Destroyed denim shorts and classic chino trousers. I dream of rain. I dream of fire. This desert rose, each of her veils, a secret promise.
Posts Tagged ‘ Los Angeles ’
Nostalgic 1960s seaside sunset. Write to me from Naples. She will melt away your sadness in her Santorini eyes.
A glimmer of light from every apocalyptic storm. Earth tones, asymmetrical cuts and flowing silhouettes. Don’t bust your knee cap.
Nordic winter wonderland. Warmth, magic and snow. City sidewalks, busy sidewalks. Dressed in style. Golden bells. Hear them ring.
Road warriors. I don’t want to be one of those things… walking around without a soul. I remember everything. Thank you for making me human again.
Road warriors. The children of men. Be still my dog of war. In a world of societal collapse, style endures.
