STYLE GUIDE: GUILTY PLEASURE
This post is not about the pineapple-Hatch-chile gelato I’m eating right now, or about the hours upon hours of Food Network I
wish I could watch per day. It is not even about shoes. Yes, you read that correctly. My guilty pleasure IS NOT SHOES, ALEX.
It’s much cheaper, and smells better too: flowers. They make me so incredibly happy that I’ve added $10 to my weekly budget just in case my apartment (or my life) is in need of a quick pick-me-up. There is no simpler way to make a girl smile, to say thank you, or to add a little life to your decor.