“winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart.” // v. hugo
if you make like a bear during winter, and never looked or went outside, (east and north of california), you wouldn’t be faulted for thinking that spring was just around the corner.
every shop window and magazine cover at the moment is showing bare legs instead of pale, goose-bumped skin – windswept hair in the sun, instead of static-y, toque-limp mops; faces covered in the fiercest sunnies, shielding squinting eyes – instead of them protecting your eyesight from cold wind and ice-drifts. we’re being torn in two – the reality of it being obscenely wintery and the pull of needing it to be spring.
the only consolation prize is that you can fake a sunny glow, before you’re able to bare an ankle or two. let spring spring on your face, while the rest of you waits to catch up.
➝ source : big bang illusion lip gloss in space via lipstick queen
➝ source : nail varnish in misty morning via deborah lippmann
➝ source : highlighter in radiance via kjaer weis