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Pretty things have this way of making me feel warm and fuzzy inside. I don’t know what it is. Maybe it’s because pretty things disguise all the ugly and wrong-doings in the world. They take me to a pretty place where everything is perfect.

I swear it could be anything. A pretty cake. Pretty shoes. Pretty smile. Pretty beach. Pretty teacup. Anything, you name it. As long as it is pretty!

I can’t work out whether this makes me materialistic. Surely not. Doesn’t being materialistic mean when one is so consumed with material possessions they ignore other important elements to life such as spirituality, intellect, culture and so forth. That is definitely not me. I absolutely love travelling and exploring new places, throwing myself into different ways of living…and just because I prefer these places to be pretty definitely does not make me materialistic.

Things being aesthetically attractive actually help me to connect with my inner depths of my soul. And by pretty things I don’t mean completely shallow things such as pretty bags, shoes, jewellery (though I do love those too)but even a pretty tree makes me happy. The way it stands strong and proud, offering oxygen and shade. Such a beautiful thing. And I love my garden and it’s pretty plants, they make me oh so happy.

It must be an Aqaurian thing, we are creative souls after all.