
In the hardware store, I select a quart of interior paint from the brands on the shelf. Bright white, for household trim. “My,” the cashier says, as she rings me up, “you’re quite the golden…
In the hardware store, I select a quart of interior paint from the brands on the shelf. Bright white, for household trim. “My,” the cashier says, as she rings me up, “you’re quite the golden…
How does it feel to be beautiful? In my mind, that’s what you are. What I think of you, though, isn’t as important as what you think of you. If you don’t love yourself, it’s apt to show, one way or another.