Some things, sometimes.
We draw the red velvet curtains, raise our glass to yet another vanishing act. Your body an ode to oblivion. Temporary disappearance, heres to hoping the sea will swallow."Je tadore à légal de la...
"This autumn, Jones celebrates the 30th anniversary of his House, Stephen Jones Millinery. The MoMu-Fashion Museum marks that anniversary with an exceptional exhibition. It houses the largest col...
My fingers dig deep, buried in your flesh. This is no lust nor love, this is pure science - the vivisection of your heart. Youre Eros and I am Thanatos. Cant you see well inevitably destroy eachother...
Those who follow me on tumblr might have noticed I went on a bit of a post-binge yesterday. I had just discovered the work of Nicole Obidowski and was (still am) absolutely smitten. I love how her lo...
Seeing as exams are rendering me absolutely incapable of writing anything of remote interest, I figured Id better leave you with a bunch of links to visit while I cram subject matter in my brain and ...
The day is drowning in the horizon while I roam dark, carpeted alleyways in this abandoned building. Theories and stories, words piled upon eachother, entire towers of Knowledge rising majestically a...
1 2 3 4 5Hecate, also called Agriope (savage face), was the goddess of magic, witchcraft, the night, moon, ghosts and necromancy. Intrinsically ambivalent and polymorphous, she straddles conventional...
new ring:Jutka&RiskaThe air we breathe is static. Does winter bloom, too?
Note to self: stop falling asleep with fantasies cradled against your chest.
Thursday night was grobing Alice Glass leg, dancing to Joy Division and The Cure at the afterparty, losing both my oversized glitterjumper and my decency while I flicked my hair back and forth, a cra...
I wear early nightfall like a blanket. This darkness is to be revelled in. Hiding from humans, for their glances cause worse injuries than scissors or a concrete wall. Theres blood on the carpet agai...
toasting on London and my birthday! :)Pictures from my citytrip to London, 28/10 - 31/10. All photos taken by Sarah Hermans. Theres nothing like sitting by the fire on a cold, cold night and looking ...
ph credit"Everything, all that I’ve written, is grey. My life, even my mental life, has been like a drizzly day in which everything is non-occurrence and haziness, empty privilege and forgotten p...
Shes spread accross the bed in a tangled mess of limbs and strands of hair. Vulnerable, delicate like a broken bird. I can see her wings flutter when she sighs and mutters phrases belonging to a drea...
Came home from London with a dress the colour of a hazy sunset and a necklace with the portrait of a poised lady. However, the lovely discoveries (amongst them artist Kitty Valentine, to which the ar...
Chloé trousers, maroon jumper from Sessùn, New Look boots, second-hand necklaceThe past two days were dedicated to Antwerps Designer Days, which is the new name for the biannual designers stock sales...
On The Run Jeffrey Campbell F/W 2010 from andrea cruz on Vimeo.Now Im not the kind of girl whos usually drawn to shoes designed by someone who, when you google his brand, has the words ultra-hip in t...
Visions of her beset himwith false and fleeting pleasureWhen dreams are dark and deep.He sees her, runs to hold her;But slipping through his fingers,Lightly departs his treasure,The dream he cannot k...
Remember this rather verbose post where I talked (or dreamed, more likely) about what I wanted my style for autumn to represent? Well, the inspiration folder on my laptop has been bursting at its sea...
I walk determined. With the wind in my back and the strands of hair that escaped my carefully tied knot blowing in front of me, almost as if theyre guiding the way. Im going away, temporarily leaving...
My brains a carousel and its spinning, spinning, spinning. It was a clear, starry sky. Our breath made pale dragons in the air and it made me wonder if perhaps Id blow hard enough, I could return all...
Today I experienced my first bit of leaf-crunching of the year. It is almost hard to remember colder weather is on its way whilst being bombarded with flowy, breezy runway looks which seem entirely p...
I am writing this accompanied by the melody of Autumns first raindrops on the roof. It might not be officially autumn yet (the most melancholic of all seasons, dont you agree?), but I always felt as ...
Within less than a fortnight, this package travelled all the way from Australia to my doorstep. The envelope is made from recycled material, to (I quote) "reduce waste and increase support for ou...
Atleast this continuous roar soaring from the depths within is more comforting than the Demons lullabies in the quiet hours. The tightness of my stomach, the polkadots that cloud my vision whenever I...
Gif animatorMhmm, I fear that Ive been stuck in a bit of a creative rut lately. Most days I prefer dressing-up like imaginary characters from my mind and/or daydreaming about spending my birthday in ...
My alarm went off at 5 this morning, a scenario so horrid that its more suitable for a dystopian novel than real life. However, I had exciting plans to look forward to: I went to the antique & vi...
Two very old drawings and a fairly recent one, while Im eagerly waiting for life to excite me.I scrutinize the personalities surrounding me, scour them for passion and inevitably return disappointed....
blue shirt: dads old / grey dress and polkadot tights: h&m / boots: New Look / scarf: my mums olddress: Jutka & Riska / red belt and purse: hand-me-downs / ballet flats: Urban Outfittershandd...
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