Hi, am I meant to write something like BRB, bbe? Because I’m drowning in studying and way too much preparations pre New York and Cuba. Oh, I haven’t told you yet? Insanely last minute Daniel and I are off to 2 destinations we’ve been dreaming of doing together for quite some years. Yes, just like those annoying couples that make us say “Ewek” in the pseudo romantic comedy movies; ironically enough though I love being part of the ones people ewek at. And while my desk gets buried with more and more international law and history books every day (I am even starting to do free counselling around the UK EU membership referendum. purely from lack of self control and desire to be the lecturer friends).
But exams and politics aside, I have managed to put a post together for you. WARNING, the images might contain aggressive scenes of roses and petals, please check your pretty things radar.
Not sure why, this shoot and look kept bringing images of red roses, petals and all that to my overfilled mind. Maybe it’s because I love a bit of breast hint during the day, or maybe it’s the choker x leopard thing? Not sure what that has to do with flowers, but I’m sure if I asked Freud he’d give me an explanation. So yes, I decided it’s never good to ignore your inner instinct, and after all who minds some flowers? Hope you enjoy this little experiment, if you do, please let me know and I might even try some more; if you don’t, please lie. Just kidding… Or maybe not?
Photos: Daniel Dykes
Concept: Doina Ciobanu