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Fists in the pocket
Take nothing with you now. Distrust that
atlas.
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2013-05-19
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2013-05-18
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2013-05-17
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“You can’t drive, you had alcohol this morning.”
“You know I spilt most of my mimosa as I was reaching for waffles!”
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cfda:
Image via allthingsstylish
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So…editing a book chapter a few months after I wrote it: I am clearly not as brilliant as I thought. Huh.
Notes to self: “distanciating” is not a word. Neither is “spectacularized”.
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There have been, so far, five perfect summers in my life …
With the boyfriend in Greece, 1992. We’d booked one of those package holidays where the flight was about £50 and the hotel came free with it. We ditched the hotel, hired a scooter, found quiet beaches and lay around with no clothes on all day, me blissfully ignorant of the gravitational pull that would come in the years ahead - what was it that the late Nora Ephron said? ‘Oh, how I regret not having worn a bikini for the entire year I was 26. If anyone young is reading this, go, right this minute, put on a bikini, and don’t take it off until you’re 34.’ We listened to Primal Scream’s ‘Higher than the Sun’, sharing the same set of headphones. I wish I still had the pictures. Not because I feel sentimental about the boyfriend but because I suspect I looked quite hot.— The (other K.) Baird-Murray






