Some see beauty, But I see pain
Reminiscing to that night..
That unforgettable night, when time was oblivious
And our souls reached out
For what we knew then.. we had no idea
That beauty is pain.
The Musings of a Writer / Freelance Editor in Training
Her whiskey eyes tell all.
Creating textile designs, prints and surface patterns for fashion, accessories, furnishing, homeware, logos, stationery, packaging, theatre and art
fashion & makeup
Sharing our outdoor experiences and books along the way...
Are you listening?