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@onbluegardenias
I am good. I am loved.
Brigitte Bardot on the set of La Parisienne, 1957
She's a ten but she wants to turn into a nymph and live in an enchanted, ethereal meadow with a magical lake.
Audrey Hepburn
I’d like to be a fairy princess — a little golden doll with gossamer wings, in a voile dress, adorned with bright, shiny things. I see that as something totally pure and beautiful.
Sharon Tate on what she would like to be in her next life, January 1969 (via pinkballerinas)
Catherine Deneuve by Peter Basch
𝐶𝑎𝑜𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑠 ☽︎
@angelicacruzbarrera
East 79th Street on a rainy evening, 1950. These people are probably waiting for a bus (no shelters in those days).
Photo: Dan Weiner via the Steven Kasher Gallery
Alain de Botton, Essays in Love [transcript in ALT]
angelic state of mind
i’d like to make it clear that being well-read and having dumb bitch energy aren’t mutually exclusive. can i give you an in-depth analysis of an academic article? yeah. am i still a dumb bitch? yeah and proud
There'll be a moment when you realise you're 27 when yesterday you were just 17; and you wouldn't be able to tell how a decade passed away and your life got divided into before and afters. The fury of youth will subdue and nothing will really change but everything will feel different when you look at old photographs and blurry videos taken on cheap mobile phones. Scents will remind you of childhood and certain friends you don't talk to anymore, hangouts will become reunions and mom's burnt pie will become the best food you ever had. And I know on some days you won't be able to show anything of those 10 years but I hope you remember to breathe, and let go of the knot in your chest. I hope you go out in the sun and live a little, because tomorrow is 37.
Edit- I added the visualizer for this piece on my YT, check it out here
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned
girls don’t have a dream job, they just want a coffee shop which is also a flower shop and a bookshop combined
“When people look at my pictures I want them to feel the way they do when they want to read a line of a poem twice.”
Robert Frank, Elevator, Miami Beach, 1955