Lucy, I adore you. She remembered my guilty obsession with Cosmo (hey, I love reading the same sex tips written differently for the past hundred issues... don't judge) and Reeses Peanut Butter Cups (they came intact, I already ate most of them), Essie nail polish in the most beautiful, pale shade ever (Jazz), an issue of my beloved Vogue, and the most sincere, heartfelt letter ever. It's so touching to receive kind thoughts when you're abroad. I miss you so much, Lucy.
The bag. Shopping at H&M. Taking random pictures. Hi, mom.
Making s'mores. Marshmallows, MUJI. Graham crackers, courtesy of the import food store in Namba. Chocolate, Meiji. Perfect for a girlie movie night at my place... I'm embarrassed to say which movie we watched (White Chicks. Eve and I got inspired after singing that one song they sang in the car ride at karaoke).
My Sunday brunch. Fresh croissants and pain au chocolat from the French bakery across the street (the best I've had here, comparable to what I found in Montreal and Paris), baked apple slices sprinkled with cinnamon, plain yoghurt, jams, Darjeeling tea. I stopped drinking coffee since I moved to Osaka... I'm not sure why.
Running there at nighttime. The castle is gorgeous when all lit up, and when I run on the path around it I am loving this view, and loving the fact that I live here.
This beautiful, beautiful song...