A sandman. I know, it’s been exactly a month since I’ve been back in Seoul, and I wish I could stop posting my California pictures, but it’s proving impossible.
Stairway to heaven
I like expensive candles.
Higher prices do not mean better quality for such items: clothes, coffee, tacos, pens, notebooks, makeup, skincare. But candles — yes.
Candles change mood. Good ones don’t overpower you with fragrance. The glass, the color, the wick - all important. Candles feel like a friend, burning there on your desk when you’re alone.
But of course, at the beach you don’t need candles, you have all this.
Laguna Beach from Pearl Street
No one there except the two on the left on a gloomy June weekday.
I absolutely love this photo that my sister took on Christmas day at Laguna Beach. I suck and can’t even properly identify this sport, but these two look seriously awesome in the every-man-is-an-island sort of way.
Who are these people that chucked christmas and decided to go in the water? And what happens if a wave comes?
