This reminds me of one of my birthdays when I was a kid. I woke up and my bedroom was filled with balloons. They were everywhere: surrounding me on my bed, spilling off onto the floor, covering my dresser, climbing my walls… Inside each balloon (well, inside about 10 of them anyway) was a tiny present: little rings, candy, toys. To this day, the sight of all those balloons surrounding me is one of the most vivid memories I have.
I have a good mama.
(photo via stylesight: Tim Walker for Vogue Italia January 2001)
