MISS NORBET

She dries flowers in the middle of The waves 
It's not sure for whom. Is it mal d' amour? 
She doesn't like to die but it gives her taste of paradise. 
She demands it now. 
To get it now. 
She enjoys sparkles at night. 
Her sun is gray and her moon is brown. 
She is a recluse groping in her heart. 
She is not sure what she's going to find. 
Is your joy among angels? 
Her peace and quiet scream very loud. 
The wind has come to her heart. 
She is sick of a dialogue in one. 
She's wondering: "Am I mad?" 
Dreams of being a rose to adore are sure not for her. 
Sometimes you need so little to revive the illusive belief. 
Someday will all fade away and she hopes, and she hopes... 
Someday will all fade away and she waits, and she waits... 


"I don't want to die."
                                                              (Entreat, Deincubation)


Nikolina: skirt Zara, blouse asos
Photos: Erik Simonič

CLOTHES THAT LIKE TO DANCE

I like clothes that help you dance. Clothes that follow your every move. Like when you raise an arm they gently slip down your shoulder. Or when you lean over, the dress takes a shape of her own. Or a big skirt that helps you with your balance when you make a turn and you feel like a ballet dancer even if you are not. Have you ever tried that? Maybe not if you are a guy.

Urška: t-shirt Zara, skirt vintage, sweater from a local designer from Berlin, boots Zara

Photos: Erik Simonič