“in diving to the bottom of pleasure we bring up more gravel than pearls.” // h. de balzac

i never thought much of pearls.

i thought them to be dated – pretty, but old-fashioned with a whiff of the staid. they were a remainder of days gone by, a heyday of white gloves and high necklines; of wing-tipped shoes, and of a time i have very little affinity with.

of course, chanel wore them. but that never made much difference to me. yet now – i’ve begun to see these milky nacre in a wholly modern light. and though i’ve never thought of myself as the type of girl to wear a strand of pearls, i’d most assuredly love to see one slinked around my wrist.





➝ source : all the pretty things by himo martin via pearls before swine


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