blue hour under a blue moon. blue for you and the picture frames and the promise of a distant sea.
blue, you say, like a film reel unspooling in the breeze —
late afternoon oil paintings in the Elise Nuisette, as the light ripens and the fruit lingers on your skin —
dress in semi-sheer silk & Calais lace designed by @mavelleparis as part of my @mona_athens residency
limited availability via @house_of_shila
blue hour in the blue dream that lingers.
blue of collarbones and rolling papers and the moon-shaped question along a thigh. blue oil pastels and blue morning letters and your rainswept echo by the metro sign.
blue, you say, like catching a butterfly with your eyes closed.
lingering / limerence — for @selfandothers.store , in the dreamiest handmade victorian-inspired pieces
