If the cotton and silk on my outside for the moment is prettier than the ravaging thorns inside, I know someone who is always equally beautiful on both. S is here with me now, looking adorable in her little vintage Kenzo dress, blue velvet ballerina shoes and a string of cream white pearls around her graceful neck. She calms me down and silences the constant noise just by being close, and that's worth more than anything money can buy.
She said she was getting a blog of her own, and now she has. You can all read and follow it here: My Darling Solitude
I love her so much.