things on muh-mind.

10. yes!



“I used to work at a Dairy Queen” Jerry Hall



Jordan Askill
Silver Horse Cuff
so.amazing.stunning.OMFG.


RIP Ari.


A.F. Vandevorst. love this look. loved the whole collection.


Versus S/S 2011 detail. really feeling the clashing prints here. Wanting to try the look on full outfit.



c’est moi. at little new(ish?) bar, Unlovable.
so deep, underground and dark, we walked by it twice.
in a trance. i was fixated by the gigantic lightbulb hanging from a massive brass chain in the ladies loo. Oh, i kinda loved the place too.

Jamie Woon – Night Air

so fucking sexy.

melancholy hill

You begin to revel in the loneliness.
Protected from the ache
of yearning for someone so desperately.
You find such pleasure in this freedom,
you are invincible.

At first you worry,
you wonder if you’ve lost feeling.
If your skin will ever prickle and itch,
with the shivers that skip across your skin with every kiss?

You lie in bed and feel nothing.
Mind empty. The glorious silence!
The tug between your legs, now a distant memory.
You try and imagine
moments,
minutes,
bitten lobes, and licked scars.
Inhale. Exhale.
His breath on your back,
arched
then cracked.

Nothing.
You move from worry to relief.
Exhausted.
No longer pulled under,
suffocated with personal blame.
‘Why am I alone?’ ‘What have I done?’
Yearning to be loved, needed, taken care of.

To be a kept woman.

This no longer eats at you as it once did.
You float through the world now.
Day, dusk,
twilight and dawn.

‘I am no longer foolish!’ You cry.
You curl up, fetal.
Triumphant, with your newfound peace.
In isolation, a castle in which you retreat.

Ben Okri – They Say

They say
Love grows
When the fear of death
Looms.

They say
Courage looms
When the fear
Of never loving again
Disappears
In the smell of the enemy
Who crushes us so much
We can only fight.

Love and courage grow together
When the flesh is rawest
And the spirit charged
And distorted within the nightmare
We see the possibility
Of a future.

it’s one a.m. and I feel wistful
the kitten warms my feet
so very peaceful.
must shake these silly feelings.
shake.rattle.roll.

red

i can’t get enough of Lina Scheynius.
her talent so disquieting,
mesmerizing.
I have eight rolls of film to develop,
will pale by comparison.
oh talent! I would like to be blessed with some.