26/06/2025
Oooo, I love a story, especially a love story โจ๐ค
Tucked inside each of these journals are love stories that Iโve had the honour of witnessing and writing into being. Real people, real promises, real moments. And here they all are โฆ held by gilded-gold paper edges, ink, and heart.
Thereโs something sacred about putting love into words. Something about the quiet magic of books that holdโฆwellโฆtruth, life, love. All which has been spoken between two people - beneath trees, beside oceans, on mountains and in the quiet space of their homes.
This collection of ceremonies is like a small library of meet cutes and quirks; courage and devotion. Sometimes I think these books are, in a way, holy. Not because they are perfect by any means, but because they real. They hold what it means to be human, to love. And to choose thatโฆagain and again.
โThere are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.โ ~ Edith Wharton
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