sometimes, we don’t have much to turn to ashes.
we burn first kisses, pink virginity, white sheets.
songs, photographs, dreams, letters, rose petals, tears.
maiden names, oceans of love, red sunsets.
stepping stones. vain promises.
we burn bridges.
babette is wearing a vintage (70s), woolen dress by Emcar, hand-embroided by kinga.
she’s got felt, hand-embroided bandeau (also by kinga) on her head.
a ‘blue bird’ necklace by www.renesansowy.pl swings swiftly on her neck, while she dances to an old love song, she’s the only one to hear.