The contents of your handbag, cupboards, and bedside table speak volumes about who you are.  It’s amazing what freshly cut flowers can do for your mood.  My bedside table is home to three remote controls.  One is for the tv/dvd (the sleep timer allows me to fall asleep to a dvd at night without having to wake in the middle of the night to a repeating menu soundtrack).  One is for the cable box, and one is for the Bose alarm clock, where the sleep button rescues me come morning.  I love that I can choose which CD to awake with, and that the sound gradually increases in volume, so I’m not startled from slumber.  Sometimes my dreams begin to include the music, which is a good thing so long as my theme song isn’t loaded, because then, chances are, a sex dream will begin, which will make me late.  For something.

A satin “sweet dreams” eye mask for naps.  Two notebooks.  The smaller one fits in my handbag; the red one is my go to move if I’m traveling or writing or making lists.  There’s the glass lamp, one of my first Gracious Home purchases for my new apartment, and a Diptyque candle (not in photo), Baies scented (there are few things as luxurious as a Diptyque candle).  Then of course, a top my pile of books is a French soap box filled with condoms.  Ah, and now for the books beneath:

Lolita, Nabokov  His language is intoxicating.
Bird by Bird, Lamott She offers great advice and good lessons on writing.
Princess: You know who you are, Castagnoli  I actually purchased this as a gift for my friend Jen, but I never got around to passing it her way.  As for the rest, I’ll have update this list when I get home later, as I cannot tell from the photo.