[17-9-12] - Solitude is a cause for celebration. At least, nowadays, I find it more and more pressing to celebrate alone time. See, I'm living in an ongoing episode of "Full House" since my return to New York. So, when I have my weeks start off busy, then spiral into ease, I cling to solitude so dearly. Towards the end of the week, the house gets more and more empty. Being the homebody that I am, I, luckily, end up being the odd ball out. This was the case on the seventeenth of September.
See, weeks had passed and I had desperately anticipated a self-shooting session. I had craved enough time alone to entertain the chaotic, yet calming energy that comes from the entire process. For weeks now, my eyes had wandered and consequently, coveted my older brother's tropical-print shirt from Topshop. Peace.
2 comments:
so much hotness here
oh wow these photos are beautiful! You are beautiful!
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