Pictures: 1-vogue india, 2-april and may, 3-lookbook.nu
Each morning when I wake up, I hear the sound of many birds around my house. The wheater changes between sunny and cloudy, sometimes with little spats of rain. It makes me feel so great, so happy, everytime I’m staring bored out of the window I imagine how my own wonderland would look like. A light house with lots of tiny flower prints, retro furniture and rosy pastels, with birds fluttering everywhere, cute little rabbits with a red bow tie. My garden would be filled with wild flowers growing to knee-high, and everywhere would be the gentle sound of pianos and cellos. You see, I’m a little bit obsessed with it.
Love.
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