It’s in the light of a sunny morning, and also in the sun’s resigned letter of goodbye, before the fall of the night; it’s in countless glasses of bloody marys, mojitos and pink martinis, on a decadent social masquerade that they like to call ‘night out with friends ’; it’s in lipstick, eye shadow and nail varnish; it’s in apples, bananas, cherries, plums or mangoes, and in pretty much every other fruit (or veggetable, for that matter) there is; it’s on platform heels and summer wedges, but also on pointed courts and diligent mary janes; it’s in Charlotte Free’s hair; it’s on shiny present boxes and toys; it’s in spring, summer and autumn; it’s in my little girl’s eyes, cheeks and otherworldly smile; it’s all over my clothes, in abundance; it’s also quite a lot of it in flowers and impressionist paintings; it’s in happiness and wide-eyed dreams; it’s in cheesy big-hearted tees; it’s in generosity and gratuitous kindness; it’s all over the goddamn place, and still it truly goes unnoticed by those with sorrow eyes and opaque hearts; it’s simple and easy going, but never the same; it makes beauty possible.
It is called ‘color’, and goes far beyond the rainbow.
It isn’t in the ghosts and nightmares of fucked up nights spent with nothing else but your bleeding consciousness and invalid heart, trying to spit out a fainted feeling to pass as good enough a proof of your so called ‘emotional’ state of being, while devils glance gleefully at your window, clapping hands and congratulating you on having managed to spit no more than yellow juices of your numb and dried up stomach; it isn’t in rage, hatred and pain; it isn’t in winter days, stuck up in the same blank scenery of cold, darkness and sad remains of nature; it isn’t in the rough and lousy clothes of the living dead people, with their eyes bare of the slightest gleam of life or self-awareness; it isn’t in screaming ruins and silent graveyards; it isn’t on the face and skin of a hardly living body with a missing piece of soul;
Its overwhelming lack makes beauty… certain.
* T-shirt – courtesy of Tina R, United Colors of Benetton cardigan, Zara shirt, vintage skirt, Topshop wedges
* Do check out this promising Romanian brand – Tina R, they offer a collection of very desirable pieces and… a great lot of COLOR! Also, there’s this fun contest aimed at all of you out there with stylish moms, find out more about it HERE.
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