1.0Soft Sensibilitieshttps://kimberlypearl.co/blogKimberlyhttps://kimberlypearl.co/blog/author/kimberlypearl-92gmail-com/rich600338<blockquote class="wp-embedded-content" data-secret="UP2iJFZGxa"><a href="https://kimberlypearl.co/blog/je-taime-a-jamais/">Je T’aime a Jamais</a></blockquote><iframe sandbox="allow-scripts" security="restricted" src="https://kimberlypearl.co/blog/je-taime-a-jamais/embed/#?secret=UP2iJFZGxa" width="600" height="338" title="“Je T’aime a Jamais” — Soft Sensibilities" data-secret="UP2iJFZGxa" frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" class="wp-embedded-content"></iframe><script type="text/javascript"> /* <![CDATA[ */ /*! This file is auto-generated */ !function(d,l){"use strict";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&"undefined"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!/[^a-zA-Z0-9]/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),c=new RegExp("^https?:$","i"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display="none";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute("style"),"height"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):"link"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute("src")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener("message",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener("DOMContentLoaded",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll("iframe.wp-embedded-content"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute("data-secret"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+="#?secret="+t,e.setAttribute("data-secret",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:"ready",secret:t},"*")},!1)))}(window,document); //# sourceURL=https://kimberlypearl.co/blog/wp-includes/js/wp-embed.min.js /* ]]> */ </script> Last Valentine’s Day  post, I swear! Yesterday upon arriving home I had to do a double take; I thought I had seen something small-ish out of the corner of my eye lying solitarily, but assumed it to be a failure in peripheral vision. Turns out my peripheral vision is in fact quite good; I did, in fact, see something! It was quite possibly the smallest package I have yet received; who knew I would ever find those UPS/Postal/etc. boxes adorable? But indeed I did, and it was, to my surprise and excitement, addressed to yours truly. Handwritten was my name and my address. On the back, in the same, neat handwriting was the sender: the ever so lovely and super sweet Cheyenne! I proceeded to lock the front door hastily and run up to my room, taking care to not trip over my rather long (and soft!) ombre scarf (in magenta, of course, in honor of Valentine’s Day. Paired with pink pumps. I digress.) I fumbled just a bit when opening the little package (I blame my jittery excitement) to find an almost transparent cream envelope, with a burgundy colored card embellished with seed beads – I absolutely love beautiful cards,…http://lacouturiernyc.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/valentines-day-post.jpg