☽ ☾ I'm in a constant state of efflorescence with the blood of my ancestors coursing through my veins. good/ bad witch. this includes my artworks. flowers, flowers, flowers!, mermaid lagoons.pollen. gardens. bunnies. sonnets at sunset. petrichor. sparkling jewels. berry stains. tormented lovers. erik satie stirs my spirit. the language of flowers. fridge art. melon soda. my muse: the moon. seahorses. gypsy caravans. debussy. pre-raphaelite lips. most things vintage. carnivals. anthomania. tide pools. flower petals brushing against flesh. the exotic. the eclectic. embellishments. secret gardens. accessories. kitsch. the mating rituals of animals.literature. collarbones. poetry. seas of flowers. colors cascading. the season of the witch. fashion. lunacy. i am nature's bejeweled bride with an eternal love for nyc. sometimes nsfw.
a.k.a. kiki a.k.a. bunny. one & only.
this is just a glimpse of an extension of myself, and i'm here to inform you that any knowledge you hope to gain on me and my life won't be found here so, GTFO you sick sod.
"Lost in the colors of the Atlantide, the colors running into one another without frontiers. Fishes made of velvet, of organdie with lace fangs, made of spangled taffeta, of silks and feathers and whiskers, with lacquered flanks and rock crystal eyes, fishes of withered leather with gooseberry eyes, eyes like the white of egg. Flowers palpitating on stalks like sea-hearts. None of them feeling their own weight, the sea-horse moving like a feather.."