the_wandering_manyak

Memoirs of a Janecation Those who know, know. Tales of her beauty are not exaggerated. On this particular day, we have a spectacular sunset view. She was just standing by the pantry, pouring herself a glass of water. Her hair tied up, revealing the elegance of her neck and nape. Maybe that's why this is called the Magic Hour. As the golden light bathe her skin, I saw a girl transform into a goddess. Sino ba naman ang hindi mapapangiti?