joie de vivre

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joie de vivre

 

so she dances, dances to the music that only she can hear. there are fireworks. there are papers falling around her and it's a song, it's a tune that she moves in tempo with and the way she flies about the feeling. it's being in love. it's spinning and twirling and opening your arms again to the new days that come. it's there, and it's made of a word she can't contemplate yet. yes. she knows it now. joyful.

 

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this is supposed to be the last of the photos about the dress, at least until February, when I'll shoot with it again. I really had a blast taking this one and I couldn't have taken it without my darling. So assistant credit goes to the darling heart of mine, M. B.

 

Have a wonderful weekend, guys!

 

And let me just please ask you again: do not blog my photos without credit AND linking back; do not use weheartit.com to bookmark my photos and please please PLEASE don't instagram my work. Thanks to those of you who respect these requests.

 

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