When a flower grows wild, it can always survive - wildflowers don't care where they grow.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
We're All Mad Here
Nothing like the season of braided hair, red wine on balmy evenings and walking home barefoot after dancing all night long. Also which other season allows you use unbearable heat as an excuse for scandalous outfits and spritzers at noon? Isabelle Bohemian Musings