10/03/2013

DEAR SAHIL



This simply is a letter to myself. I'm writing from so far away. From thousands of miles away. This subjective experience can be understood as a craziness. I'm not gonna stop till the time is up. Today, I just wore my 'blue piece' and put on a pair of killer heels. I call them killer since I believe that every lady deserves the oportunity to be frivolous. Anyway.. Nothing is external. I pose all the time naturally, you even cannot imagine how I made it such a funny way! Do you feel nourished or cursed by the wrath of my voice today? While you are reading this paradox of my inner-side lady thoughts, do not curious about what I'm doing. I smile, I cry, I laugh, I bless, I love, I miss. I breathe. (Breathe?) And this breathe does not mean to draw air into and expel it from the lungs. Nope! The ones who thinks that this is the natural process between oxygen and carbondioxide, are all wrong . What I really am doing is to draw thounds of miles into and expel it from the heart. Sun is up! Please keep going you all. Life has full of exits, why don't you quit? Sincerely.. 

sahil. xx






























Blue knit dress: My design (custom-made)
Heels: Zara
Shades: Louis Vuitton