Tonal Tuesday: this is not a fairy tale.

Rustling leaves crunching under your feet. Frost settling into air and your lungs. No snow just cold. Cold. Cold. Everyone’s breath has become clouds, exhaled into the winter.

Tonal Tuesday: lovely little thing

Delicate and saucy. Satin underpinnings. Coy, rolling shoulders & eyelash flutters. Girlish and game.