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Tuesday, 30 August 2011

I wish I were a Red Indian, with feathers in my hair I would frolic everywhere




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In the midst of a field of fresh feathers we find two young ladies who share the passions for creativity, photography, impeccable style and the need to seek inspiration. Melissa and Meghan Malan have started this blog to express these things and we hope that others can relate and enjoy!
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