The ecru, canvas tote with navy handles is the ultimate accessory for a stroll through Trader Joe's. Priced at $3.99, one is not enough. I purchased my first bag, now supple and faded, several years ago. We have embarked on many food-related excursions together. The second tote, a recent acquisition, joined the excitement two weeks ago. I take the pair of them on outings to this California-born establishment. Pushing my little, red shopping cart to the sound of ringing bells is a mellowing activity. I complete the task unhurriedly. My time is utilized by hunting for Champs Elysees salad and vanilla yogurt with the help of mates in Hawaiian shirts. Sampling romaine lettuce with sesame sticks and soy ginger vinaigrette is part of my course. At the end of my journey, I invent a reason to return the following day and several others as excuses to return later in the week.
22 January 2015
The rhythm of footsteps and the mumble of voices melded with the clicks of the train ticker. The pulse touched the wanderlust in my soul. I vacated the scene fatigued, having had my fill of activity. The frequency at which I ventured out of state forced me to call a cease travel. I withdrew to my apartment and began my staycation with a heavy sleep.
16 January 2015
I have come to revere glasses as an outstanding accessory. My warming to them was a gradual process. Despite my nearsightedness, I only within the past year and a half began to wear glasses on a daily basis. Prior to my dedication to an extra set of eyes, I would loose track of their whereabouts by nightfall. Now I leave them on my face. I do not allow them to fall between sofa cushions, nor do I forget them along my trajectory of daily stops. I do not tuck them into my purse at formal events. They are too extraordinary to hide away. The simple looks I devise complement my spectacles. A small collection of frames is essential to earn a passing mark in the optical department and iconic status.
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