Bells and Thistles

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The Eathelyn Necklace

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Semele by Jannik Senium

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“She threw her arms around the neck of Bonne-Biche”

Virginia Frances Sterrett

1920

Old French Fairy Tales by Comtesse De Segur

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© Nona Limmen {via Instagram}

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Antique bottles as jewelry. ✨

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National Geographic, 1906 (ph. George Shiras III) 

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vintage brooch

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by Dylan Hausthor

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Soft goth.

The Venus Necklace in black.

Available in my shop.

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In the Garden of Monsters, Italy

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Sometimes I’ll be folding laundry, cutting leather or petting the cat and my mind will jump to a random location from my childhood and my heart will ache from the lack of reason why.

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“I wove my webs for you because I liked you. After all, what’s a life, anyway?”

— E. B. White

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Collectanea Chymica; “The Mercury of the Philosophers” Christopher Love Morley, 1689

The hair of Lady Alchimica is afire. Her eyes the sun and moon. The Virgins Milk fosters the Stone (Nutrix eius terra est.) Her breath is Air and Light. The wings of Mercury on her feet.

From The Golden Game; Stanislas Klossowski De Rola, 1988

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By @coeykuhn

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The Moon Eater

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Bells and Thistles Cira Necklace

Ovate sweater.

Thrifted Vintage Compagnie Internationale Skirt.

Thrifted cotton and lace top.

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I have a one-book-a-month goal for 2025. I’m a little behind. What’s your favorite that you’ve read so far this year?

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One of the worst feelings in the world: when you are just desperate, like claw-your-own-skin-off desperate, to create, but the only thing that even vaguely appeals to you to work on is a nebulous half-feeling that might be dreamily related to some half-formed notion of a concept. I must! Make! No thing! Only make!

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…and then you start desperately cleaning, consumed by your own exasperated sighs of discomfort. The desire to alter and control your surroundings. The inability to capture that one molecule of serotonin you know is hiding SOMEWHERE.