Like static through the darkness, a light that beams dimly through the fog, she is there. You can't quite see her, you can't quite touch her, but if you're very quiet, you will hear the buzzing of her energy filling the silence. Like a ghost in a cloud, she is lost, but only to those who don't believe. Her aura lingers in the air, like a warm blanket to fill the void.
Blouse and skirt: thrifted
Eyes: Venus Palette by Lime Crime
Lips: Wicked Velvetine by Lime Crime + Bossy Lippie Stix by ColourPop