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From North to South | La Petal
https://lapetal.wordpress.com/2011/11/10/from-north-to-south
From North to South. As I write this, this very second becomes the past and the future ticks towards me at rapid pace. Yet in our minds memories stay as they sway our emotions and shape our being. A soft breeze blows in the balmy night as cicadas sing and bats cry; a candle flickers against the bare white walls. I haven’t written for a while now and my mind has been cluttered of ideas and inspirations, yet words have failed me as I tried to make any sense of them. Until Next Time my darlings. Thank you f...
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Distant Lands | La Petal
https://lapetal.wordpress.com/2011/09/19/distant-lands
My clothes cling to my body in the blistering heat; music plays a tap drips, birds sing of life as a butterfly flutters next to a sea of flowers. Seconds pass, many days go by in the endless sky, yet memories stay and sway our emotions, as we are reminded how fragile we are. If there are two things I crave for in summer that is coconut ice-cream and light dresses that can take me through balmy mornings, humid afternoons and steamy nights. Camilla. It can take you wherever you want. Takes colours and prin...
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C’est la vie | La Petal
https://lapetal.wordpress.com/2011/07/24/cest-la-vie
C’est la vie. I sit in the dimly lit room, lanterns hang above, open windows welcome a soft breeze; it dances with silk drapes, they drift with ease. Wasted time should be a sin, there is not a moment where we cannot be inspired, cannot learn and cannot grow. The most valuable lessons are often painful, yet the seduction of life still pulls us in. As blossoms grow in soft spring sun, seasons change, as does life. Too many people hurry by in the daze of reality and mixed within dreams. Soo pretty as usual!
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Rose Petal. | La Petal
https://lapetal.wordpress.com/2011/09/05/rose-petal
Cold coffee sits beside me, a soft breeze blows through open windows, flirting with silk drapes. They sway gracefully in rhythm as birds sing of life, cars thunder past. Spring is here, a new season comes as another leaves, bare trees bloom. Until next time my darlings. 12 thoughts on “ Rose Petal. September 5, 2011 at 2:08 pm. Your posts always make me swoon – love this. 🙂. September 5, 2011 at 8:12 pm. So lovely. the photos are dreamy! September 5, 2011 at 8:55 pm. September 5, 2011 at 9:06 pm. Fill i...
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Rouge | Mademoiselle Blush.
https://mademoiselleblush.wordpress.com/2011/12/12/rouge
Skip to primary content. December 12, 2011. A blanket of dark clouds stretch far above, they seem to have become a fixture in the sky, their tears hit the windows. Birds sing to a sea of drowning blossoms, the grey day ticks by. A day spent cuddled up in the warmth of a cashmere scarf, music enchanting the room, then later a coffee with a friend in the bustling city. 8220;Femininity is every woman’s gift”. Femininity through my eyes. Red Lipstick, Smoky eyes and nude lips; these two make up styles for me...
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The Melody of Life | La Petal
https://lapetal.wordpress.com/2011/09/29/the-melody-of-life
The Melody of Life. Soft sun kisses my cheek as a breeze whispers to my face, a vast mountain range scrolls in front of me. In the humid air cicadas sing and my soul hovers and waits, to see what the day will bring. Their melody of life collides with the song of birds, it seduces the air. Candles flicker against the white walls, she parts her red lips as a smile enchants her face. In the dim light her dark eyes glimmer. Eyes; the window to the soul as some say, their expression of sensuality and beauty, ...
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Flow | La Petal
https://lapetal.wordpress.com/2011/10/04/flow
As a soft wind blows, emotions flow and just like that life changes. Life grips us, at times strangles us, I have walked with a blind fold blinding me, getting pushed along and pulled by every whim and fleeting emotion. We fight against ticking time, the doings of the old and the mistakes from the past. I walk a fine line between light and dark, a line that is almost invisible to the naked eye. There is only one truth. Until next time my darlings. 15 thoughts on “ Flow. Dawn {The Alternative Wife}. There...
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Le Sac Des Filles | La Petal
https://lapetal.wordpress.com/2011/08/12/le-sac-des-filles
Le Sac Des Filles. Rains pours down from cloud filled skies, as it threatens a storm cars thunder by. People rush past in the bustling city streets as the rain hits the windows as a tear does a cheek. I sip a tea whilst music seduces the room, is there anything more warming than watching a cold day go by while sipping tea? Heels tapped against stone steps as I walked into the icy streets on the search for inspiration. Now lately (despite a very, very, very…. did I say very? So what is my perfect colour?
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Ce Jeu | La Petal
https://lapetal.wordpress.com/2011/08/02/fleur-de-saison-2
Blossoms bloom under the soft spring sun, birds sing to their loves as a light breeze playfully flirts with my dress. People chatter in the cafe courtyard, cutlery clatters, the rich smell of coffee lingers in the air. A child plays by the fountain and squeals with delight, trees bathe on the sundrenched patio. Spring time is here, a new season, new memories and new delights. A fresh page. Top notes; modern chypre fruity, with green top notes, tiger orchid, sweet toffee caramel and Indonesian patchouli.
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Galaxies in my head | Scribbled Thoughts & Coffee
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Scribbled Thoughts and Coffee. Scribbled Thoughts and Coffee. Galaxies in my head. Time passes me by, embracing my skin like soft wind, above the sky is empty and stretches in to eternity. As the ocean beckons me to its endless planes, adventure whispers a sweet melody to my ears. With every step welcomes new beginnings, yet I can’t help but feel lost in every shadow I leave in my wake. An ode to the inner turmoil of my self. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post. Love this, the idea o...