I made this little babe for my man, i know it's girly.. The sentiment is for him the aesthetic is for me.
He calls me sweetie pie, and every night he would make me go into a food monologue to fall asleep ending with I'm his pie and which kind. I miss him. I found a vintage 1950s cookbook & well.. The rest is visible
Cute detail: the little clear gems are from 1993, everything is "old"☺️💜💜💜