Daydreaming of a Parisian getaway where my only worries are: what to wear by the pool and what friends would I like to write letters to, all while I re-cleanse in sunshine. Wouldn't it be nice?
          Oh kiss stamp, I've been looking for you everywhere. My lip print on love letters never leaves me aesthetically pleased (and for that I thank you, Hollywood prop department).
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(PS: This is another view of the Sunglasses. I could die in these.)

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