I had forgotten how purposeless words can hold a special meaning. Just like driving endlessly on the smallest roads, with no possibility whatsoever to get lost since we have no destination. And… Read more.
At times, we have no choice but remain quiet. Words seem bland. Words that can’t say how we feel. Right now, I’m looking forward. To plenty of things. But mostly, to see… Read more.
Hi, I'm Fanny. A French girl turned pastry chef - now in the north of Sweden, after six years in London - not unlike a roller-coaster over the Baltic Sea. I will draw on you and make cakes until dawn. I love acorns and many more things.