Her Heart is 30+ish, in denial, obsessed with all things sartorial, wasting away in margaritaville, still reliving days lost in New York, and waiting for a bolt of lightning to strike.
She also likes to write.
Lives in the Ocean
And, as Elliot wrote – After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets, After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the floor – And this, and so much more? – It is impossible to say just what I mean.
And I heart him ever so much.