Watermelon. I don't know what it is about the red and green ginourmous fruit, but I freaking adore it. Not just to eat, you see, but the overall look of it. If you come to my apartment, you'll see some subtle and not-so-subtle nods to the summer sweet. A lamp, a blanket, a pillow, a trinket, a keychain, yes, even salt and pepper shakers. I can't seem to help it! I don't know if my deep-rooted desire goes back to the scene from Dirty Dancing where she carries the watermelon (can't you just feel her embarassment?? We've so all been there...), or to my mom slicing it up on hot, summer days, I catch a glimps of a watermelon in a store, in a movie, in a magazine and I can't help but smile. I'm about to reveal a deep dark secret: there was even an outfit when I was about 12 that consisted of olive green pants (ugh, which I totally pinch rolled) and a bright pink sweater over a black turtleneck. I know, it's strange, but don't we all have those things that we have a certain lean towards, or collect, or just get a kick out of? It might be strange, but it perks up my day a smidge every time I catch an h2omelon (yes, my long agon AIM sign in and user id for years!) out of the corner of my eye or gives me a boost. What does it for you?
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