I’m arranging some blue hydrangeas in my dream.
I used to hate hydrangeas, but after learning about different varieties and seeing some spectacular specimens over the years, I’ve grown to love them.
I’m particular about them, though. I don’t know how to explain what makes a great hydrangea (yet), but I know one when I see one.
top photo, clockwise from top left: Agnes Martin, ulexite, Byredo Oud Immortel, glass tumbler, Craftsman and Wolves blackberry verbena cake
I’m wandering around a deserted island and find an empty house. Bells sound out in the distance. It’s time to get back.
I’m wandering an overgrown amphitheater. It’s colossal but worn, as if abandoned hundreds of years ago.
Ellery top / Asos pants / Chanel shoes / vintage earrings
We’re going around looking at the modern art. We’re trying to take pictures but we don’t really know why.
