apples and dresses and drag queens oh my

I love apples. I love the way they smell from the outside, and I love their colour, shading from green to red. I love throwing them in the air and catching them backwards. I love the sound they make when they thwack into my palm. I think I love playing with them more than eating them, really. But I love the contemplation of the round red smooth skin, deciding where exactly to sink my teeth in. There's always a moment of Eve before the first bite.


( anneka and i had a mad, mad day )