chopinpavlova

My favourite composer, Fryderyk Franciszek Chopin and his contemporaries. Ballet. Tasteful soft/pink pictures, literature, poetry, art.

[vladaia]

"le naufrage" jean paul gaultier ss25

[textbooksandtendus]

Rosalie O’Connor photography

Boston Ballet rehearsing Balanchine’s Diamonds

[balletroyale]

Sara Mearns in Brahms-Schoenberg Quartet (New York City Ballet) 

[apicturespeaks]

The Blue Note, Andrzej Żuławski

[metamorphesque]

It’s strange to think that long before I had a name or a heartbeat, I existed in some shadowed, elemental way. Women are born with all the eggs they'll ever have, and these begin forming while they're still in the womb. So when my mother was just a fetus, the egg that would become me was already inside her. That means my grandmother carried not just my mother, but the beginning of me as well. For a fleeting moment, the three of use shared one body, and went through life together, layered like nesting dolls.

[angelicdo11]

[balletroyale]

Skylar Brandt in Harlequinade (American Ballet Theater) 

[coquette-club]

[lasylphidedubolchoi]

Mikhailovsky’s Le Corsaire

Photos by Nikolai Krusser

[angeldustbella]

feeling extra sad for our mother earth today. we need to come together and start looking after her before it’s really, truly too late.

[kittenmeats]

[photosbygy-deactivated20200605]

She doesn’t need you she has her whole universe

[cohlete]

[churchyardbasementromance]

[wiltsea]

“(…) those tears are pearl which thy love sheds,”

— William Shakespeare, from Sonnet 34 in “The Complete Sonnets And Poems” (via adrasteiax)

[moongloss]

How to live like a Modern Marie Antoinette

~ Throw lavish parties for all of your friends and acquaintances. Send out formal invitations with a dress code and spare no expense. Champagne with gold leaf garnish, silk table cloths, and array of crème filled pastries should be present.

~ Sleep in a pearl-colored silk mini slip complete with a matching robe, slippers, and sleeping mask. Practice an elaborate beauty regimen that includes diamond infused face masks, hydrating lip plumpers, and anti-aging serums.  

~ Bathe daily, preferably in a decadent claw foot tub. Add dried rose petals, lavender oil, scented bubbles, or a splash of champagne to your bath water for a more luxurious experience. Set the mood by lighting an array of golden candelabras and listen to soft string music in the background.

~ Add a faux beauty mark in the shape of a small dot, heart, moon, or star. You can place one on your cheek, near the corner of your eye, or above your lip. Bright blushing cheeks and rose-tinted lip butter is all you will need for makeup. Wear your hair in tight curly ringlets piled high a top your head or loosely pulled back into a voluminous hair-do.

~Lots of perfumes should be displayed on your vanity in an orderly fashion. Keep your space smelling fragrant with freshly cut bouquets arranged in antique vases all around your home. You should faintly smell like the aroma of heaven.

~Fill your wardrobe with wispy fairy-tale dresses studded with glossy pearls, crystal beads, and metallic embroidery.  Billowy peasant tops, lace-up corsets, and pouf sleeves are a must have. Always have a pair of Manolo Blahnik crystal buckle flats nearby.

~Lingerie should consist of jewel encrusted La Perla corsets, lace trimmed babydolls, and crushed velvet bustiers. Lacy thigh high stockings in pastel colors will add a bit of romance to your look.

~Have tea outside in your garden in the mornings. Make sure to wear your favorite sundress and brew yourself a soothing herbal tea. Raspberry flavored macaroons, candied violets, and strawberry angel cake are a few refreshment options.

[inkskinned]

the thing is, somebody cares. i know your best friend seems really busy all the time and is shit at texting but she still loves you and she talks to you more than she talks to anyone else and you’re the only breath of calm she has on this planet. the boy in your science class loves seeing what music you’re listening to on your headphones - he has the same taste and wishes he had the nerve to ask you about it. your english teacher loves the insight you have on your papers. somebody cares. the person who lives down the street from you notices when you are sick because they don’t see you stomping your way to the schoolbus - it’s how they know it’s time to get their breakfast ready. somebody is looking for you at the party, even if they don’t know they’re really looking for you - but when you don’t show up, some part of them is disappointed. somebody is looking for you in the library, in the spot where you eat lunch, in front of that one step you always seem to trip on. i know your parents are a complicated mess and there’s drama between your friends and your love life is sort of shaped like a constant question and everybody seems all caught up in their own lives and their own happiness and nobody really notices: but somebody always does. every face in your dreams is someone you have met, and that means that you are in a million’s stranger’s heads. they see you when they go to bed. and somebody cares. somebody still thinks about you even though you were just a person with a nice outfit or good eyeliner or a great smile or because you were having one of those moments that are so charmingly human in nature or because they regret not asking if you needed help when you fell or because they wonder what you were thinking about or drawing or writing or just because you’re alive, and that makes you fascinating. somebody cares. when you were on break from work and saw a dog hanging his head out of the car and suddenly broke into a smile: there was a girl in the back of that car, and I was her, and I still think about you, and i hope you get more chances to smile like that. and there is you, sitting here reading this, and by some small extension, meeting me, and i am telling you, I care. somebody always does. i promise. i promise. you are loved.