A Gift.

A gift bag with a signature bow.

A chic cream box.

Embraced by a pretty ribbon.

An exquisite jar of pampering nestled within soft black tissue.

Infused with the most delicious scent of orange blossoms.

To take me on a sensorial journey.

To remind me that he thinks of me when he’s away.

Thank you, sweetheart.

{pssst…he reads my blog}

Photos | Lisa Porter

~ My apologies ~

A lost & found story.

 Reposted today.

LP