The Last Doll Standing

Ilona Nelson's Doll Dresses

2012-02-21T17:37:00.000+10:00

'There are layers of nostaligia and emotion attached to childhood things.'

(Harpers Bazaar, Australia, on Ilona Nelson's Doll Dresses).

Kirsty Mitchell

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Kirsty Mitchell is amazing.

Friday, I'm in love

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After a tough week, I'm thrilled it's Friday! Totally biased: but look at Stevie throwing that shawl over her head!! And the little blue-haired nymph awaiting her Prince; I hear you sweetheart!!

Wishing you all a wonderful weekend xxx

Submerged

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Does anyone else find these incredibly emotionally evocative?

They're the work of Simon Harsent.

Karlie Kloss by Mario Testino for UK Vogue, March 2012

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This is wonderful! Hoorah for fashion!!

Lana Del Rey by Mario Testino for UK Vogue, March 2012

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It's Friday, so we'll have some jewels on our heads!

2012-02-03T10:28:00.002+10:00

There was a show on TV on Christmas night about the tiaras and jewels belonging to the Danish Royal family...Best. Thing. Ever. I'm trying to track it down so I can watch it again.

Happy weekend all!

More by Caryn Drexl

2012-02-02T20:22:00.000+10:00

I've posted about the wonderful Caryn Drexl before. I own one of her gorgeous prints.

This is via the amazing Sara Ann Loreth.

I've no words to describe this...

2012-02-02T09:27:00.001+10:00

STEVIE NICKS RHIANNON COSTUME CIRCA 1970s

A two-piece costume worn by Stevie Nicks during a performance of the song “Rhiannon,” written by Nicks about the mythological Welsh goddess Rhiannon - the Goddess of Steeds and the Maker of Birds. The costume consists of a short champagne and gold colored jacket with lace, sequins and applied gold thread with long flowing arms, together with a matching shawl that has a zipper on the left shoulder.

Via Moonsiren.

Diadem of my Dreams

2012-02-02T09:14:00.000+10:00

From Weldons. If I could wear nothing else for my entire life, I'd choose to wear this.

Noah by Anouk Nitsche for Fashion Gone Rogue

2012-01-31T09:29:00.000+10:00

This is a bit gorgeous, yes!? Via Fashion Gone Rogue.

Circus Doll

2012-01-29T23:10:00.001+10:00

Me doing some primping prior to working on my lovely makeup client this evening.

I'm simply obsessed with makeup and styling :)

You can have me do your hair and makeup and style you... anytime you please Rianna Schuh.

Mnemosyne 2011

2012-01-29T12:37:00.000+10:00

From one of my absolute favourite artists, the extraordinary Sayaka Maruyama. With headpieces by another source of incredible inspiration; Tomihiro Kono.

Magdalena Velevska

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My three favourites from Magdalena Velenska. Via Oracle Fox.

Freak Show by Reed and Radar

2012-01-26T10:16:00.000+10:00

Via Huffington Post.

Elie Tahari Spring/Summer 2012

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BAM. Via Fashionising.

Jim Kazanjian composite works

2012-01-24T08:41:00.000+10:00

Tim Burton's soul mate? These are incredible. Jim Kazanjian.

Cat Hat

2012-01-24T08:34:00.002+10:00

Via Souvenirs.

If you love something...

2012-01-19T23:43:00.003+10:00

you are a person with a

mouth and eyes

that i would

crumple galaxies to

be close to

It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight

The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen. Elisabeth Kübler-Ross

You can never really know someone completely. That’s why it’s the most terrifying thing in the world, really—taking someone on faith, hoping they’ll take you on faith too. It’s such a precarious balance, It’s a wonder we do it at all. And yet.. Libba Bray

I am very emotionally attached to the Moon. It’s a bit inconceivable.

She’s mad, but she’s magic.

Charles Bukowski

Are you mine?

My heart?

Mine anymore?

Stay with me for awhile

That’s an awfully real gun

I know life will lay you down

As the lightning has lately done

"Only Skin", Joanna Newsom

Part of me is made of glass, and also, I love you.

