dream of the red belltower

one of the best, and worst aspects, about shooting film is the delayed gratification. i took these ages ago and just got them back... but aren't they dreamy? opening up an envelope of newly-developed prints is magical, like climbing into a little time machine, and unexpectedly finding candy in it, too.

a love letter

harvard is a living testament to proust's words that "the only paradise is paradise lost." somehow, four feverish years have dissipated, leaving in its trace exquisite heartbreak. as i peruse images of this campus i feel unbearably homesick... its beauty draws forth such yearning that becomes only more painful as time elapses and distance grows.

it kills me to think of how long it will be before i am here again. it kills me even more to think that i will never really be able to return.

cute!

not sure if i can pull these off... but goodness they are cute. thank you!

so... i'm an alumna now!

congrats 2012! here's to commencing :)

another time and place

i've been quite remiss in taking photographs lately, which is so unlike me. but, i think i have some pretty valid excuses (like dancing.. and relaxing.. all the time). anyways, here are some photos from zermatt that i never posted before. just looking at these makes me so nostalgic. can i please go back to this place where street vendors sell moët and children get pulled along in sleighs rather than strollers?

light

dunster library

whenever i try to study here i always just end up looking around and marveling at the beauty. i mean, can you blame me?