Wednesday, March 23

la chambre rose

last year, at the start of our eventful adventure in france, boyfriend's bag did not show up at the airport of toulouse. he received a rescue kit to get through the night, and in it was the tiniest tube of moisturiser, which i used instead of him. i bought a larger version of it at the airport when we travelled back: i loved it that much. up to this day, with the scent of it i immediately find myself back in our room in a b&b that was every bit as cute and perfect as its name predicts. la chambre rose. now it's time to search for a refill to keep the vision of this memory alive.

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