Isn’t it odd how much fatter books get when you’ve read it several times? As if something were left between the pages every time you read it. Feelings, thoughts, sounds, smells…and then, when you look at the book again many years later, you find yourself there, too, a slightly younger self, slighting different, as if the book has preserved you like a pressed flower….both strange and familiar.

Trying to wake up! #breakfast #pret

Trying to wake up! #breakfast #pret


(via spooky-femme)





Splashed out! #MAC #makeup

Splashed out! #MAC #makeup


A day of firsts! #funtea #pretzel

A day of firsts! #funtea #pretzel


Practicing with my new dotting tool! #nailart

Practicing with my new dotting tool! #nailart