Photographed By Ellinor Forje
Pronovias. My room's view. The street turned me into half a Peeping Tom as it's a fashion festival in and of itself. Ah, but the dress. Everyone stopped and stared. Once when I was walking behind a group of tourists, I'm assuming they were, I heard one of them gasp for breath and say, "This would be perfect for my imaginary wedding!"
The others second that emotion.
Pronovias. My room's view. The street turned me into half a Peeping Tom as it's a fashion festival in and of itself. Ah, but the dress. Everyone stopped and stared. Once when I was walking behind a group of tourists, I'm assuming they were, I heard one of them gasp for breath and say, "This would be perfect for my imaginary wedding!"
The others second that emotion.
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