White being my favourite color, black, the everyday staple and yellow, such a bright alternative.
I admit to have surrendered to the siren voice of powder blue. Peaceful like a hazy sunset, calming like a swim in the Pacific yet with a vibrant side, as foamy waves have.
It's gotten free way to my nails, my closet and my mind. Where it already was, I suppose.
Such is the magic of powder blue, gets you to travel back to happy memories. Such is the strength of memories, that can bring you back with a mere glimpse of color.
Mount Fuji (from home) Tokyo, 2011