This room, styled by Twig Hutchinson , speaks to me....
I imagine a beautiful young woman who lives in a stone mansion by the sea. She is getting ready to meet a boy tonight.
She puts on this lovely yellow dress and her grandmother's pearl and diamond drop earrings. She twists her hair into a loose chignon and slips into her gold Havaianas Fits.
She runs across the garden, when the sun is just about to set and the air is heavy with the scent of summer roses.
When she walks into The Maritime, He sees her. His green-eyed gaze follows her as she greets a boy standing with his friends. The boy is nervous and blushes when she kisses him on the cheek. She turns away to hide a little look of satisfaction.
She bends down to adjust the strap of her Havaianas. When she looks up, she sees a devastatingly handsome man sitting on a cane lounge chair smile at her. Her heart skips a beat.
He puts down his scotch on the rocks on the wooden arms of the lounge chair and picks up his white panama hat. He walks towards the girl in the yellow dress.....
XOXO,
sassy
P.S.
Okay! Okay! I admit! I read Barbara Cartland before I discovered Garcia Marquez and Tolstoy!! Where else can one learn about "Devastatingly Handsome " men?!
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