I spend Sunday mornings painting watercolour flowers at my kitchen table. I am a floral obsessed, ice cream freak and you will probably catch me belting out 90's throwback jams in the car.
Poem By: Mary Schmich
"Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine..."