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.

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

love, from the stars above

the sretsis 'up in the clouds' and matina amanita 'matilda and her gypsy prince' collections have both stirred my eyes and my mind. this new obsession has unearthed my deeply rooted love for astronomy.

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i am reminded of the time matt and i went to see the fireworks this year on a cool summer evening. we climbed to the top of a mountain secluded from everyone. despite the bugs, weird noises in the bushes (bats?), eerie painted sky, and rough terrain up a mountain...despite all that, it was magical. we were as high as the hawks that roamed the skies. and everything that was bright, sparkled.



this new layout is my romantic interpretation of all this starry-eyed inspiration.

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for my star

this summer:



i went to the blue army shrine of fatima with matt. we

walked along past mystical sculptures of religious figures in the woods. and

then ate home made icecream at a farm that had goats.



i swam in a swimming hole with matt & friends in western

mass. and when we were lucky, we'd find a crawfish gliding

along the rocks underneath the water.

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i had a lovely fried clam + calamari dinner with matt in

rhode island and then we explored the beach there for a

little bit.



i finally used my diana dreamer camera for the first time.

if shoegaze was in a picture format, this would be it.

fuzzy, obscured, and ethereal.



i now have "medium length" hair.

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fin.