Monday, 7 November 2011


Autumn has been my favourite season for as long as I can remember having a favourite season. The best thing are the changing hues of nature you get to see around this time. Later I learned that autumn is associated with melancholy since the warm sunny days are gone and a cold white winter waits at its end.

To quote from Keats' "To Autumn" would be a very fitting way to describe autumn

"Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,-
While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,
And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;
Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn
Among the river sallows, borne aloft
Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;
Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft;
And gathering swallows twitter in the skies."

peasant sleeve orange top with sequins and pattern from 109F

Levi's Curve ID, Black stole from Delhi

layered neck piece from

Wipe off the Monday blues!Have a great day! :-D

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