LIFE'S MOST BEAUTIFUL AFTERGLOW
Landing here must be life's most beautiful afterglow. The day had probably been the longest and most content-rich of my life. What looked like a tangled ball of yarn in...
Landing here must be life's most beautiful afterglow. The day had probably been the longest and most content-rich of my life. What looked like a tangled ball of yarn in the morning turned into a beautiful silk yarn, refreshed and shiny, last night.
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And then, after 14 hours of intensive work, to land here with two full grocery bags and a big SMALJ in the whole face...THIS, my dears, is the reward when you stand straight in the back when the wind blows around the knot.
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And the wind did it even in my Tuscany. Just before a storm, I would say, up here on my hill.
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During the week I had received information that we had a "drainage problem gigantico". So bad that I probably wouldn't be able to live in the house... (read poo disaster).
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But as usual, I have amazing people around me (I'm so damn grateful for that) who organized the washing machines and the big cleaning. And sent a loving message: come come, the coast is ready
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Stepping into my Italian casa makes me just as happy every time. And considering that hours before I had sent a large Easter delivery of our Soulsister collection to all our stores, I could with a clear conscience sink into the sofa and just listen to the wind howling in the chimney. I poured myself a scalding hot bath and then crawled into a freshly made bed.
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This day a life ♥️ m.
.
And then, after 14 hours of intensive work, to land here with two full grocery bags and a big SMALJ in the whole face...THIS, my dears, is the reward when you stand straight in the back when the wind blows around the knot.
.
And the wind did it even in my Tuscany. Just before a storm, I would say, up here on my hill.
.
During the week I had received information that we had a "drainage problem gigantico". So bad that I probably wouldn't be able to live in the house... (read poo disaster).
.
But as usual, I have amazing people around me (I'm so damn grateful for that) who organized the washing machines and the big cleaning. And sent a loving message: come come, the coast is ready
.
Stepping into my Italian casa makes me just as happy every time. And considering that hours before I had sent a large Easter delivery of our Soulsister collection to all our stores, I could with a clear conscience sink into the sofa and just listen to the wind howling in the chimney. I poured myself a scalding hot bath and then crawled into a freshly made bed.
.
This day a life ♥️ m.