atrocity exhibition

for entertainment they watch his body twist

behind his eyes he says

'i still exist'

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joy division

joy division

joy division

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and M.I.A.

i do not own this.

<3

ΔΔΔ - every evening standard programme.

time to start wasting your time.

in a good way.

if you haven't started yet.

NICE LITTLE PICTURE OF FLORENCE.

because i love her.

and for distraction (of what??)

i guess i'm just too tired.

let's move on.

scroll down to the big fat title. do it.

*****

my favourite websites !

mostly blogs.

i visit them everrry time i'm working at the computer.

(which is every day)

• Fashiontoast
• Disarming Darling ...
• ...and her best friend: Jean Greige
• Happy Because !
• Visual Diary of Pascal Grob 
• (music music music:) Indieball
• facebook (ha-ha)
• 3 Dollars
• Garance Doré (you'll find her without being linked directly, oh yes, you will)
• >>> Art School Vets <<<

not quite that many, actually. still.

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don't forget:

 

 >>> alison scarpullas flickr !!

THESE PICTURES ARE AMAZING.

another florence one:

xx

more apples for fiona

fiona apple. apple. apple. apple.

i mean, look at her. she's pure 90ies and her music makes me sit in front of my laptop/ipod/ghettoblaster and just listen. and probably watch, too, as for her music videos are wicked.

loads of interesting stuff about her sitting around in the internet. saaad stuff.

(it even made me cry, whilst watching this.)

now eat this, my friend.

aww it's her. and a bottle.





now this was a really BIG one.

rubber kiddie

i like this picture

and you

x

update:

xx.

Get some!

love Lykke Li.

Get some of this.

x

the undertow of warpaint

that is - needless to say - amazing.

batik dyeing and silver suns

..and an amazing dress by h&m:

isn't it gorgeous? not to forget the batik part of summer. wear blue and white batik tops, self-made shorts and lots of silvery jewelry. and don't forget, open hair. if you get too hot under the blazing sun, jump into the river (don't bother that you're still wearing your clothes). it's a hippie summer! enjoy.

Complot - Winter 2011

Conscious Collection

Today, I found my perfect, perfect dreamy dress at H&M and I think I'll have to buy it. I won't be able to resist! Another quite interesting thing I guess will be the new Conscious Collection by H&M, about which I read at Les Attitudes. Especially this dress here; it's beautiful!

Do Your Own Spring

Do Your own Spring (Joules)

Marie Antoinette

there once was a girl who lived a dream. her name was marie.

marie had everything she wanted. she only had to tip her index finger on the plaquette that hung from her golden bracelet and the sound of a million crystal bells would make her servants appear. they'd bring her floating robes of muslin and velvet and silk which shimmered in all colours of the rainbow, decorated with ornaments of silver and gold. or beatiful sapphires and rubys and jewelry of all sorts, bordered in precious rare earth metals. or even shoes of the finest leather, cream coloured or dark like hot chocolate, suede boots for hunting and artful lace-up shoes for balls, as music enchanted her to be a light-hearted dancer.

but she wasn't happy. she never had learned to appreciate all her possessions, she never had gotten to know the poverty and suffering of the world outside the castle walls, she never even lost a thought about the feelings of her servants. to her, they were pretty dressed, faceless creatures, always polite and never speaking unless she told them to. all the masses of servants, the masses of the nation, why should she think about them when she sunk into a basin of white marble, filled with rose-water, or when she sat down to get her long golden hair brushed and perfumed carefully before the pearls were plaited in? why should she ever try to help them out of their misery? she had all she wanted. and she saw no use in caring about the others.

and then there came the day, when the people wanted revenge. they took away everything she had and the burnt it in a fire, so hot the flames turned green. they made her sing a song, her last one, and her clear voice was shaking and getting fainter and fainter until it faded into silence. that was when she was killed.

so be grateful for what you have.