chanel resort 2011
I'm so sick of the rain and cold, can't stop thinking about summer and the perfume of the sunscreen cream and flats and long floaty dresses and the sea and ... The problem is that I shoudn't be thinking about this stuff because I should study and start writing my diploma. There is real life out there, on in the other hand, I'm in a perpetual state of yearning (for romance?adventure?shouldn't I be chasing lions somewhere or strutting down the Riviera instead of ...well, a normal life*?).
*You must excuse me, I'm in a really strange mood. Obviously, I'm blaming the weather. But let us take a deep breath. Let's admire Karl's latest collection and read some poetry. Oscar Wilde was quite right when he wrote:
I adore simple pleasures.
They are the last refuge of the complex.
The picture of Dorian Gray