Taking a handful of the finest pink glitter, she pursed her lips into a kiss and blew it into the air.
“The glitter wasn’t evident to the naked eye. It was so fine that you couldn’t see it from far away. But I knew it was there, and it would be there for a long time, adding a little sparkle to the otherwise ordinary. It was my own sort of magic trick.”
Anna Kloot’s debut memoir chronicles the journey of finding herself and her sparkle again, after losing herself and her way in a relationship of nearly ten years.
I found Anna on her beautifully crafted Instagram page — she’s been billed as the real-life Emily in Paris! Honestly, I wasn’t really ever into the show, but who hasn’t thought about moving to Paris and being a writer at least once in their life?! (Just Anna and I? Ok then).