credit: elizabeth walker
ripe for the picking.
by colleen yo
“That’s the name of a fruit, isn’t it!” he says.
“That’s the name of a fruit, isn’t it!” he says.
(ohmygodsheissocutewhatamidoing)
“Errr, I’m not sure?” she says.
(howgentelmanlytryingtopickmeupbycallingmeafruit)
“No, I’m pretty sure it is! Hold on.” [Whips out his
smartphone]
(nowi’vejustmademyselflooklikeatechfreak)
“Okay…”
(soyouvegotgooglethishadbetterbegood)
(soyouvegotgooglethishadbetterbegood)
bette davis eyes.
by kimberley veart
Bette Davis was the original cinematic bitch, her on-screen characters put Regina George and Miranda Priestly to shame.
Her life flows as freely with anecdotes of her feisty nature as the wine did at her house. After all there is only one way to get a voice as raspy as hers...
the boab tree.
by charlotte guest
Once I saw a
boab tree and I felt repulsed at how much it looked like an imaginary old-me.
I used to have a habit of
projecting horror-visions of my future-self onto inanimate objects, something I
hardly noticed develop until suddenly everything looked like saggy skin. Unmade beds and deflated
balloons often featured in my dreams.
hanging by a moment.
by kimberley veart
“I don’t want life
to imitate art; I want life to be art.” - Carrie Fisher
My mission, my goal
in life is to experience a musical moment.
By this I mean a moment where the crowds burst into joyous, perfectly
choreographed dancing that looks absolutely spontaneous and people start
belting out notes like Mariah Carey.
Why can’t life be
like a musical?
millenium babies.
by charlotte
guest
If we work off averages, I have just entered the second quarter of my life.
This makes me an elder to the millennium babies. As such, I expect reasonable levels of respect from these children, expressed in the form of manners.
Now this is no militant imposition of stuffy rules of address or behavioural procedures, it's simply a matter of being polite and acknowledging that because I have a bigger digit, I am therefore better.
If we work off averages, I have just entered the second quarter of my life.
This makes me an elder to the millennium babies. As such, I expect reasonable levels of respect from these children, expressed in the form of manners.
Now this is no militant imposition of stuffy rules of address or behavioural procedures, it's simply a matter of being polite and acknowledging that because I have a bigger digit, I am therefore better.
sneakers vs sex tapes.
by claudia lewin
I have always been a very self-conscious person, always felt
awkward in my own skin. It is only recently that I have acknowledged my intense
respect for people who seem to lack this sort of self-doubt, and allowed this
to inspire me to calm down a little.
Two very different people have done this for me. Neither of them are famous, and neither of them are aware that they have done a thing.
Two very different people have done this for me. Neither of them are famous, and neither of them are aware that they have done a thing.
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