I just remembered to watch Breakfast at Tiffany's again... This photo in an old folder reminded me... I have so many neat little pics tucked away i might stuff my blog full of them in the morning. I wish we could get away with wearing these sorts of beautiful dresses today, they're so much nicer than jeans and tshirts. Grungy girls only paint their nails black so they don't look dirty gosh! No not really, i read that somewhere... Cute though. Or maybe, no, yes - it was about hookers hehe.
I like this photo, no, i love it. They are so cute! What an understatement.. This photo, in all sincerity, makes me silent, it humbles me in a strange way, unbeknown to me. It makes me smile, a sort of 'gazing out at the window' smile, a distant happiness. War time photos never fail to enthrall my attention - whether out of shock or surprise. what beautiful little things. To think they're my grandmother's age now, I feel Dorian Gray sneaking upon my thoughts now. Quick hide! Ah Sex & The City DVDs are screaming at me. Bisous x
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