And this old world is a new world and a bold world for me
I think I could live in a hotel. Not forever but for awhile. I absolutely love hotels. There's something about them that's so relaxing and classy. You know that if you need anything there will be someone there to help you, but if you want to stay unnoticed it's easy. I think it has to do with traveling so much when I was little. We always were in hotels in random places and yes I am very fortunate to have experienced that but it's kind of strange to be drawn to hotels. Living in a hotel would be that kind of strange living where you're obviously successful and probably have a suite and eat brunch a lot and wear high heels all the time. It's that dream of living a completely different life kind of like my other dream of owning a vintage cream mustang and driving through green fields on a side road to my ranch where I ride horses...yep dreamland.
But really I love hotel lobbies and lounges and bars. With gin and tonics and crossed legs and a gentleman's nod. I love the elevators and clean lines of the molding. I also love watching people who are in hotels. The confused ones standing with their luggage and those who have that walk where you know they're important but have no idea why. Then off course the oddball worker like me who carries cases of wine and ice buckets and a few Starbucks for some other workers since we aren't used to working at 9am. Most wineries open at noon...it's not that we're lazy assholes..well I am...but who wants to taste wine at 9-10am? Really the hardest part was waking up at 6:30/7am to drive in traffic to seattle only to find out that we brought the wrong wine. Then again it was beautiful out today. The mountains and water on the bridge were so amazing. I really live in a beautiful place. If I go to school in Georgia I will miss it here.
A nail polish I need to remember "We'll always have Paris".... http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://ep.yimg.com/ca/I/yhst-77063679085794_2079_20429536&imgrefurl=http://www.shampooline.com/opi-nail-polish-french-collection-we-ll-always-have-paris-nlf20.html&usg=__XLqLr0OxUGuUb-nYV9FmyDLnUpY=&h=209&w=95&sz=24&hl=en&start=27&um=1&itbs=1&tbnid=2bqPvhGfFDhSoM:&tbnh=106&tbnw=48&prev=/images%3Fq%3Dwe%2527ll%2Balways%2Bhave%2Bparis%2Bnail%2Bpolish%26ndsp%3D21%26hl%3Den%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26sa%3DN%26start%3D21%26um%3D1
But really I love hotel lobbies and lounges and bars. With gin and tonics and crossed legs and a gentleman's nod. I love the elevators and clean lines of the molding. I also love watching people who are in hotels. The confused ones standing with their luggage and those who have that walk where you know they're important but have no idea why. Then off course the oddball worker like me who carries cases of wine and ice buckets and a few Starbucks for some other workers since we aren't used to working at 9am. Most wineries open at noon...it's not that we're lazy assholes..well I am...but who wants to taste wine at 9-10am? Really the hardest part was waking up at 6:30/7am to drive in traffic to seattle only to find out that we brought the wrong wine. Then again it was beautiful out today. The mountains and water on the bridge were so amazing. I really live in a beautiful place. If I go to school in Georgia I will miss it here.
A nail polish I need to remember "We'll always have Paris".... http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://ep.yimg.com/ca/I/yhst-77063679085794_2079_20429536&imgrefurl=http://www.shampooline.com/opi-nail-polish-french-collection-we-ll-always-have-paris-nlf20.html&usg=__XLqLr0OxUGuUb-nYV9FmyDLnUpY=&h=209&w=95&sz=24&hl=en&start=27&um=1&itbs=1&tbnid=2bqPvhGfFDhSoM:&tbnh=106&tbnw=48&prev=/images%3Fq%3Dwe%2527ll%2Balways%2Bhave%2Bparis%2Bnail%2Bpolish%26ndsp%3D21%26hl%3Den%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26sa%3DN%26start%3D21%26um%3D1