hands on.

i've always been sort of obsessed with hands.  what they look like, how they write their words, their flaws, genetic hand-me-downs.  recently i've discovered the very special boy in my life has hands just like my dad's - a ghostly blessing.  and i've always been not so psyched on my hands.  if you know me well at all, you know all about a certain skewed digit on my left hand, and my aversion towards showcasing my hands in any manner. 


all i want for christmas...










photos: knight cat, that's chic, fashionsquad, caroline.feber.se