Night out

Two glasses of white wine give you a different perspective on ballet. 

And nothing can top going out for one and ending up meeting most of your favourite people in a single evening. 

// Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all, when there was doubt
I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all and I stood tall and did it my way

I've loved, I've laughed and cried
I've had my fill, my share of losing
And now, as tears subside, I find it all so amusing
To think I did all that
And may I say, not in a shy way,
'Oh, no, oh, no, not me, I did it my way'

For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught
To say the things he truly feels and not the words of one who kneels
The record shows I took the blows and did it my way!

 photos by EAK from all around eve

Wearing cropped trousers with missing tags, handmade leather jacket, crop top by Creativity, 
Prada handbag, vintage peep-toe espadrila wedges by Planika Made in YU