“ You are imperfect, permanently and inevitably flawed. And you are beautiful.”
― Amy Bloom
This place reminds me of my grandma. As a young woman she would wander through the Wintergardens on her lunch break from working in the city, just as I am today. The exterior is spotted and worn now but to me it is the most alluring element it possesses. I am in awe of it's endurance and the gems that occupy it's dusty barricade. I trace through the pathways brimming with bright-eyed flowers, marvelled by array. Like a kid in a candy shop. But out of all the optical delights the sunflowers remain my most cherished.
Playsuit: Little One | Blouse:Thrifted | Bag:Thrifted | Shoes:Thrifted | Belt:Thrifted | Hat:Thrifted | Sunglasses: Cotton On
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