Cafe Day, Your Green Tea

Sitting at my favorite outdoor cafe with an iced green tea and my pink bag and nowhere to be. This is what a good day looks like. Black top, gold bracelets, hair looking perfect even though I did nothing to it. Natural beauty is not something you can buy. But my green tea is. So buy it.

I love cafe days. Just pick a spot with a nice umbrella and some shade, order something cold, and sit there watching the world go by. I could do this every single day and never get bored. Especially if someone else is paying.

The phone stays on the table, the bag stays by my side, and I just exist. That is my whole afternoon plan. Existing beautifully in a public place where people can admire me. It is a service I provide for free. The tea, however, is not free. Neither am I.