the sky outside my house. Or the five minutes before it started raining.
a glass of red, but not only a glass of red. red wine in one of those really european heavy big glasses. The dark things always feel the best.
The card I got my mum for mother's day. Especially when my nan asked last night, "whats an m - i - l - f?"
My collection of lipsticks. I swear each shade produces a different feeling. But they are guilty because I think I have too many, and a few in the same shade. Lips are like the eyes though. Boys stare at both when they like you. ha!