Never ending days...

What if I blend my self among the waters from the rain with the clouds as vanishing starters? What if Peter? Couldn't you be merciful and teach me how to fly? Perhaps I would be closer to my needs...Sometimes winter knocks you out with such a strong impulse that you can't close your eyes and believe in mesmerizing beauties! It is, indeed, snowing inside...like a lilly, I'm not that special nor even that rare...but I'm meaningful! Is that a good thing? If this is just the time of wondering, I wonder when will this steady wait end? Not as if it is unknown...cause it is not...nor even as I am not willing to give it all...but I would happily fall asleep to wake up just then! Just to be able to stare to those shiny little eyes...just to feel again the warm touch of knowing it all! I miss everything now...My mind fills me with the illusion of an imminent touch, a newborn clumsiness to wake up just because that simplicity of a shared silence is perfect...I don't want to leave dreamland! Am I a lost boy?  "Second to the right, and straight on til morning!" Everyday closer and closer to you...

Then It will be a Laugh and a Sunny day! I'll always be by your side...

And so it went towards the sun...

I would like to make it last forever...the days of perfection...reality to remain just like that: perfect with all the tiny imperfections! Sometimes I feel that those days have never went way, and the Alice within me has never became mute...I believe in starting a new breakfast tradition, just like wonderland; six impossible things...I would not think about a rabbit wearing a fashionable waistcoat, specially because it would be a rather obvious awful use for the sweet piece of clothe, neither would I became addicted to the picture of singing like flowers or a smoking caterpillar...indeed, my impossible things would be more like a bunch of stories where nothing wrong would be possible to happen to good people! Smells...oh, our sweet song to memory (the most permanent memories are born from smells, you know?)...I remember every smell, every song, every little spark of light, I remember it all! So, for that, our dream days will never go way...Whether they might seem quite distant now, far from their returning, they are too more precise, specially because we've learnt how our dance synchronizes itself...I always knew that Alice would always find the way to understand my heart...and for my remarkable addiction to her story I can not ask for more forgiveness! Lewis Carrol, Cheers to your mad story...despite its rather dubious source...It will always inspire me! 

Let me ask you: If you had to elect a "fairy-tale" character that suits you better who would he/she be? Well, I've always found myself in between; Alice? Jack Skellington? Peter Pan? I think I am quite a match to every single one of them...in certain aspects, of course...

Ok...lets continue the subject...Where was I? Oh yes...picturing my memories. When, in my whole life, would I think about going to the Reptilia section of a Zoo??? I HAVE HERPETOPHOBIA FOR CHRIST SAKE!!! So I would never, ever, picture that...still I went! Why? I don't know...it's just a matter of trust! Oh How I loved the beach...Jumping from rock to salty rock, from salty rock to the ocean! I know...I didn't actually jumped to the ocean and for that I'm sorry...too damn cold water...besides that huge point of wrongness in this whole image, I thank You for it all!

This was a rather casual look...not that amazing...but this day was a remarkable day, as my whole holidays! :D...Tell what you think

PS: I'm wearing my armour ring! Love it!!!

Pics taken by André

T-Shirt Pull&Bear

Flannel Shirt Vintage

Shorts DIY (from some old pants)

Shoes ZARA

Bag Vintage

Ring Mediaeval fair in Braga (Portugal) XD

All photos taken in Foz (Porto, Portugal)

Green Tolerance

Surprise, surprise...here we go on another long way trip...There's tenderness in my actions...you probably wonder sometimes 'where are those cute tender whispers'. Well, you've seen them so well during these now passed tic-tac's of perfection...it is about to rebut my organic system, from a well made close range static arrow heart to an elder telekinetic far reaching still all loving, all passionate projectile. Let it be...my long well known chameleon soul, a rather peculiar one, have now find a new way to go. The truth is: I've always care too much to let myself go and get lost. Despite that very uncomfortable passed truth, I'm not that person any more...or I would never let my inner self travel by other's hand towards a foreign forest... I know that the Seeds of Eight will grow stronger each day, lingering each mumble of sorrow just to say: I'll always be on my way...to the place where I can find you...always ahead...stretch your arm...there, there...you've reached me!

Last days of peace...yeah it's true! The most remarkable Summer of all my life has indeed came to another checkpoint ('cause next year there will be more) :D... I'm giving you more details about my summer outfits...hope you like them!

Pics taken by André

Hat H&M

T-Shirt ZARA

Drapped Cardigan ASOS

Green Chinos ZARA

Oxfords ZARA

Bag VINTAGE (from my mother's wardrobe)

Sunglasses Ray-Ban