Vermilion Shades

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One warm morning I lay in my bed caressed by the ray of sunlight pointing like a golden finger through the dust particles in the air. Stretching like a lazy cat, I stuck my toes out from under the sheets and wiggled them, enjoying the feeling. 

Then, lots of light! Someone had pulled the curtain open.. A smiling face beamed at me.

"Hello, sleepy head!" he whispered.. "It's a beautiful day!"

And so I discovered when we went on the terrace, as the sun filtered through the leaves turned everything into a symphony of soft greens. 

The air felt warm on my cheeks for the first time in months, and that afternoon I wandered around streets of blossomed trees, fascinated by the shades of melted vermilion the town was covered in. At one point it felt like I was part of an old movie. London does that a lot, and especially when the sun makes that perfect golden hour light that is reflected in all of the windows...

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I was wearing The Kooples black dress, Zara leopard print shoes (Similar Here), vintage leather bag (Similar Here) and black beret (Similar Here).