The soul becomes dyed by the color of its thoughts and nothing burns as much as the cold or love. She prefers to do things only once, like living only once and loving only once, but this once can last forever. She doesn’t paint dreams or nightmares, she paints her own reality, yet she’s a dreamer. She’s the architect of her life, of her joy and sadness. She tends to feel everything or nothing at all. Falling for her is just another way to fly. She can’t steal your vision, your thoughts or your memories, but the can steal your heart. She’s the Queen of Hearts.
dress by Ramona Cojocaru