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Looking out from a glass conservatory through the leaves of large palms and vines trained along the roof, the boundary between indoors and the outside has become confused.
Classic Country Style And How to Achieve It, 1990
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Fresh Tangerine // The Messy Heads
Our home is filled with laughter, nights jamming out on guitar, around 25 candles and counting, a completely vegan fridge, pancakes in the morning and potstickers late at night. We work at the little round table during the day, clutching coffees in our hands, and fill it with our friends for game nights on the weekends and for “family” dinners on the weekdays. Iz is our unofficial third roommate, popping in bed with us three nights of the week when she doesn’t have school, and usually there is another person on the couch and two more on a blow up mattress. Alongside all the love that we fit inside our tiny one bedroom apartment, we also got a lot of new furniture and details to turn the apartment into both of our space.
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LOVE SHACK// The Messy Heads
There’s 8 girls. One with a mental illness that can’t stand to be alone.
One that swims in the ocean and lets the waves sweep her in.
Another that has purple hair with freckles on her nose.
Another with beautiful brown eyes and skin that has an intoxicating laugh.
Another that’s having trouble with her boyfriend but still has fun.
Another that is secretly scared to speak how she feels.
And two more that walk hand in hand
whispering in each others ears and talking about their future together.
In all of their whimsical ways, they charm anyone that crosses their path.
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A Girl’s Identity // The Messy Heads
Picture yourself sitting in a worn out velvet chair in a cafe tucked behind a book store. Drinks being poured and all you hear is quiet conversation and the crinkling of paper as people reach into their bags to grab their piece of writing. There are a few people leaned against the walls with film cameras in hand snapping shots of couples with thick sunglasses on, groups of friends practicing their poems, and people sitting alone sipping a drink and flipping through a novel. No matter who you’re here with, it doesn’t matter, it’s one big community…
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Poetry Slam // The Messy Heads
I’ve got a million thoughts running through my mind. Feelings, colors, images. I’ve got revolutionary ideas that they always told me were out of this world, I just never knew that was exactly what they needed to be. I have things I need to tell the people I love, and reminders to myself. I’ve got hazy ideas, but they’ll soon be crystal clear visions.
How To Make a Mood Board // The Messy Heads
I woke up beside my friend and immediately rolled over and told her about a really bizarre dream I just had. Those 20 seconds after waking up are precious- the fabric of your dream starts to dematerialize as you enter back into reality. Those vivid colors, moments, feelings slip away in a matter of moments. Listening to anybody else talk about their dreams is one of the most annoying things ever- partly because half of the story is “wait, I forget how we got there, and I kind of forget what happens next, but you were there, I’m pretty sure,” and partly because it doesn’t exist in your world.
My friend sleepily smiled and said “isn’t it weird how we go to sleep and enter into different worlds? And even though we are lying next to each other we are apart from each other.”
But we aren’t just apart during our sleep, we also are in different worlds when we day dream. Even if we are fully aware and beside another, you are thinking, feeling, and experiencing something completely different. What is a dream if it’s not reality?
This mood board & playlist is for all the dreamers out there
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15 Songs + Collages for the Daydreamer // The Messy Heads
Dear New York,
It was June 22nd when I realized how much I love you.
It was a beautiful day in Southern California. It was sunny and bright and the highway looked like a set on a movie.. but God, New York, all I could think about was you.
Your gritty, rat-raided, pissed-puddled streets. You know me, New York, better than I know myself. From the lonely walks at two am with the tear glazed streetlights to falling into the snow, alone, on the winter’s first snowfall- you’ve seen it all and know me too damn well.
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Love Letter to New York / The Messy Heads
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