Tuesday, June 15, 2010

...the only excuse for making a useless thing is that one admires it intensely...


"The studio was filled with the rich odor of roses, and when the light summer wind stirred amidst the trees of the garden there came through the open door the heavy scent of lilac, or the more delicate perfume of the pink flowering thorn." 
Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

 



Sophie Srej by Wendy Bevan for Marie Claire Italia, June 2010, via Fashion Gone Rogue