Seriously could the Jolie-Pitts be any cuter :-)
Images via This is Glamourous,Knight Cat
May 31, 2012
May 28, 2012
Sometimes its just that simple. Mantra of the week.
(image via just be splendid)
May 25, 2012
Who's that girl
via Lovers in Vain
The lovely Natalie Joos - Fashion Consultant and Casting Agent, Brooklyn / NY / United States and the girl behind the fantastic blog, Tales of Endearment
May 22, 2012
via Dustjacket Attic
Our blogging has been slack and sporadic, but who can resist some backstage Chanel. These took my breath away x
April 14, 2012
“Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn. Why? Because this storm isn’t something that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you. This storm is you. Something inside of you. So all you can do is give in to it, step right inside the storm, closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn’t get in, and walk through it, step by step. There’s no sun there, no moon, no direction, no sense of time. Just fine white sand swirling up into the sky like pulverized bones. That’s the kind of sandstorm you need to imagine.
An you really will have to make it through that violent, metaphysical, symbolic storm. No matter how metaphysical or symbolic it might be, make no mistake about it: it will cut through flesh like a thousand razor blades. People will bleed there, and you will bleed too. Hot, red blood. You’ll catch that blood in your hands, your own blood and the blood of others.
And once the storm is over you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”
— Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)
via Just be Splendid
An you really will have to make it through that violent, metaphysical, symbolic storm. No matter how metaphysical or symbolic it might be, make no mistake about it: it will cut through flesh like a thousand razor blades. People will bleed there, and you will bleed too. Hot, red blood. You’ll catch that blood in your hands, your own blood and the blood of others.
And once the storm is over you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”
— Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)
via Just be Splendid
March 23, 2012
March 20, 2012
Breath and Reboot.
Sharing some little pleasures incase you need a recharge amidst this rainy old start to the week. Its fall...my favorite season...the leaves are falling away, the nights are chilly and the air is more crisp.
space for inspiration, frenchfrosting, happiness.
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