I remember driving around the island of Brač with my parents when I was 12 years old. Everything was so big, surrounded mostly by stones because fires are very often here during the season. It was like a lifetime ago. Now when I was driving these curvy roads with my boyfriend next to me, everything looks different. It's a completely different feeling being here. On our road from Milna to Bol we passed by this huge quarry. I remembered I was here with my parents, searching for stones for our home back in Zagreb. It looked like a perfect location for a all white outfit while the sun was coming down in the sea.