Published in Onya Magazine 13th November 2009

As delicate spring breezes linger with the scent of sweet jasmine, signaling to my heart that the long cold days of winter are over, I can’t help but be overcome with happiness. If winter is a seductive vamp with its dark red nails and fish net stockings, then spring is an undeniable flirt, whispering promises of continued sunshine and summer sultriness.

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