I feel so quiet right now. I shouldn't feel quiet, not after the night I've had tonight, but I do. Reflective, even, and not like those little shiny strips on bike pedals.
I promise I'm not as blonde as I sound. My hair's actually quite a nice shade of coppery-autumnal-red.
And if I could guess what heaven smelled like, I would guess that it smelled like the mandarin lotion at Banana Republic, but not all the time.
Because sometimes nothing but Amber Romance will do. Really.