Things I love lately:
-The way my foam mattress topper firms up when I’m not using it. Climbing into my own bed after a few days away is heavenly, just… extra heavenly.
-Lavanila grapefruit perfume. I used to think I hated vanilla-scented things… But that’s probably because “vanilla” is often code for “syrupy saccharine-smelling thing that maybe smells like a touch of vanilla too” (not that there’s anything wrong with that). Oh, the things you learn as you age.
-Revlon lip butters: for those of us not yet mature enough for lipstick. It’s like training bras for us lipstick-non-wearers. No one is paying me to say this stuff, and that won’t happen, because obviously I like to compare perfectly nice things to training bras. Oops.
-Garbage. Major, major 90s nostalgia. They’re definitely still around and they’re still just so, so good. Butch Vig is the shaman behind some of my favorite music, and Shirley Manson… No words for Shirley Manson. The woman is from another planet.
-Grilled fruit. Charred, smoky, tender, beautifully marked, totally luscious. Hellooo, summer.
