secret sun

i've begun an unhealthy obsession with all things sparkly

and golden. my pale blue bedroom walls are slowly being

filled up with gold toned frames. and my collection of

flowers crowns and veils are now nestled between them. i

have a lot of religious memorabilia scattered around which

makes me think of the 'virgin suicides' aesthetic. one of

these days, i will gather some fluffy cotton and make

artificial clouds above my bed for sweeter dreams.





i love finding new (old) things that i have forgotten about

from my childhood. in my carebears suitcase, i found a tutu

but only the bottom remained in tact. the top portion is no

where to be seen. the gold sequins still glitter

brilliantly as i remembered it as a child. it was a

birthday gift and my cousin had a matching tutu as well. we

wore it, prancing around at a restaurant on my 4th

birthday. it's on videotape, and i'll never forget it now.

a piece of this memory is now pinned on my wall.

☆ ☆ ☆

and some day soon, matt and i will get promise rings.