stripes & vintage florals in Madrid.
Do you ever love a song so much that you replay it halfway through?
Do you ever love a day so much that you could die happy if it ended by noon?
I wrote that down in the "notes" section of my phone the other day, after replaying the Ben Gibbard Former Lives cd about 8,000 times, and never feeling quite sick of it.
this blog has done wonders for me, but sometimes i have to admit i quite dislike it (not you, but it). these pictures, this writing, this space-- it does not really capture even 1/30th of me. sure, i've tried to share snapshots of where i work, or where i walk to, or the meals that end up in my digestive tract, but none of that can portray how i FEEL. how i talk, how i laugh, how i think. i am a human being, just a human being with a camera taking pictures of all of the best moments in my life. it doesn't differentiate me from anybody else, really. anybody can have a blog, anybody can take photos on the day that they dress up, and anybody can create a "brand" for their life. my brand and me, we are two different monsters. sometimes i just hope that the world knows that.
blouse: AA/ skirt: vintage/ shoes: LuLu*s/ hat: F21 / bag vintage