Amelia Davis

Amelia Davis Traveling Photography | Romantic & Feminine vintage style🥰.

Life, stripped of its illusions, would be a dreary, desolate thing indeed. Is that not why we, the tender-hearted souls,...
20/04/2025

Life, stripped of its illusions, would be a dreary, desolate thing indeed. Is that not why we, the tender-hearted souls, seek magic in the simplicity of everyday moments? Perhaps it is our way of making the magic-stripped reality more bearable ?🥰🥰🥰



Have we not always proclaimed that beautiful things are “not of this world”?As if our raptures were meant to be born els...
19/04/2025

Have we not always proclaimed that beautiful things are “not of this world”?
As if our raptures were meant to be born elsewhere—in spaces more subtle than our own, in air less heavy. And yet they belong precisely to this world, our world, with its earth hard beneath our feet, its rough winds, and the pale light of dawn. Beauty does not come from without; it is here, among us, though perhaps too often we gaze off into the distance, seeking it somewhere—causing us to feel less connected to this world and its beauty. 🕊️

Embracing my Roman Holiday vibes, I blend vintage classic elegance with a timeless midi linen dress in a rich brown colo...
18/04/2025

Embracing my Roman Holiday vibes, I blend vintage classic elegance with a timeless midi linen dress in a rich brown colour, adding a touch of cottagecore charm—always present in my spring outfits.🥰

April sunsets in Tuscany are like farewells that should never come, yet always must. The sky, like a canvas trembling in...
18/04/2025

April sunsets in Tuscany are like farewells that should never come, yet always must. The sky, like a canvas trembling in the hand of a restless painter, is streaked with hues of rose and ash — as if the day were dying but stubbornly leaving behind a trace, pale and hauntingly beautiful. 🥀

The day was warm enough, despite April, to walk barefoot through the grass, feeling the soft daisies beneath my feet—lit...
18/04/2025

The day was warm enough, despite April, to walk barefoot through the grass, feeling the soft daisies beneath my feet—little suns scattered upon the earth.💙🥰

She is Srpring 🕊️🥰🥰
17/04/2025

She is Srpring 🕊️🥰🥰

I’d been counting down the days until I could finally eat outside again🧺 — when food tastes better simply because the su...
16/04/2025

I’d been counting down the days until I could finally eat outside again🧺 — when food tastes better simply because the sun is warm, the air is soft, and the birds are singing around you. There’s something so honest and beautiful about it.

And now… it’s time for white dresses again. I’ve waited all year for this moment — when slipping into something light feels like returning to myself.

April in Tuscany always feels like the beginning of a story — and everything is still ahead. 🕊️

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