Spring is here and love is everywhere. My first wedding anniversery is nearing... and I need inspiration for the dress of the day. I just love some of the pictures from Vogue Australia (Sept 2010).
23 May, 2011
What Inspires You?
"Do we not all agree to call rapid thought and noble impulse by the name of inspiration?"
George Eliot
George Eliot
Whenever I look around, there is always something to inspire me. Some inspire me creatively, some inspire me emotinally and some me physically.
The "some" have been a boy, a book, a movie, a song , a picture, a place , a moment in my life. and many more.
This is my ode to all these inspirations... Thank you!!
13 April, 2009
Summer Time
Summer is here. It makes me lazy, it makes me crazy... but most of all it inspires me.


A something in a summer’s Day
As slow her flambe aux burn away
Which solemnizes me.
A something in a summer’s noon —
A depth — an Azure — a perfume —
Transcending ecstasy.
And still within a summer’s night
A something so transporting bright
I clap my hands to see —
Then veil my too inspecting face
Lets such a subtle — shimmering grace
Flutter too far for me —
The wizard fingers never rest —
The purple brook within the breast
Still chafes it narrow bed —
Still rears the East her amber Flag —
Guides still the sun along the Crag
His Caravan of Red —
So looking on — the night — the morn
Conclude the wonder gay —
And I meet, coming thro’ the dews
Another summer’s Day!
- Emily Dickinson
As slow her flambe aux burn away
Which solemnizes me.
A something in a summer’s noon —
A depth — an Azure — a perfume —
Transcending ecstasy.
And still within a summer’s night
A something so transporting bright
I clap my hands to see —
Then veil my too inspecting face
Lets such a subtle — shimmering grace
Flutter too far for me —
The wizard fingers never rest —
The purple brook within the breast
Still chafes it narrow bed —
Still rears the East her amber Flag —
Guides still the sun along the Crag
His Caravan of Red —
So looking on — the night — the morn
Conclude the wonder gay —
And I meet, coming thro’ the dews
Another summer’s Day!
- Emily Dickinson
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