looked down. Bare feet were visible on the crystal drops of water that glittered like a stone most precious, and glistened, and shamelessly vain. She sat down, staring at the magical creatures of water, these subtle shapes and wanted this beauty, the grace and charm. She began to surround yourself with beauty, nay! itself sought August to be. Her hair was no longer tied in a bun clumsy, but it swirled with every movement, her eyes .. her eyes were blue like the sea, like an ocean, a free, clean, beautiful. Subtle movements czarowały lady, her beauty captivated. She loved beauty and because it has penetrated from the inside. On emanated grace!
And therefore I am. The need for beauty. Because beauty is a fashion, because the beauty of this literature. Because I love fashion (ahh what is trivial), because for some years, I live it. My wardrobe just in bloom, but I think that for some time, I'll be able to boast a small collection of specific miracles. Clothes, bags and shoes. And it is not spwodowane snobbery. Some live photography, others cook for me such a drive for life is fashion and literature. I will try to connect to this blog both of my passions. I hope that something will come of this interesting.
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