On me dit que nos vies ne valent pas grand-chose
Elles passent en un instant comme fanent les roses
On me dit que le temps qui glisse est un salaud
Que de nos chagrins il s'en fait des manteaux
So, the song in the midst the pictures is by the French presidents wife, Carla Bruni. And excuse my french..but its a cute love song the title means " Someone told me". The few words basically say I am told that our liuves are not worth much. It passes in an instant, like wilting roses. I was told that time that passes is like a bastard that cloaks himself in our sorrow/grief... Its a really sweet song.
I don't mean to make you take a notebook and look back and find a sense of solitude where you are alone with your thoughts and all that deep ish. Just to grab life by the horns and conquer the bull.
In the past few weeks, I went to Zambia for a wedding. I got the ELLE internship starting in June (yay). I had a huge graduation party thrown for me, I stopped and counted my blessings.
What has happened to make you look back and make you thankful for love/life/happiness?
Outfit : Black poofy skirt (yde), Black pumps (zoom), black net hat, black top (krush culture).
ps: I dyed my hair, yah, my actual hair... love the change. What do you think?
