Natasha Poly and the boys. Circles and rings. Dragons and kings. Weaving a charm and a spell. Neon Knights. All right.
Posts Tagged ‘ Womens ’
Caftans, halter dresses and tunics. Color burst and body flattering pieces. Little pink dress, hanging by her knees. Just overhead on the old trapeze.
A splash of color with light pastels. Stripes, skinny leggings and cargoes. Dreaming of how it’s supposed to be. But now this tunic’s spinning around my arms and knees.
Takizen Nep knits, Indian weaves and Native American patterns. Pearly Queen Biker at the pearly gates. Shake, rattle and roll.
Destroyed denim shorts and classic chino trousers. I dream of rain. I dream of fire. This desert rose, each of her veils, a secret promise.
À bientôt mon amour. Postcards from Paris. Ernest Hemingway and the 1920s-1930s. Café de Flore at the St-Germain-des-Prés.
