Hello Everyone,
I hope you are all chilled out after the Holidays. It were very lazy days for us, but now it’s time to come back to the dietetic reality. This post will be of a little bit sentimental value, as I will be appearing in my mother’s 30 years old blue anorak, which I find awfully cute due to the intensive colour. It does though not reflect my ordinary style. I usually despise blue, but for this special case I developed a certain level of tolerance.
The pictures are taken at the side of my grand grandmother’s old house ( she died at the age of 102, I have good genes). Last night I had one of my most disturbing dreams. The gloomy house was a royal mansion. I got there by horse and met the Royal Couple who were arguing about their love affairs. The queen was sadly mooning around the garden and reminded me of the Corpse Bride. She was also carring a child in her womb, an unwanted child which made her look and feel sick, as it was the king’s and she did not love him. This dream really gave me the creeps. The colours, the faces and the situation were all terrifying. Some years back I dreamt of killing lions in that little house. It obviously must have some strong and simulating aura and be deeply rooted in my family’s collective psyche. As I am a very intuitive person I took the royal dream as a calling to choose just this shooting for today. How simple is that? Let’s make everything about fashion!
xx
