If you don't imagine, nothing ever happens at all. She's wild and entirely romantic. The mind is just a dream-space for more creation. She lived in her dreams more than she lived anywhere else. Everyday was new, wrapped deeply in the little world that was hers. New York, the dreamland. She had lived her own small life all within herself, within New York.
knit shorts by Nastygal
shoes by Y.R.U.
photos by Christina Emilie