

There was something about this pink explosion of petals and wind - soft, wild, a little chaotic. Just like me, maybe šøā Nature doesnāt ask for permission to be beautiful. It just is. No filters, no poses. Thatās the kind of beauty I want too. Not just to be seen? but to be felt.ā Moments like this remind me Iām not just curves and photos - Iām curiosity, softness, strength. And sometimes, Iām just a girl in a skirt, smiling at a tree that looks like itās blushing with me ššā Would you stop to watch the petals fall with me? š