• moi, dans mon lit avec beaucoup de couvertures, la fenêtre est dépolie mais moi je me réchauffe, mes dévoirs son complétes et je comprends toute la matière
  • moi je brille, mange des pêches et bois du vin dans ma lincerie et pas réponds ton désespoir message
  • moi, je roule à velo dans le champ, mes cheveux dans une queue de cheval. je porte mon appareil photo et mon cahier, et j'ecoute de la musique. je cherche un arbre pour sentir l'appel du vide
  • moi, j'arrive chez moi après un large jour du travail, j'ai dormi très peu et j'ai mal au dos et aux jambes. je dépose le sac, je me démaquille, je porte mon pyjama, je mange un délicieux sandwich et je me laisser tomber dans mon lit avec le chapitre de mon serie.
  • me in the south of france on a balcony, in a slip dress, long beautiful hair blowing in the soft breeze, sipping a glass of fine wine. i’m accomplished and have documented my life in journals. the love of my life inspires me and we vacation here occasionally
  • okay but silk dresses, roses, warm coffee on chilly autumn mornings, scented candles, the sound of rain and soft tunes
  • me, lying in bed. my roof is glass. i look up at the moon and stars. my mind is clear like the beautiful night sky. everything is still. everything is calm.
  • tomorrow im taking myself to the movies and then im walking around the city taking low light pics at night while listening to the smiths
  • clean, soft skin, early and prepared for class, neat handwriting, and falling asleep early
  • a look: wearing silk pyjamas with heels to the supermarket to buy pastries for breakfast
  • going to Cuba today. Half my suitcase is filled with denim. The other half is filled with my cameras. #priorities
  • a clean room, some fresh sheets, a hot shower, coconut oil, and some scented candles
  • surround yourself with happy scents; lemongrass, lavender, freshly baked bread, and bedsheets clean as cloud. let foreign fragrances steal your worries away with spiced breezes; cinnamon, pear, pepper, cloves, chamomile and mulberry wine. be enhanced by the sweet potency of popcorn, peach water, and soft winds churning cherry blossom into pointed noses. smell is an underrated sense. it can lift your mood more than you could ever imagine.
  • concept: me, making dinner. it’s 8pm but it’s still warm outside. the smell of herbs and grass and the magic of being with people i love makes me sleepy. someone calls me from inside.
  • if I could sleep til noon, take a long shower, sit around in my towel, walk outside to liquiteria and back in to watch tv id be so happy (with a puppy)
  • sometime in the near future you will wake up at 3AM beside the person you love most in the world; wearing next to nothing, you will touch their cheek and they will sleepily pull you closer. the sky will be pink and gold and reflecting onto your love’s bare back. you will feel safe and secure
  • autumn look: faux fur coat with nothing but expensive lingerie underneath, glitter boots, dark purple lipstick & the tears of my ex lovers as my cheekbone highlight
  • me, eating strawberries and peaches on a hillside where i am far from everything i know
  • 2017: healthy, moisturized skin, glossy lips, fluttering lashes and aggressive self preservation
  • a clean room, some fresh sheets, a hot shower, coconut oil, and some scented candles
  • my mood for 2017 is subdued sexyness, like girls in turtle necks and wide leg trousers who drink their whiskey through straws.
  • in the mood for: having a date in a french café on a rainy day
  • spain: fresh oranges, old synagogues, black curls and distant laughter, the whirl of a dancer’s dress, soft lullabies, torchlight, moorish inscriptions, olive oil and bread, cathedral bells ringing through the street, the sweet flavours of wine and sherry, oleander growing by the roadside, lamps in the alhambra, slow heat passing over the sea, Lorca’s poetry, eating pitted olives in the town square, orange blossoms in the moonlight, the deep gorge at ronda, tarta de santiago, gold altars, watching the sun through the palm fronds

concept: the night whispers to me, “it’s okay, it’s okay, you’ll be okay.” the stars hold me close, saying, “everything is going to be okay. we are here for you until it is better.”

oct 27 2015 ∞
sep 22 2018 +