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I can’t stand the Rain

I can't stand the Rain

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I can’t stand the rain, against my window
Bringing back, sweet memories
I can’t stand the rain, against my window
Cause it ain’t here with me
Hey window pane
Tell me, do you remember?
How sweet it used to be
When we were together
Everything was so grand
Now that we parted
There’s just one sound
That I just can’t stand

I can’t stand the rain, against my window
Bringing back, sweet memories

Well, whoever thought Ms. Turner sings about some hubby, is just very much mistaken. Of course she is singing about a pair of heels: which she must have - without a doubt - lost in the rain. Am totally understanding the disastrous situation (been there done that, sister - I feel with ya): so on this wet sunday have nothing more to add than: I can feel your pain, me too can’t stand the rain.

xxx

Today’s shoes are Bertie

We want you!

We want you!

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It’s our fourth day on vacation, but it’s also the new “me” (adeus/goodbye to Miss Perfect) and it’s Sunday anyway so “Art of Taking it Easy”, here I am.

Meaning: we are staying in.

While boyfriend is working his way through an arty book, I’m having a look around the apartment for a spot to take today’s picture. And I am wondering.
Why is it that in every hotel/apartment you will find a cheap duplicate of a Roy Lichtenstein, Andy Warhol or (my favorite) Vincent van Gogh?
And are (in fashion) Zara, Mango and H&M so different, offering an exact copy of designer art?
Both easy to access for a fraction of the original price, “filling” the house or the wardrobe to give it a “modern” and up to date look, but in the end you’ll always know it’s just a cheap copy.
I’m so tempted to write a dissertation about the topic (I mean, this is what the world really wants to know, right?) that I almost forget about the fact that  “Schöner Mann” will pop by for a couple of days.

Why not: The house is already filled with replicas: It’s time to make space for a true original. “Schöner Mann”: We want you, party fever is needed.

xxx

P.S.: Todays shoes are Zara