2008-07-15

They asked me how I knew, my true love was true.



Nancy Wilson, incredible singer, in a totally still contemporary image. From head to toes, from heart to brain, it is not true that fashion blows like wind.
Fashion , vanish and superficial, is incredibly clever. Fashion kisses few people who really loves her. And immortality tumbles down the sky as gift from the goddess .


Title : from "Smoke Gets In Your Eyes" by The Platters. Reinterpreted by Mrs. Wilson.