I don't know about my dreams
Dad doesn't know it yet, but I stole his Prada's and ripped out the laces.
Candle on the water
Natalie's amazing Nicholas Kirkwood for Rodarte "Candle Wax" heels.
Knocked my socks off.
And we're back
It's been a while since I have had fresh new pictures. University is really cramping my style. However, I just got a roll developed that has about a month's worth of photos on it that I would like to share.
To start us off, we have a photo of the chandelier at Chloe's apartment of off Fairfax. Never really realized it existed; that was until it was the first thing I saw upon waking up underneath it one rainy Los Angeles morning after I night I can't quite remember. So I reached to the left, grabbed my camera, and stole it. An opulent way to greet the day.
Bathe in the sea
Relaxing on an island for a week right after the madness of Christmas. That's my idea of a winter vacation.
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