Monday, February 27, 2012

It's been one of those weeks...


I'm a simple girl. 
I appreciate being appreciated. I love being considered, and would prefer a face-to-face conversation then a text message any day of the week. I'm sweat pants in the evening and heels on the weekend. I die at the sight of red lips and dream for the confidence to pull it off. My iPod is a disastrous mix, but only country music really gets who I am. I would rather you take the time to write me a letter, then accept a gift. It shocks me when people remember my name and I would never tell you whats bothering me even if you asked a 101 times. I'm a Marilyn girl, have a crush on Phil Kessel and absolutely can't get enough of dirty novels. I've never received flowers from a boy and can count on one hand the number of times I've truly felt safe in ones arms. I will keep a secret to the grave and even make a wish for you on a fallen eye lash. I love the thought of living in New York's city life, or sipping wine in my back country Italian villa (one day!). Something about falling snow at night is magical, but summertime sunsets are hard to beat. I'm obsessed with brushing my teeth, but your eyes are the first thing I notice. I love going driving for no reason, but road trips with the girls are better. Getting away for a weekend in a posh hotel is great, but my cottage or camping is where I'd rather be. I have my showers exceptionally hot, but have to sleep with a window open in winter.

I don't ask for much, never have, never will. There is nothing in life I can't work hard and get myself, and only a few things that irritate me in this world. I would never expect you to give me the moon but would love someone just to be there for the ride. As much as I have these quirks, at the end of the day... a simple gesture goes a long way in my books.