Yesterday I went to a harp festival in a beautiful mausoleum. I wondered into candlelit alcoves and listened to beautiful music from different parts of the world. I decided I want to marry a harpist, every night I will be serenaded to sleep by the plucking of strings. I will feel as if the angels are kissing my cheeks and whispering goodnight.

Dress: Vintage

Slip: Thrifted

Shoes: Sanita

Necklace: Vintage Cloisonne