LAVENDER HAZE - J. Hughes
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Last published Mon, Oct 2, 2023
"I just want to stay in that lavender haze..."
LAVENDER HAZE: termed in the 1950s, meaning to be deeply in love. Like a honeymoon phase or dream like state in a relationship.
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