If you don’t think she’s the cutest puppy in the world, you’re wrong.
"If I were to write a book about myself", Audrey once told her son Sean, "it would start like this: I was born on May 4, 1929, and I died three weeks later". At twenty-one days of age, she contracted such a terrible case of whooping cough that her heart stopped. Ella, who was a rather strict Christian Scientist and had not called a doctor, revived her by spanking. "There was no giving up on this baby", said Sean. "I think that had an effect on her whole life, [as if she’d been given] a second chance".
One day I decided that I was beautiful, and so I carried out my life as if I was a beautiful girl. I wear colors that I really like, I wear makeup that makes me feel pretty, and it really helps. It doesn’t have anything to do with how the world perceives you. What matters is what you see. Your body is your temple, it’s your home, and you must decorate it.
Gabourey Sidibe (via crystawl)
Here’s to the oncoming Autumn.
Autumn seemed to arrive suddenly that year. The morning of the first September was crisp and golden as an apple…
JK Rowling, Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
IRÉEL BY FLORA BORSI
Photographer Flora Borsi ( tumblr / facebook / behance ) - “In this series called ”IRÉEL” I mixed photographic elements with painting techniques. A hyperrealist painter aims to achieve a result which looks like a real photographic picture. A pictorialist photographer’s desired result is visually equivalent to a painting. The photographs are real, I’ve just applied some color/toning effects, adjusted the contrast and a few skin retouch.”
[ previously here ]
A woman is only vulnerable when her nail polish is drying, and even then she can still pull a trigger.