The bags look like I walked out of a boutique in Paris.
I was actually in the hallway with gifts for a friend — for her wedding. Plus, one more time to try to figure out what I’ll feel better on that day. I put this dress on, and I already know I’ll go in a different one.

I still let myself have that picture for a second. New York, shop windows, me in black with bags.
Then I remembered what the bags were for — and it got funnier.

Who else gets ready like this: trying one thing on, and a whole other life already playing in your head? 🤍