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    Katerina Jane

    I can't seemingly sum up my profession in a mere word or two. I write, photograph, style, paint and explore, I just yearn to create. That is what I do, I create, whether it's through words, image or film, this site is a documentation of just that. You'll find editorial pieces, short stories, vintage finds and secret getaways all here, not just of fashion but of literature, art and history too. Don't be a stranger & I hope you enjoy my content. With love, Kat

    AS THE LEAVES FALL

    what i'm wearing

    rust orange coat from primark, floral last season zara dress, nasty gal boots and my usual jack wills cross body bag










    With the sun still striking through the crisp Autumn air, the kettle is forever boiling, myself hidden away underneath thick, soft blankets by the fire with my love, there's a winded down sense of calmness - normally there'd be an eager rush with less sunlight, then hours in the day, but no, I feel wonderful. The air feels slow but sharp, keeping me awake without the need for a worrying intake of caffeine, I'd normally find myself lacking as the seasons turn and the darkness caves in, but there's subtle excitement watching the streets and parks go from green to reds and knowing the festivities are ahead of us. My best friend and I are whisking ourselves away to Paris at the start of next month, I've never been before, let alone to France - no doubt you'll find us in a gallery, sipping coffee on every street, camera in hand, in awe of the romantic city. I've heard others talk of the city in tune of a delicate love letter, the saying "we'll always have Paris", seems to reckon with a lot of people,
    and I sure hope it's true. See you soon Paris.

    with love, Kat

    what i'm wearing

    rust orange coat from primark, floral last season zara dress, nasty gal boots and my usual jack wills cross body bag










    With the sun still striking through the crisp Autumn air, the kettle is forever boiling, myself hidden away underneath thick, soft blankets by the fire with my love, there's a winded down sense of calmness - normally there'd be an eager rush with less sunlight, then hours in the day, but no, I feel wonderful. The air feels slow but sharp, keeping me awake without the need for a worrying intake of caffeine, I'd normally find myself lacking as the seasons turn and the darkness caves in, but there's subtle excitement watching the streets and parks go from green to reds and knowing the festivities are ahead of us. My best friend and I are whisking ourselves away to Paris at the start of next month, I've never been before, let alone to France - no doubt you'll find us in a gallery, sipping coffee on every street, camera in hand, in awe of the romantic city. I've heard others talk of the city in tune of a delicate love letter, the saying "we'll always have Paris", seems to reckon with a lot of people,
    and I sure hope it's true. See you soon Paris.

    with love, Kat
    . Tuesday, 2 October 2018 .

    2 comments

    1. So gorgeous! Have an amazing time in Paris! Xx

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    2. Your writing is so effortlessly beautiful! Also you look amazing. xxx

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