One day my love loved me, and a while later came a much bigger love – so completely profound, whole, natural, terrifying and true.
I marvel at how lucky am i. how lucky are they. if not for that loving on those very days, would they still be? i dare not imagine otherwise.
Ivy, Mason and I visited Sherrie in her brothers apartment on Magic Mountain. Next year she’ll marry Javier there. It’s so beautiful, with the Pacific Ocean all around – I can’t wait to do their photos!
Ivy lay around on the carpet, taking in the views. I can never resist picking up the camera when she’s around!
This woman, and her glorious clothing, have changed my life. Overnight I’ve gone from being a huge devotee of the oh so elegant peasant skirt teamed with Havianas (yes, I know it’s sooo 2005) to wanting to own a closet full of pencil skirts, pointy stilettos and twinsets. Forget gloss, I want to wear lipstick. And stockings. I think I want an apron. Oh the possibilities!!
(Now, if I could just get out my pyjamas…)
