Bookworm…if only

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I love books.

I’m the aunt that gives books for presents. “Oh whoopee it’s a book.”

My favorite part in Beauty and the Beast is when she is wearing that green dress and he shows her the library. That’d be me.

In college, my escape was going to Barnes and Noble for a tasty drink at their café and plopping down between one of the aisles with a book in hand to peruse—usually some kind of love horoscope book to find at if “mister at the moment” and I were compatible according to as it is written in the stars and all that nonsense.

I love to read books.

I almost always have a stack of two or three books on my nightstand just waiting for me to read.

And, I always say, “Today. Today I will start that book. Just as soon as I finish doing….”

But when I finish doing …., it’s time to make dinner and all that evening hustle, and then after that it’s bedtime, and then after that is when my shows are on. And then after my shows are over, it’s bedtime.

So, I could be a bookworm if I only had ten million less things to do in a day.

Outfit Particulars: Boots, Alloy; DKNY Jeans, Costco; Shirt, Costco; Jacket, Old Navy; Scarf, Sam Moon; Necklace, Guess; Hair Flower, handmade by my sister.

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