It's a serious addiction...
like dark chocolate...
...and letters from Chile...
...black licorice...
...fairytales...
...Prince Charming...
...slaying dragons...
...and building castles in the clouds...
...wasabi...
...shaved legs...
...summer dusk...
...old pictures...
...it's an addiction that I have reawakened...
...old hats...
...lace and leather gloves...
...fur stoles...
...the classic trench coat...
...scarves...
...antique jewelery...
...gold...
...heels...
...chiffon gowns...
...for my addiction.
I don't love runway fashion.
I don't love models that look like aliens.
Or clothes that look like heinous crimes.
Or styles that make you wish you didn't have eyes to witness.
I love finesse...
...unity...
...natural beauty...
I love that I'm not going anywhere with this
because I can't figure out where exactly I want to go.
I love elegance...
...I love elegance.
I'm addicted to elegance.
Elegance captivates me.
I respect it.
I think everyone does.
...or everyone should.
It's grace and simplicity...
...refinement and honor...
...taste and gentility...
It's being born to wear ball gowns...
...and looking like you're wearing one...
...when you're really wearing an old sweater and jeans.
It's something I strive for...
...but will probably never attain.
I enjoy it anyway.
I love it anyway.
random...
The Impossible Dream
Little Women
... random.
I've been looking at fashion blogs over the last two days.
Hence the raving.
Here are a few that I found...
{this is glamorous} http://citified.blogspot.com/
http://www.sarahklassen.com/
http://www.absolutelyladylike.com/
http://fashiontitbits.blogspot.com/
...I wish I had the money...
...then again I'm glad I don't.
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