Nicole Krauss, "The History of Love"

If you love something, set it free.

And then take another deep breath, make yourself a cup of tea, and try to get some sleep.

I'm reminded of doing Music at uni, and reading about Joni Mitchell. One day, so long ago, tucked away in a corner, I read that she had given her baby up for adoption. I can't quote it exactly, but it went something along the lines of...giving up a child; it leaves a deep hole in a woman.
I drew a lot of courage from that.
I'm sorry I can't quote it exactly, just now.
But it's related with a tremendous amount of faith, and love.

Here; there must be something here

2012-01-17T17:49:00.000+10:00

I've been looking at different versions of this song. This one has a very annoying introduction and please stop the video after she finishes singing; as there's a stinker of an advertisement.

But. The song.

I've been told by one who means everything to me, that I remind him of her sometimes.

I love this song. Loved it when I first heard it. Love it even more now; as life informs me and forces me to learn things about myself that are painful to acknowledge. This is that song for me.

2012-01-17T10:19:00.000+10:00

Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.

William Cowper

King Rides By

2012-01-16T21:04:00.000+10:00

I learnt all about Manny when I was in the Philippines. We were leaving the day of a fight, and the streets; which had previously been teeming with people, were empty.
This is beautiful.
Manny: Please serve your people well. They love you so.
Cat Power Music.

Can't Wait

2012-01-15T17:54:00.000+10:00

Fallen Princesses

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Dina Goldstein's Fallen Princesses.

Teeth lost, hearts won

2012-01-11T09:28:00.001+10:00

Lips

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Kim Sung Jin.

Ophelia is Drowning

2012-01-10T17:53:00.000+10:00

Philipp Bartz.

Runway Shows of the 1990's

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Completely OBSESSED with this.

Steven Meisel for Louis Vuitton

2012-01-07T08:40:00.000+10:00

A beautiful blog, for a new year

2012-01-05T20:00:00.000+10:00

Hello all,
Happy 2012 to you all!
I want this year to be an especially beautiful one here.
I'd like to start it this way:
My blog has always been given the kindest of praise and many shout-outs from artists and other blog writers alike, and I would love to direct you all to a really wonderful blog Shoe Full Of Snot. This writer is, in my humble opinion, particularly gifted. Her posts are full of life, and most wonderfully, full of the writhing's and churning's of her heart and experience as contemporary woman who thinks about things and then writes with such honesty and clarity about her own struggles. Reading her posts feels wonderful to me...I can't recommend her highly enough.
I'd also like to take this opportunity to express my ongoing commitment to the creative world; the artists, doll-makers, makeup artists, designers, poets, writers, musicians, collectors, travellers, seekers, pray-ers, eccentrics...please contact me with your work. I'm endlessly searching for beauty and experience from other like-minded souls. Email me.
And be happy and well.
xxx

Gala Curios Mono No Aware

2011-12-29T13:30:00.000+10:00

Gala Curios.

Muse for 2012: Sarah Sophie Flicker

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Sarah Sophie Flicker for Stylelikeu.com from StyleLikeU on Vimeo.

So. Wonderful.

All images and Vid via Style Like U.

Happy Christmas to my 222

2011-12-23T23:04:00.000+10:00

Hi All,
I want to wish my dear followers a very happy and joyous Christmas.

I've had the worst week. I have a part-time retail job; and I'd pretty much rather die than admit how absolutely awful it's been this lead-up to Christmas.
Dear customers: If you throw it, or swear, or it doesn't fit you, or you're drunk, or you're stressed, or you're broke: I still have to deal with you're tantrums and guess what: I HATE IT. You've killed Christmas for me.

Numerous tears later, in the toilets, I forced myself to take stock.
I wasn't born here. Nor do I have to fight for my life. My sanity is my own. My family all live. We have stuff. Food. A bed. Beloved is safe and well; and IN MY LIFE. It might sound a bit 'Jolie', but I'm well off. I'm one of the lucky ones.

