Voices echoing from a point in time we cannot fully apprehend and yet time that contains and conjoins us all---be it via radioactive particles that travel in the air for a hundred thousand years, or through fragments of words and expressions that reverberate inside us long after we have turned the page.
The red dress is femininity, temptation, seduction, magnetism, provocation, and a fiery temperament - all wrapped up into one
Once upon a time in France, far far away from the superficial land of Hollywood and its craftily polished movie stars...
Colors bear their own code of associations, triggering an emotional reaction.
Woven. Yet keep on weaving...
I am here. Unashamed of my crystalline skin - So thin that one can hear the howl of blood through my veins
