Shot this last week @ the V&A (the same day I met up with Claire, come to think of it). Ran past this girl & got this quick shot. If that doesn't sum up how I remember the endless days hanging out with my best friend in high school. She was always so bored, always waiting for something: for summer. For summer to end. For college to start. For our lives to begin.
Now, time is speeding away so fast I can barely hold on and grab it and enjoy the ride.
I'm sure this girl was just waiting for someone, and I'm reading way too much into it.
It seems right now that everyone is either wearing all black, or all white. (The females amongst us, that is: males are going all peacock on us all of a sudden, and anything goes). All I want to wear is white white white. Oh and btw I love her sandals: bits of jewels on her feet. Which reminds me of an old Paul Simon song, Diamonds on the Soles of her Shoes. For you kids out there who don't know it, click play: I really want to know if any of you love it as much as I did then, or am I just a sad old fart.