So, this Christmas, I'm going to be grateful for what I do have; and fear less, what I still need to create for myself, and my loved ones.

A trip to my spiritual home is on the cards, as is the on-going creation of the New World with my Beloved.

Thankyou all, for following, and commenting. For reading my bloody rants.
Happy Christmas.
Your Doll.
xx

Lana Del Rey in Wonderland Magazine November/December 2011

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By AJ Numan. Via Alice in Wardrobe Wonderland.

In Pace

2011-12-13T19:25:00.001+10:00

To dance. For you. Into the night. Into forever. My joy.

Every morning we are born again. What we do today is what matters most. Siddhārtha Gautama

The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds. And that’s what you’ve given me. That’s what I’d hoped to give you forever.

You can pretend for a long time, but one day it all falls away and you are alone. We are alone in the most beautiful place in the world. Jean Rhys

She wanted something to happen - something, anything: she did not know what. Kate Chopin

Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is it wants. The way it stops and starts.

Edgar Allan Poe.

“If you remember me, then I don’t care if everyone else forgets.”

Haruki Murakami.

Wondering around in solitude this afternoon. An elderly lady offered me a tissue.

'Why are you sad? You have so much life ahead of you.'

How to explain that I'm struggling?

I thanked her; went on to the river. To be near the water.

'What do you want, Rianna? Hard times...it's life, Bella. Take a deep breath. Walk home, quietly.'

On my way, I remembered this song. From Kenneth Branagh's 'Hamlet'.

I remembered how moved I'd been. I remembered that life is beautiful.

And that my love is stronger. Every day, stronger, than my fear.

Meow

2011-12-13T08:27:00.000+10:00

Charlotte Olympia.

Terrors of 3am

2011-12-13T08:11:00.000+10:00

I don't normally share too many personal things on this blog. I don't really know why. But I had another horrific dream last night.
I was in a large, tumble-down mansion. I was looking after a little girl, who is very important to me in real life, and her Great Grandmother and mine were both dying. I was trying to prepare her, and I could feel my heart leaping through my chest because I was trying so hard to stay in control, and strong for her, and I had to keep going into the room to nurse both of them. She was crying and terrified by what was happening and I was desperate to see both elderly women off with peace and love, but I was losing control, and being swarmed by my own feelings, and those of the little girl.
Her Great Grandmother died, and while I was comforting her, my own Grandma put her head under the sheets and fell asleep.
Suddenly the little girls' family arrived and escorted us out. I was running, trying to get outside to throw up, but was ushered into a bathroom at the top of a long staircase. I threw up, and while I was struggling for breath and control, I realised that someone else was in the room. I looked over my shoulder and a man in Victorian dress was sitting on a chair. His face was a gaping hole; like he'd received a terrible injury, and I knew he was a ghost. I got up and tried to run, but the bathroom door was bolted shut.
And then I woke up.
I'm sick to death of these dreams. I hate that I'm finding it increasingly difficult to let them go when the morning comes; like it's some-kind of personal failing, some weakness that they're even impacting me this way. I'm becoming absolutely reticent to close my eyes at night. I want to take my mind out and scrub it clean and re-insert it.

2011-12-13T07:46:00.000+10:00

Chanel Paris Bombay Collection 2012

2011-12-09T11:14:00.000+10:00

Fantastic, fantastic!! Chanel's makeup maestro, Peter Philips, is a genius.

Indian headpieces!! I've collected them for years; this is just fuel for my fire :)

Dream

2011-12-08T21:49:00.000+10:00

I've had a recurring dream for a while.
I'm on a beach, a very long beach. I'm walking toward cliffs at the end of the beach.
I need to get there to be 'safe'. I'm wearing a huge gown. It's Victorian; corseted and white. And the tide comes in and drenches the gown. I start running, but I'm weighed down with water. I have to keep going to get to the cliffs; the water is swarming around me and I'm sobbing trying to gather all my skirts and keep moving forward.
I usually wake up at this point. Sweaty and scared.
I relayed this dream, and it's possible psychosis, to my beloved Anna tonight.
And she said:
'Darling: you could take off the dress.'
Yes. I could. I could shed it all.
Sobbing; I let it go.

