Marc Jacobs Spring/Summer 2009.
I love these photos and the feeling they give me. I grew up with a peach orchard, and ran around with the fuzz on my fingers, and the itchy feeling they left after I picked them. And while these don't look like peach trees, they still bring forward that memory.
I just wish I looked this good when picking those peaches. I don't remember ever wearing heels in the field, or such nice bags. I hope MJ realized peaches stain like hell. If they didn't, well, I guess I'd dress like that, too... Especially, those shoes. Those shoes make me wish I still lived on the orchard. I would wear them every single day, as I plucked away at the stems, twisting and pinching with my bitten down nails to pull the fruit from the rough branches. And maybe those shoes would convince my parents to let me use a ladder, instead of climbing the notches of the gray-colored trees to reach the highest fruit, putting callouses on my bare feet.
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