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Lace-up details at Christian Dior spring 2010

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A Carven couture draped chiffon evening gown

early 1950s

Kerry Taylor Auctions

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It is August and I am walking through every door of myself that I can find just to see what is inside.

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it was never gonna work out but i experienced all these seemingly profound unreplicable moments that were romantic and moving and made me feel alive and still none of it actually means anything in the long run. but thats okay. sometimes a beautiful moment is just that. a moment. and you have to leave it alone and just be grateful that it happened. woooow

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I WISH THINGS HAD TURNED OUT DIFFERENTLY!!!!!!!!! goes to the supermarket

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Hebers Ghyll wood, Yorkshire, England by @markwadd

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Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Dr. Beuscher written in February 1963, featured in The Letters of Sylvia Plath

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Sleeping Beauty (1959)

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“She was everyone’s idea of Sleeping Beauty.”

— Ronald Hynde on Audrey Hepburn

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Lillian Gish, 1920s

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vintage heart-shaped lockets

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“I have been thinking about the trace of our memories, whether the trace stays the same or changes as we rewrite them over time. If they are stable as houses and cliffs or decay fast and are replaced, overlaid. Everything we remember is passed down, thought over, is never the way it was in reality. It makes me fraught, restless. I will never really know what happened.”

— Daisy Johnson, Everything Under. 

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open every window, write a list of everything you need to do, hide your phone, start on laundry, wash dishes, use your hands, have a method, put cotton sheets on the bed, the scent of dewy garden flowers, tidy the shelves, clean every nook, more candlelight, bridge the distance between the romantic and the mundane

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Rapunzel concept art for Tangled (2010) by Claire Keane

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“Oh love, rose made wet by mermaids and foams, fire that dances and climbs up the invisible stairs and awakens the blood in the tunnel of sleeplessness.”

— Pablo Neruda (via allthingsneruda)

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Chanel - Fall 1997 Couture