Karlie Kloss by Alexi Lubomirski for Vogue Germany December 2011

2011-12-07T09:06:00.000+10:00

Lovely styling.

Enough of this jibber jabber!

2011-12-01T09:37:00.000+10:00

Right! I've made an executive decision that my distress must end now, regardless of whether it wants to or not. Bam!
Let's talk nails. I have a small obsession with fly gal nails. Gwen Stefani started it, Beyonce solidified it, and the total genius Sophy Robson has made them de rigour for the runway...she's also single-handedly responsible for me incessantly referring to just about everything as 'fly'.
I used to be a nail snob and went through dark periods of ripping off my acrylics and keeping my nails all indie and short and dark or natural. But my true self always wins out and I'll snap and bolt for a salon to have them re-applied. Can't help it. I like that they make one look uber glam (I keep mine long, oval and burgundy mostly), and I love it when I see someone wearing some freak nails with loads of glitter and little things stuck on. It's the 'kook factor' I think. Plus...Dolly Parton. Enough said.
Things I also love include the conversations that go down over the file machine:
Nail Technician: 'Why you no marry?'
Rianna: 'Dunno'
NT: 'You wanna get marry?'
R: 'Hell yeah!'
NT: 'You want sparkle gel?'
R: 'Yes pleeeeeeease!'

Images via HOT MESS.

Feeling better already :)

Beautiful.

2011-11-30T22:17:00.000+10:00

One of my most favourite photographs ever. I love that I can endlessly imagine what she said to him; just before she pressed her head against his chest, and felt his arm go around her and pull her in to safety. What he said in response.

It's so perfect to me. It's more than perfect to me.

2011-11-30T09:30:00.000+10:00

It's dark here. Today is a hard day.

Eugenio Recuenco

2011-11-30T08:40:00.000+10:00

I think the scope of Eugenio Recuenco's photographs is really quite incredible.

Enchanted Dolls by Marina Bychkova

2011-11-25T09:28:00.000+10:00

Anna Karenina Survives The Train

Captain Nemo's Daughter

Stages Of Grief

Lavanya

Lolita

Stepmother

Surviving

Young Cixi: The Dowager Empress of China

Dunyazade

Mahkdot

Scheherazade

Siren

Artificial Intelligence

These are some of the amazing dolls created by Marina Bychkova. I can't stop looking at them.

My ribcage is a jewel box; my gems are for the keyholder

2011-11-16T22:28:00.002+10:00

"If you are my love, well love, what's wrong?

You don't keep me company for near enough long

I can't feel or touch you or hold you for long

O Song, are you leading me on?"

(Augie March)

"The only dream worth having...is to live while you're alive and die only when you're dead."

(Arundahati Roy)

"I've seen many troubles in my time, only half of which ever came true."

(Mark Twain)

"Find things that shine and move toward them."

(Mia Farrow)

"What you spend years building may be destroyed overnight; build it anyway."

(Mother Teresa)

"It is a mistake to look too far ahead. The chain of destiny can only be grasped one link at a time."

(Winston Churchill)

"Avoid people with gold teeth who want to play cards."

(George Carlin)

"Life loves to be taken by the lapels and told: 'I am with you kid. Let's go.'"

(Maya Angelou)

"Pour yourself a drink, put on some lipstick and pull yourself together."

(Elizabeth Taylor)

He was born with a gift of laughter and a sense that the world was mad. Rafael Sabatini

Here.

And here. With you.

So now I have started living my own life. Imperfect and clumsy as it may look, it is resembling me now, thoroughly. Elizabeth Gilbert

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close. Pablo Neruda

This life I've made on my own, it's lonely with the love I've known

2011-11-09T22:25:00.000+10:00

I've long been a fan of Holly Miranda. Her album 'The Magician's Private Library' is an album I rate highly, solely because it constantly moves me to move; and as a dancer, this is something I prize very highly from a musician.
I love this song, and am choreographing to it at present. This version doesn't give full scope to the song (in my opinion), but the gypsy violin is gorgeous, and I think her vocals here (live), are sublime.
I recommend the album for any little neuvo-folk freaks out there; it's very lovely.

