Stay Gold
Thursday, August 7, 2014
Into the tiny forest that seems endless, a mist lingers in the air. The shade leaves a cool sensation hovering above your face, only broken by specks of lighting stealing the umbrage.
"The sun shone high those few summer days
Left us in a soft, wide-eyed haze
It shone like gold
It shone like gold"
Dress: Free People// Shoes: thrifted// Bra: Free People
