I think I ought to start referring to more people as “darling.”
(Alone, naturally. Not in some creepy third-person way in casual conversation.)
It’s like being inspired with a timeless, kid-gloved hand. Which we all need from time to time, no? It can’t always be “tough love” all the time.
Darling. Such a lovely blend of sophistication and affection in one graceful, soothing word. A most underutilized pronoun.
I have this one hanging above my desk:
Have you seen The Grand Budapest Hotel? Ralph Fiennes bandies “darling” about with true artistry. See the movie. Not just for that reason, but for that reason among hundreds.
Meanwhile, I’ll be trying to track down one of these discontinued darlings from Kate Spade to carry with me as a reminder.