Lookbook Legacy 2: Ferocity
In the days of yore, mainstream fashion casted a calm, alluring, almost fairy-tale like mystical spell on mortals. Fancy, flowing fabrics, crisp and clean cuts, ornately designed embroidery and symmetrical […]
In the days of yore, mainstream fashion casted a calm, alluring, almost fairy-tale like mystical spell on mortals. Fancy, flowing fabrics, crisp and clean cuts, ornately designed embroidery and symmetrical […]
Thud – The pounding gallop of stallions. Ping – The clinking of champagne glasses. Crash – The explosion following a victory. Soundless – The splintering of a daydream. There exists […]
Your eyes choose what they want to see. As I have said before, the world feeds them daily. Every eighty six thousand four hundred seconds of a day. Shut eye […]
Funny how brawn and brain have only one comparative letter out of place. W. And I. Intolerant or Impeccable? Weaker or Wonderful? Which one is misspelled (or misplaced) is the […]
if only each day could be, a day of birth for just me, a day that none other could take, a day filled with chocolate and yummy cake. Unlike conventionally […]
Fabric can last forever. But would you want it to? Having already prophecized food trends, it does indeed in retrospect seem logical that food would have a trend; eat something for a […]
Ever seen something which demanded you to almost instinctively look twice? Sometimes so quickly that the neck gives a jerk that follows after the eyeballs have absorbed a phenomenal sighting? […]
The world feeds your eyes. Daily. Every eighty six thousand four hundred seconds of a day. Shut eye or glaring vision included. There are so many things to see. I […]
I have no affinity to lists, and have earlier depicted my distaste towards dissecting a passion, a chore or a piece of advice into a rounded number of pieces. (Only […]