The Picture Of Dorianne Gray

Art and divine decadence from Paris.
Aesthetes, Gender confused, Freaks, Bienvenue!

mepenelope:

✰ YSL by Guy Bourdin, 1976 ✰

mepenelope:

✰ YSL by Guy Bourdin, 1976 

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colin-vian:

  La spilla. Eva Mudocci, Edvard Munch, 1903

colin-vian:

  La spilla. Eva Mudocci, Edvard Munch, 1903

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ontheedgeofdarkness:

Lisa Larsen
View through curtained window, Moscow, 1956

ontheedgeofdarkness:

Lisa Larsen

View through curtained window, Moscow, 1956

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“I do not desire mediocre love. I want to drown in someone.”

thekattcameback:

sharkchunks:

This may be the greatest facial expression ever captured on film.

Pure perfection.

thekattcameback:

sharkchunks:

This may be the greatest facial expression ever captured on film.

Pure perfection.

(via clollection)

vegansanfrancishet:

So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.
Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.
Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.
This time, though. This was a good cry.

vegansanfrancishet:

So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.

Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.

Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.

This time, though. This was a good cry.

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a-ladette-insane:

1980 Floor Show Jean Genie 


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tara-duchess-of-nil:

crocodilepatronus:

Happy Birthday, Robert James-Collier, you big goofball 

#i think he turns 6 years old this year

As the mother of a 6-year-old boy, I can confirm that all of the above behavior is developmentally appropriate.

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Just saw that Thommy clip. I will not survive S5.
wtfbelleville:

Juste un squelette avec un chapeau de cowboy… Rue Crespin du Gast.
(Merci Jorge)

wtfbelleville:

Juste un squelette avec un chapeau de cowboy… Rue Crespin du Gast.

(Merci Jorge)

What am i even supposed to do now. How can i resume my life. What life? I have no more life.

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Thommy spying and gossiping while roaming the halls of Downton.

leelajoy716:

icekitten:

Jimmy: You’re a real pal. I mean it. *eye fucking*

Thomas: I try to be. *wistful look*

Me: DEAD.

DEAD right beside you.

There were tears in my eyes. I can die in peace now! Kidding. I still need a good hot fuck scene.