Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pista — Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
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Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pistachios; a sound - wind chimes echoing from a distant hill; a rhythm - the tango, obviously.

— Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love
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