Sweet nightmare

I'll have my lace with the dark dreams of the forest captured in the web. I'll float with spring blossom in the breeze, but my eyes are sharp and my grip strong. I don't want your fairytales if I can't run with the wolf in the forest and follow the axe-man to a seedy motel. I want ice and a cold bite, a dress made of moonlight that casts its own spell. True heroines are only part sugar, and the rest is sharp spikes.

(Dolce and Gabbana, Marchesa, Marios Schwab, Coco de Coeur, Alice Kipps, Australian Vogue).

Why I love this woman and would like to steal all her clothes at night.

She would be my dream best friend - innocence and daring all at once. I love how free she looks.

Although I am thinking of growing my hair into a bob again, she makes me want to keep it short!

(Photos from agyness-deynonline.blogspot.com)

I'm not sorry...

that I chose to go against what you tried to make me. Your disapproving silences don't count, because this is so much more fun.

Because you only get one chance, and you should fill it with all the experiments and craziness you can.

(Photos from Lookbook and Noir xxx)