There was a time when I thought I could walk on water. Or lily pads, more like. It was the middle of winter in Ballarat. And even though it was absolutely freezing cold, the fountain lined with pretty lilies was irresistible. Until I stepped on one and realised that no, I could not walk on water, nor could I walk on leaves floating on water. Nowadays I prefer to wear my lily flowers in the form of a nice dry print. Love this Cohen blouse layered with winter woollies when it's cold.
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Lily print love
There was a time when I thought I could walk on water. Or lily pads, more like. It was the middle of winter in Ballarat. And even though it was absolutely freezing cold, the fountain lined with pretty lilies was irresistible. Until I stepped on one and realised that no, I could not walk on water, nor could I walk on leaves floating on water. Nowadays I prefer to wear my lily flowers in the form of a nice dry print. Love this Cohen blouse layered with winter woollies when it's cold.
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