Facetune, for life.
When the past looks better than it actually is and the heartache of holes in your cashmere. Plus, my favorite things for rest, recovery and reality.
The trouble with nostalgia is that it’s typically stunning, void of the reality that lies in waiting for us. Sucked into the fantasy of what was or could have been, we long for an idealized version of the past, a part of ourselves that left long ago. Like Facetune for life, falling in love with what no longer exist.
My obsession with photography stems fr…
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