“promise me you’ll never leave the hand soap empty. promise me that when you see the faucet accidently leaking on the counter, you’ll take a towel and mop it up instead of just shrugging and walking away. promise me you won’t leave your jeans rumpled in the hall because they ‘didn’t make it’ all the way into the room.”
“i can’t lie, i can’t promise that. but i will promise to never leave your hands empty. i will promise that when your bad day has leaked all over your cheeks, i’ll take my lips and wipe it away. and i promise that i’ll never leave your feelings rumpled outside a locked bedroom door.”
“i can compromise with that.”
“and can you promise me something?”
“i’ll certainly try.”
“promise me you won’t drag me into some chick flick where the guy cries more than the girl. promise me you won’t spend half of my paycheck on a pair of shoes you already have in a different color. and promise you won’t delete my recording of ‘dirty harry’ so you can record ‘america’s next top gossip designer’ or whatever it is you’re watching this week.”
“no deal. but i will promise i will drag you laughing into bed when we’re soaked to the bone with rain and our teeth are clicking and our hands are the only things warm on our bodies. i will promise that i’ll spend half my thoughts on ‘you’ and the other half on ‘us.’ and i will promise that i’ll delete my petty emotional baggage instead of shoving it in your arms and expecting you to haul it through my stress.”
“one more thing.”
“promise to love me in the morning when my breath smells like last night and bad decisions. promise to love me in the afternoon when my energy flatlined and i’m snapping at you because it keeps me from falling into a coma. promise to love me at night when i’m impatient and shaking through dinner with our friends because i can’t taste the tuna when i’m thinking about tasting your collarbone.”
“that’s easy. i promise to love you when you’re gross, irritating and embarrassing.”
“and i promise i won’t be like that often.”
I can’t promise you what you want, but I can promise you what you need.
Cheers for the follow :) I found a seller in hong kong called beautieshk who has a ton of genuine anna sui merchandise (there’s a factory in hong kong and anna sui is massively popular over there). Unfortunately, if you’re like me and live in aussieland, the postage is enormous (T_T)
So who is Anna Sui? It’s this adorable 45 years old Sino-American lady here surrounded by awesomely dressed beauties.
She’s been on the American fashion scene for over 25 years. At the beginning, she was only designing garments, but her boundless creative energy caused her to overflow into cosmetics and fragrances. She is now the happy mother of what is nothing short of an empire lifestyle, especially since the Japanese company Isetan gained exclusive distribution rights to many of her products across Asia.