{photo from 'nocturnal moth catching' by daniel jackson. fashion edited by victoria young for love magazine}
with all the spring runways, sometimes i forget that fall is coming. and then i remember and get so excited i could burst. i love the transitional seasons more than anything. i can't imagine living somewhere that was all one-or-the-other without the beautiful in-between smells and colours and layers... my heart is open and ready for the shifting air and all of the crispness. i can't wait. i am scrubbing at this damned summer-skin tan, trying to get myself back to the paleness i love so much.
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