She Keeps Her Heart Protected...

Far Away From her Sleeve...

Thrill Of The Fight.

One Week.Smoke Free.Don't.Fucking.Bother.Me.

Fall finally.
New York fall.
Cold beautiful greys and browns.
Layers and layers.
Cashmere on Lace.
Wellies and socks.
Chelsea hunters, for the Chelsea lovers.
Out with the denim shorts, in with the baggy boyfriends.
Out with the summer fling, in with the winter cling.
Cling as in cuddle.
Someone to carry you over the puddle.
Or through it in your Chelsea wellies.
Baileys and coffee in the morning.
Warm your bellies.
Out with summer in with winter.
Forever a head spinner.
Never been thinner.

NYFW Style on the Street

Style at any age.

Blue blue baby.

Varsity blues.

Caution: You are in the presence of so much talent.

4 months Until I'm Flying Away

Going into the wild 

Concrete jungle 

And I'm never coming back 

Baby I'm sorry 

 But it's a fact 

I've loved here 

And I'll love again 

He'll be my first friend 

Ashes to ashes 

Set the past on fire 

Tell me you'll miss me 

You'r a god damn liar 

Push you away 

Don't you dare tell me to stay 

Leaving on a jet plane babe 

Rocket man 

And I'll be high as kite till then 

Crash and burn 

Reignite the flame 

Land in New York 

Just found fame