Attired to please herself: no gems of any kind
She wore, nor aught of borrowed gloss in Nature's stead;
And, then her long, loose hair flung round her head
Fell carelessly behind.
~Publius Terentius Afer
She wore, nor aught of borrowed gloss in Nature's stead;
And, then her long, loose hair flung round her head
Fell carelessly behind.
~Publius Terentius Afer
Those curious locks so aptly twin'd,
Whose every hair a soul doth bind.
~Thomas Carew
Credits: Pics shot at The lost World. Poses Glitterati Long Hair. Skin Dutch Touch Yri Cotton Night, Hair Boon VNS660.
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