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2.25.2010

Ocean. Sunlight. Yellow.

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9 comments:

  1. Stacy25.2.10

    Ahhh so beautiful and whimsical! This makes me wish yellow was my color. :)

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  2. Melissa25.2.10

    What a lovely dress, it looks like a dream to me. Yellow is such a nice color!

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  3. ☮25.2.10

    Ohmygosh, This is beautiful.
    I love yellow.<3

    xx, Melissa
    www.dearellaxolily.blogspot.com

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  4. Barry25.2.10

    This takes me back to a warm summer day, the memory of which lies somewhat obscured by time's haze, but still lingers ever-present.

    As I made my way down a neighbourhood sidestreet one July afternoon I noticed a young woman approaching, clad in a white flowing sundress. The light revealed her before me as a darkened silhoutte against the sun's radiant backdrop. As she moved the sheer fabric played around her in the breeze, teasing her legs.

    It was like a scene from an art film, seeing this ethereal vision of femininity and beauty. I wanted to stop, to tell her how captivating she was. But how could I ever have explained without seeming a smitten fool? How do I not seem so now?

    Thank you for posting this Lacey. If only for a few sweet moments you've brought back my summer.

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  5. Anonymous25.2.10

    Beautiful.

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  6. Heather Taylor26.2.10

    Me too, there's so much light captured in these photos.

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  7. Anonymous27.2.10

    love that dress!!!

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  8. Cristina M. Ch.27.2.10

    What a beautiful dress... what a sunny beach day... it evocate so many memories and feelings under my skin :)

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  9. Rachel Elizabeth4.3.10

    Come to San Diego, we are all about the sun and the surf.

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