Bliss all mine

I had aspirations this morning of putting a blog together about something I will post tomorrow, something more traditional of Bliss In My Eyes. Although today, I decided I wanted to talk about the thought of having a life you live creativity. The way you see things. How you see a flea market and get excited while someone else may look at it and think a bunch of junk, we see well.... the beauty of tomorrow, with the bones of yesterday. I die over vintage lace and fabrics. I would love to some day have a gorgeous collection of things I have been searching those very flea markets for- treasures.

I think about what the future may hold for someone with the taste of myself. I love vintage and classy, fabulous heels. Weathered glass with peonies overflowing the vase.  I think of little shops I would love to open in the future when my kids are bigger that would contain everything I love, music playing in the background by pink martini. Lavender dried and tied with twine, one of the kind rings and jewelry I designed. Gorgeous flowers made of the finest materials and the kind of flower brooch you would have worn on sex and the city- or that I still wear, I make them of linen.  The Butter line of wonderful polishes and maybe some of my favorite in lotions and bubble baths and fragrance Lollia, and just maybe there is a purpose for my favorite scent named wish. I wonder am I a dreamer, or a someday boutique that lures in all kinds of ladies that love wonderfulness. A store that can make you feel Blissful and out of all the stresses in life, you come in smell the Lavender and sip the free coffee or tea, and read a selection of fabulous books and magazines and mingle with friends. That for that small part of your day you could enjoy the bliss I dream of.

Maybe someday. Although, for now I am happy raising my wonderful children and being a creative gal. As I type with my red nails and no where really to go, blog land allows me to go there without leaving. Somewhere that almost every friendly reader also has a dream.  So for now that Blissful little shop is in my heart. I hope someday it is real. If not, I hope I share that vibe with you every time you read all about Bliss in My Lives.