There are days that belong to everyone else, and then there is Sunday. The coffee takes longer. The phone stays in the other room. The outfit, if we can call it that, is chosen by feel alone.
The softest things you own
A washed cotton tee, a loose knit in a blush or powder shade, wide trousers you could fall asleep in but still wear to the bakery. Softness on the skin tells the body it's allowed to rest.
A little polish, just for you
Brush your hair, a touch of balm, the small earrings. Not for anyone. Just because it feels nice to look in the mirror and see someone cared for.
A walk counts as plans
Keep a pair of easy sneakers and a light jacket by the door, so a walk can happen the moment you feel like it. The best Sundays usually include one.
Whatever you wear today, let it be gentle ♡
— Luna
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