“I freeze and burn, love is bitter and sweet, my sighs are tempests and my tears are floods, I am in ecstasy and agony, I am possessed by memories of her and I am in exile from myself.”
― Francesco Petrarca,
While the above quote may seem melodramatic, it's how I feel this time of year. Spring is my favourite season. The very air is heavy and pregnant with promises of warm breezes kissing your skin, fragrant with ozone from all the green things breathing after slumbering for so long. By the end of March I am practically rabid for the balmy winds I know are coming.
In another brilliant collaboration with Robert Skuja Photography, I embody winter, as she prepares to bid farewell for another year.
Fur Stole: Holt Renfew (vintage circa 1926)
Crown: Crystal Countess
Hair and Makeup: By Yours Truly