feature: bookends

"Time it was, and what a time it was, it was
A time of innocence, a time of confidences
Long ago, it must be, I have a photograph
Preserve your memories, they're all that's left you"

credits:

photography: alistair edwards

styling: clementine

words: 'bookends' by simon and garfunkel

ripe for the picking.

by colleen yo

“That’s the name of a fruit, isn’t it!” he says.

(ohmygodsheissocutewhatamidoing)

“Errr, I’m not sure?” she says.

(howgentelmanlytryingtopickmeupbycallingmeafruit)

“No, I’m pretty sure it is! Hold on.” [Whips out his smartphone]

(nowi’vejustmademyselflooklikeatechfreak)

“Okay…”
(soyouvegotgooglethishadbetterbegood)