We are about to set foot in a new week and I’m not quite ready – my eyes have been half-closed all week, and my brain a little fried – yet recovery didn’t get it’s chance this weekend. But when your time is instead spent with a myriad of friends, adventuring different suburbs, and hoeing in to delicious meals, it may be worth it.
An internet-less getaway is what I need, and with time not permitting I turn to the eternal peace and functionality of Celine. The label has long deserved a solo post and runway look on this blog, but it is only finally now, with a half-functioning mind that I come to speak it’s glory.
The dreams of living a pilgrim life are calling me. Decked head-to-toe in floating garments, blending in with the surrounding deserts and seascapes. If you don’t hear from me in a week, don’t come looking for me, I’ll just be chilling in my nature-made hovel somewhere in the clifftops, belt bag in tow and strappy sandals on foot.
(Images from here)