Alex and Lorenzo, Trunkt
18.May.2005, 10:54 pmI drown desire to sleep in espresso, working, writing all night to have my laptop crash. I’m squashed between cattle on the express train as it apologizes for being perpetually delayed and I miss a meeting. I finally land home, finding my Matilda dead (she was an African violet; my favorite pet – besides my snakeskin clutch – as my building doesn’t allow furry things besides coats).
Three little pricks and plus a ton of pressure, and my little bubble of a world has burst. Give me prayers, send me organic chocolates, just give me –
– A hug.
Alas, while the arms of my beloved aren’t available — or, I’m single, whatever — I’ll sub with two boys’ band of ribbon wrapped tight around my waist. Alex & Lorenzo will embrace me, complement my outfits, and accompany me from breezy brunches in jeans to cinched-waist black-dress affairs.
And handmade and oft custom-designed, it’s unlikely I’ll see my Alex & Lorenzo hugging any other girl. We’ve got a true love affair, thanks to designer Kristen. “I spend lots of time searching for my fabrics so that they can be one-of-a-kind,” says Kristen. “I sew each and every belt with love and care and get such satisfaction from each piece.”
As do I. In fact, I think I’ll wipe my eyes –
– And even put away the chocolates.
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