spring pink

hello september, my favourite month. you are epitomised by the smell of pink jasmine, which makes me want to roll around in you…. or something. welcome back!


envious of her hair, lips, cheekbones & general debbie harry-ness.

pictures from my gathered all over the internet collection

colour me in

the kind of book i would have pored over as a kid (albeit strangely dark & trippy)