"...I'm taking an aeroplane across the world to follow my heart..."
...Oh, how i dream daily to be lying in a field of lavender in Provence...my soul was buried onthe grounds of Lacoste...having spent 3 months in such a peaceful place, i haven't been able to disattach myself yet...and that was almost 3 years past...i want to sip tea as i read Le Petit Prince to Chloe Monroe...spend lunches at the markets hunting for the perfect coinpurse and brie...then sit in my studio full of pencil-filled mason jars and sequins...and watercolor and tulle...and just simply be...
the photos have not much to do with what i have discussed...i just simply love them...each is a morsel of me
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