1956. Frank Sinatra and Audrey Hepburn in Las Vegas.

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@silkfigpetal
1956. Frank Sinatra and Audrey Hepburn in Las Vegas.
lately I've been adding so much more color to my life which is quite unusual for me; for years I had a pretty solid color palette (pale pink, cream, gray, black, sand) and now I'm feeling so drawn to colors, especially raspberry pink, light yellow, turquoise, blood orange, tiffany blue!
—Paul Éluard
gorgeous gorgeous girls are extremely selective about what touches their bodies. this includes beauty products, soaps, lotions, oils, and men.
we deserve quiet little tender moments in libraries, shared smiles, warm coffee, and full hearts.
oh to be immortal and be able to consume every piece of knowledge and literature ever
Έλλη Λαμπέτη-Κυριακάτικο Ξύπνημα (1954)
early spring air got me feeling like I was reborn
it's october. it's autumn. it's time for long walks, reading sessions, writing, baking cookies, carrying books in tote bags, listening to soft music as it rains, more reading and more writing.
what is your holy trinity of fruits
Veins of glass and flames shone upon pale white fingers
The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring (2001)
take my lunar breath,
and create a cloud palace.
find me in the sky.
anaïs nin, the early diary of anaïs nin, 1923-1927
“And the perfumes tender, sweet, intense / enter me like a delicate blade.”
— Laurence Binyon, from May Evening; Porphyrion.