Backstage at Sies Marjan Fall 2018 RTW
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Backstage at Sies Marjan Fall 2018 RTW
See your signs sleeping habits here
Night sky through Monument Valley, Arizona
Concept: you’ve been married to your wife for 3 years. You wake up in your bed before she does, your nose cold but your body warm. Careful not to wake her, you get out of bed and your toes curl when your feet hit the cold floor. You brew a pot of coffee and take a cup, making sure to leave enough for her. You pull on a big sweater and walk out onto your deck, sitting in a big wood chair to look out over the forest. The leaves are orange and edged with frost. All is quiet as the sun rises over the trees. You hear the door opening behind you and your wife sits down next to you, wrapping the comforter from your bed around both of you shoulders. You sit there like that until the sun is well up and your coffee cups are empty.
Oh my god. This is it. I want this so badly.
I think the VMA’s was one of Nicki’s “speak the truth, even if your voice shakes” moments, because you can see she almost didn’t say anything, and then the “hell, no, i’m not going to be quiet” part of her took over.  <3
this is why she’s my fave
Clear your mind here
I have decided to make a home in my own body. I no longer rent hearts for comfort.
Michelle K., “This is My Thousandth Post” (via thelovejournals)
There it is
this shit is fucking true
I love you—I do—but I am afraid of making that love too important. Because you’re always going to leave me. We can’t deny it. You’re always going to leave.
David Levithan, Every Day (via wordsnquotes)
A.M// aching pt4