Mr. Big: We’re getting married. Should we get you a diamond? Carrie: No, no. Just get me a really big closet.
Because after all the proposal scenes you may have seen, the ring stories you may have heard, and some of the feminist worries you may have read, it'd always happen far from what you could have ever imagined.
It was about time I give a "face" to those "voices" inside my head: Wall street Chic meets City Geek... Always on the move and mood changing, you can call me tripolar: Fun, Fab, Fierce... Love, Ss
What rules?!? Sam rules, that's all B knows.
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