“He was now in that state of fire that she loved. She wanted to be burnt.”
― Anaïs Nin, Delta of Venus
Burnt by the flame of his fire.
Transitioning from red to orange until tiny sparks of blue sear my brain cells.
A pause. A calm. A slow cooling of temperatures.
I relive the part when I burnt orange and I smile.
This orange-y shirt makes me smile because it's so easy to pull over my head and even without ironing it looks effortless. Paired it with this very light neon coral pants and cobalt blue shoes for a simple chic dressed-up look.
Marian Grey shoes / Kimi shirt / HM jeans