Elinushka. Summer wants love (№ 440365)

In the summer I want love. To the fingertips and languid dizziness. In other seasons, of course, too, but on hot days there is some special need for tenderness, long barefoot walks along the beach in soft flowing dresses, just like in the most reverent films. In summer, it is easier and more pleasant to be a woman, exposing her knees and collarbones out of necessity, and not out of looseness. Dream. Read novels. Drink ice water, dropping random drops on your chest. To believe in princes and the most unexpected miracles that are simply bound to happen on hot evenings under the pastel colors of thick sunsets. These months pass so quickly that there is nothing wrong with escaping for a little while to your own private kingdom of dreams.