I found this shoot via ruffled blog linked from the working class magazine. I love how summery and vintagey it is. clap clap.
philter \FIL-tur\, noun: Some things you can feel coming. You don't fall in love because you fall in love; you fall in love because of the need, desperate, to fall in love. When you feel that need, you have to watch your step; like having drunk a philter, the kind that makes you fall in love with the first thing you meet. It could be a duck-billed platypus. -- Umberto Eco.
Monday, 9 August 2010
Summer of Love
I found this shoot via ruffled blog linked from the working class magazine. I love how summery and vintagey it is. clap clap.
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