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why I fell in love with Airlie Beach It's a small town with small town vibes. Everyone is so friendly, boys and girls. People hug you when they meet you. No one wears shoes. Everyone knows everyone. It is so hot every day even at night. Everyone sweats and laughs and gets happy drunk. Dolphin printed sheets, cyan blue shirts, short shorts. Swimsuit town. There are so many beautiful birds everywhere all the time. The country houses are immense and quiet. I never want to wake from this dream.
Sainte-Dolorès (Lolita meeting), 2009 * ps - im assembling all my finds from the past in this blog! follow for stories and pictures from thoses lolita days :)
I enjoyed Halloween so much being a Lolita. My former Lolita idol Kasumi would decorate the fuck out of her house -she loved halloween more than anyone. Going to her halloween parties were so much fun. Everyone was dressed up super fun and the ambiance was wild. We would listen to The Candy Spooky Theather and dance on visual-kei. I have had dreamed and dreamed (still dream of) of attending the fabulous EGL club night I once saw in an old japanese EGL documentary - Lolitas twirling and dancing dramatically under flashing lights. Kasumi’s halloween parties were the closest I would get to thoses dream lolita parties.
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Being a Lolita was a once-in-a-lifetime dream. I never dared to dream I would be one when I was fifteen. Years later, on theses pictures, I went for an Aristocrat look that would see and admire in Gothic & Lolita Bible years before.
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Lolita days (2008 - 2011) from a big wave of nostalgia I decided to put toghether pictures I have found across the web of my lolita days. For thoses who remember, I was petitemoon@LJ :) I can't believe how lucky I was to have spent my teenage years in a gothic frilly dream. To being exited all the time, whenever we got closer to lolita culture, even when it was just a small dumb section in a manga book store, where there was an authentic baby dress and we would look at the tag and feel the fabric and we were so exited. I am so thankful I got into Lolita when it was so new, girls were still sewing their own dresses to look like Lolitas, Kamikaze girls just got out (that was BIG man), and fellow lolitas across montreal were rare. I am planning onto writing a whole blog about my Lolita times and experience because it was so fucking fun and special.
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i long to be the sun child with true cheerful words carrying around dreams of new paths and “a sort of like, pink glow”
my face betrays me, my expression says endless smoker in either black, grey or white walking a path that seems like my doomed one of a girl uncapable of laughter and forgetting
but my longing for the sun betrays me too
angelic and evil are two things I have witnessed and loved so much like they were the same difficult to understand, not to be counted on, and holy
californians get so hurt when nobody cares about california its cute
literally no one cares where anyone else is from but ok
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hey yall, I think most of you know me from my lolita days. this blog is very old and full of memories but I won't use much anymore. Thank you for being with me. love you all. I have a new diary: it is full of big dreams, longing for the sun, love stories with metal boys, explosive, real friendship and dreaming about old hollywood.
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this guy from highschool was friend with trendy kid with cold hearts at this party everyone was intimidating to me but I stood there anyway and this dude came up to me, never spoke to me before and said "do you want to see pictures of my dog?"
he's the only one I kept contact with. he is successful and still very kind.
I though I'd share that story with you.
Bring me back my Loulou
1950s Mearle’s Drive-In, Visalia, California (1990s)