Sheer nights.

I am hiding in the steamed bathroom post bath, encircled with head curls and body candles. Aunty Daryl and I just spoke and a sense of strength and calm lapped up and over and into partnered with the hot bath. Sickness ebbs, but it has been so long so it is okay. There is a quarter eaten bar of milk chocolate near my ankles, sweating like the mirror. I love a good bath in the winter.

This dress is the only thing I want to wear right now (or maybe get married in or give birth in someday). It is the most beautiful piece of clothing I have seen in a long while. Simple and lovely.