Each Day a Flower

Interests: Dolls, fashion, androgyny, silent & classic film, Pre-Raphaelites, street art, advertising, surrealism, low-brow, male models & actors, actresses, cartoons, vintage images, toys, candy, fairy tales, messing around with gender roles. I try to avoid reblogging posts that have been reblogged several thousand times, unsourced images, touchy-feely text over blurry pictures of the woods/outerspace, over-exposed pictures of teenagers sitting around doing ordinary stuff with their faces obscured or heads cut off, & fashion photos that seem E.D.-triggering to me. I have enough problems, man.

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The Fall, 2006

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richard scarry sweets

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Delfine Bafort in “The Witching Hour” for Dazed & Confused November 2013 hotographed by Vicent van de Wijngaard

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The Edge of Love, 2008

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The Crystal Palace, c. 1851

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Colin Firth & Rupert Everett,   Another Country

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Lina Basquette, 1928

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I Capture the Castle, 2003

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Maurice, 1987

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-May Sarton, Fruit of Loneliness, from Words on the Wind, Poetry, (December 1930)

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Veronica Lake, 1943

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“There are beautiful wild forces within us. Let them turn the mills inside and fill sacks that feed even heaven.” –St. Francis of Assisi from Love Poems from God: Twelve Sacred Voices from the East and West, edited by Daniel Ladinsky (Penguin Group, New York, 2002) Art Credit: Frederick Varley, Stormy Weather, Georgian Bay, 1921

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"See, the thing is, you’ve got this idea of normal that’s not normal. Normal people don’t do everything perfectly. You don’t have to do everything perfectly to be normal. To be normal, you’ve got to kind of relax and let some things go. Your problem is that you’re so used to being in crisis that your whole perception of yourself is as a fuckup, a permanent fuckup, never someone who gets to not be a fuckup, so you have to torture yourself and hate yourself just to be as good as everyone else. You’re having a hard time realizing that you’re not a fuckup anymore. You’re entering a whole different period of your life where you are normal. And you’re having a hard time getting used to it." I gaze out the window. “But if you’re not trying to be perfect, then how do you know if you’re doing things right?” “There is no right,” she says. “There’s the best you can do. And that’s fine. That’s normal.” “The best I can do is sometimes completely fail,” I say. She shrugs. “Fine,” she says. “The rest of us do it all the time.”

Madness: A Bipolar Life, Marya Hornbacher (via hawkdavies)

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Blackfriars Bridge, London, 1796

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Gael Garcia Bernal, The Motorcycle Diaries, 2004