The lady and the tramp

Cold nocturne streets, aristocrats and mansions. This is the life of a lady, not for tramps. But sometimes if a tramp looks in a ladies house, they get hypnotized in a world where everything is possible. That's when the story begins, with the lady and the tramp.

Waking up like a princess, seeing the light coming through the white curtains. Clapping in my hands and the lights go one, walking to the balcony where my breakfast is served on a white and blue plate with golden reckoning.

Black and white, black always will be black and white always white. The clothes can change. the house can change, but the persons will always be the same, just like black is black and white is white.

Cosmic love

Thousand glitters around me, flying in the atmosphere. Every person has got glitters, but sometimes you need special eyes to see them.

With my cosmic pants and my black boots am I waiting from morning till afternoon to get the tickets for the amazing  Florence+the machine performance. Those 6 hours were worth to breath, feel and see the cosmic love of life, valentines day and Florence.

Colors in the winter wonderland, like a rainbow in the nightsky

No colors no life, no clothes no fashion. Bring colors to the winter with the dark nightskies, don't be afraid to shine, You only can regret the things you don't do. Don't be the girl next door, be the girl in the orange pants.

It's a no go without a fashion partner in crime. Crossing all those cold streets, footsteps in the snow and be as crazy like you never did. Party, booze and extraordinair creatures are the only thing you need right now.  Experience, live, have the most random moments ever and be free, before it's al over. Those are the nights that are the most crazy and totally unexpected. We are the night that goes into the day, the creatures of the night that change in the light. We are the orange and blue that will live forever in the memories of those crazy people in that crazy unforgettable  night.