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Tis the season

December 13, 2011


Czech vino

December 12, 2011

Sometimes, all you want is a nice rose at midnight.

Don’t think twice

December 9, 2011

Studying for finals is so stressful! And this is how I deal:


December 7, 2011

Taken at the Chanel store in Vienna Austria. I die.


December 6, 2011

“…But these houses have started decaying,the shutter paint fading in the stripping sunlight. Grass growing through the cracked foundation reminds us that Man’s creations last only for a while, until he,too, starts to decay”

December 5, 2011

It’s snowing right now. The sky is speckled and spotty with little white crystals that stick to your windshield and eyelashes. If you stare into the sky it looks like a spinning vortex circling around you, making you dizzy, making you vulnerable.

Notes of remembrance

December 3, 2011

“Some people hold on to photographs as links to their past. They press wrinkled film photos into the plastic covering of an album, turning its pages every so often to remember their lives, or fill box upon box with flash frozen memories to open when the time feels right. Throughout my life, I have done the same, only my memories are proudly displayed in glass bottles on a shelf. Each a little different from the other, some slender, others large and square, they act as capsules that contain fragments and moments in time.  I find myself catching the tail-end of a scent and instantly being transported to a time that compliments the smell, with specific detail to colour and shadow, age and season much like a scene in a movie. I find that perfume acts much like a photograph, triggering an emotion or feeling, only more specifically”.

This is the intro to the story im writing for a non-fiction class. It goes into detail about specific perfumes and the memories that they hold.