isn't it beautiful how life teaches you to never judge a book by its cover?despite all its delicacy, this dress survived fusion festival with me along with all the floods that came from above, rolling down the hills and falling asleep in hammoks in the disco ball forest.
there is something so magical about the parallel universe you enter as soon as you set up your tent on festival grounds, the idea of a completely alternative lifestyle keeps haunting me.
I feel a little homesick now that I don't live in a tent anymore.
at least there is confetti all over my bedroom floor.
these days I am busy working on a ridiculous long list of things that want to get done but I believe in doing things that make you happy at least once each day and not let life be ruled by duty.
so even though time seems to disobey all physical rules and decided to run twice as fast I will be found with my guitar or filling my eyes and mind with starlight for at least half an hour every day.
my special pleasure this week comes in a wooden basket: I got myself a whole kilo of blueberries at the market, nothing is quite as lovely as what seems like a neverending supply of my favourite fruit.
as we all love to play more than work: a little deer is hiding in this post, can you spot it?
also the boy and I were caught on film for a newspaper, I told them my last name was unicorn for the interview, I kind of want to keep it.
dress and kimono/blouse by romwe
photography by sarah patzak
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