Sunday 22 January 2012





you twirl around a chequered floor, dance across an endless hall… leaving a shimmering pile of satin and sequins neglected on the floor. You think of candy cane and dreamlike scarves, diamond pins and milky bars… you whirl around in ballet shoes, dainty ribbons and fairy cakes… leaving behind piles and piles of pastel tulle…

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