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Zimmermann Spring 2022 RTW 🩰
“Your light floral presence is like water. Your purity radiates natural charm.”
— Li Qingzhao, tr. by Jiaosheng Wang, from “Celebrating a Slow Luminous Dawn,”
Audrey Hepburn in Love in the Afternoon (1957)
by Jochen Lempert
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Vikki Dougan / photo by Ralph Crane, 1958.
“She gives pearls and flowers, she gives songs and dreams,”
— Edith Södergran, from Love & Solitude: Poems (1916 - 1923); “Pain,”
Spring and Summer makes me think of that part of Marie Antoinette 2006 when Marie and her court are at Petit Trianon, wearing those milkmaid dresses, collecting strawberries and reading in a little boat.
me as a fish tbh
i love when flowers close in the evening like good night girl i love you sleep tight
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Dearest love: the roses are in bloom again, cream and rose, to either side of the brick walk. I pass among them with my white umbrella as the sun beats down upon the oval plots like pools in the grass, willows and the grove of statuary. So the days go by. Fine days I take my tea beneath the elm half turned, as though you were beside me saying flowers that could take your breath away...
Louise Glück, from brennende liebe in "poems 1962-2012"
“Spring has kissed everyone again,”
— George Sarandaris, tr. by Kimon Friar, from Modern Greek Poetry; “Spring Will Commit Murder,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
imagine everything in life blossoming for you, suddenly and all at once
there isn’t a brain in my head there’s only reems and reems of pink satin ribbon tying into a big knot
to be a woman and feel so deeply and intensely about everything is a beautiful trait. don’t let the world take that from you. to be able to feel emotions throughout your body, to be able to openly cry when you’re happy, sad or mad, to be able to feel the emotion you feel completely so you don’t cause trauma. to feel is to heal. to feel is to survive. you are not broken, you are living.