We had sat on opposite wooden benches, resting on opposing marble walls. The cathedral was bare — the wobbly wooden chairs had been removed, exposing Latin prayers and the names of those buried underneath the marble floor. Continue reading
I wanted to give an ode to the most unforgettable women in literature…
Some women in this world belong in summer days on scorching roof tops, while others come into our world as fiery as a storm. Then there are some women, fictional women, who consume our inner lives because they are impenetrable and remain eternally enigmatic. Continue reading
How do you like to look like on most days darling?
I like to look like the dark and dreary village in my head by donning soft grey and winter white fashion. With most days spent talking to the people in my head — daydreaming and writing, writing and some more daydreaming, I tend to wear the colours that cause me the least amount of distraction.
I have donned grey Ts with a winter white pleated skirt and winter white Aran jumpers with grey shorts. I have read Anna Karenina in a grey knitted dress and told the story of Eduardo del Mar while wrapped in layers of winter white.
When everything starts to become hazy, I pair up the colours with a warm coloured shoe like burgundy or blue and go roam around the silent city for a while.
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