Mariane Fukuda
More ideas from Mariane
I'll never let you head hit the bed without my hand behind it...

I'll never let you head hit the bed without my hand behind it.

The smell of her hair, the taste of her mouth, the feeling of her skin seemed to have got inside him, or into the air all around him. She had become a physical necessity.

"The smell of her hair, the taste of her mouth, the feeling of her skin seemed to have got inside of him, or into the air all around him. She had become a physical necessity" - George Orwell, 1984 So beautiful.

Hanging lights for an outside wedding

DIY Lighting Tealight candles dangled from shades of purple ribbon among the trees surrounding Melody and Adam's wedding venue. As the reception progressed, the candlelight (and bistro lights hung above) cast a romantic glow over the yard.