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“But there are dark, untouched corners within all of us. Sex can be very exciting in one moment and barely tepid the next. It can feel like love but not be love. It can feel like possession and then the person walks away. You can’t possess another person. You can’t make another person not die. If nothing else, at least my vomit fetish is mine. It’s mine and it’s real.”

— Melissa Broder, So Sad Today: Personal Essays

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Sayoko Yamaguchi at Thierry Mugler SS84

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Madonna Sex Book

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hitomi murakami (2020)

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David Lynch's Weather Report 3/6/21, 4/10/21, 2/20/22... among others! It was a very recurring sentiment. He wanted everyone to have good luck and fun with our projects.

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Dolls by Junichi Nakahara from an exhibition he held in 1932, when he was 19 years old, and which led to him being scouted by an editor of the magazine "Shoujo no Tomo" to become an illustrator for the magazine.

From: An interview given to Nakahara Rikako in 2020, titled "デビューは、人形作家" ("Debut as a doll maker").

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From the 1927 stage play DRACULA.

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they’re in a book club

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Bela Lugosi about his female fans 

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"Intellectual, imaginative, romantic, emotional. This is what gives sex its surprising textures, its subtle transformations, its aphrodisiac elements. Sex loses all its power and magic when it becomes explicit, mechanical, overdone, when it becomes a mechanistic obsession. It becomes a bore. You are shrinking your world of sensations. You are withering it, starving it, draining its blood. If you nourished your sexual life with all the excitements and adventures which love injects into sensuality, you would be the most potent human being in the world. The source of sexual power is curiosity, passion. You are watching its little flame die of asphyxiation. Sex does not thrive on monotony. Sex must be mixed with tears, laughter, words, promises, scenes, jealousy, envy, all of the spices of fear, foreign travel, new faces, novels, stories, dreams, fantasies, music, dancing, opium, wine."

— Anaïs Nin, The Diary Of Anais Nin