Dior Couture Patrick Demarchelier

2011-11-08T09:33:00.000+10:00

Stop it right now; Patrick Demarchelier has a new book out on....Dior Couture.

I bet it's completely spectacular and perfect and I WANT IT for my collection.

He got Jeff Koons to write the forward; worth it for that alone, methinks!

Angel Jackson

2011-11-03T08:45:00.000+10:00

The 'Lucky' one, the 'Pow', and one of the feathered ones please. Thankyou.

Angel Jackson.

The Beard Review

2011-10-31T21:36:00.000+10:00

I've been meaning to make this post for a long time. Because that was actually the deal. When beloved was wooing me, we were bantering one night on the phone, and I casually mentioned that if he grew a beard, I would a) probably want to kiss on him; and b) would document it on my blog.
A day or so later, I received an email entitled 'Day 1' and a picture of his face. It continued for a full month, with little insights into his day, comments, much flirtatious dialogue and at the end of the month....he got kissed on. A lot.
Months and months later; this is the post I mentioned. The kisses? He gets loads of them constantly :)

Jacquelyn Jablonski by Miles Aldridge, Vogue Italia September 2011

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Escape

2011-10-28T10:00:00.000+10:00

Yesterday was one of the worst days I've ever had. It was an absolute shocker. Tears, terrors; everything bad that could have happened, did happen yesterday.
Part way through I was sitting alone trying to gather myself all back together, and despairing that there seemed to be pieces missing, and I decided to look at some art by Ellen Rogers, whom I've long adored.
And I imagined being safe and covered in jewels; living in one of her beautiful worlds. And that stopped my heart racing a little bit. So I imagined harder, and harder, and harder...and I slowly calmed down, and I was able to leave the cafe where I'd been dying in a corner, walk outside, through the city, and home again. And while I was walking, I kept my mind focused on how lovely I would feel if I was in an Ellen Rogers photograph.
Aberrant Necropolis is her new book, and I'm crazy-keen to get my own copy...which I can carry around with me in case of future life-quakes.

La Recoleta

2011-10-26T09:31:00.000+10:00

A city of the dead, with streets and street lamps. Longing to go and get lost amidst the tombs.

Lloyd Simmons

2011-10-19T08:46:00.000+10:00

Lloyd Simmons.

LUISAVIAROMA

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ALINARI STEFANO

ERE BY REPOSSI

STEPHEN WEBSTER

GISELE GANNE

BLISS ROSE

CA&LOU

NESSA

LIA DI GREGORIO

IOSSELLIANI

Luisaviaroma.

Taylor Tomasi Hill by Tetsuharu Kubota for The Block, F/W 2011

2011-10-18T09:21:00.000+10:00

My part-time obsession looking out-of-control amazing in front of the lens of Tetsuharu Kubota.

My favourite is of her in the torn Marchesa gown. I love.

Rooney Mara by Mert and Marcus for US Vogue, November 2011

2011-10-18T08:47:00.000+10:00

Monsoon Wedding

2011-10-17T23:03:00.000+10:00

One of my favourite films; I watch it quite often.

I remember seeing it for the first time, one Christmas. All my family asleep in our holiday retreat in Noosa, and me, wide awake, on the couch; basically lip reading the dialogue as I had to keep it down, so as not to disturb anyone. I was totally in love with it.

The line that makes it for me; that I hear in my head in all kinds of instances:

'Without you; everything will break'.

Beautiful.

VA VA

2011-10-17T20:09:00.000+10:00

Karen Walker Va Va Sunglasses. I'm in love. Please feel free to gift them to me.

Nina Ricci Resort 2012

2011-10-17T07:11:00.001+10:00

The dress with the jacket, (look 3 in my own little lookbook here) and I, are in a mutually exclusive relationship. And we're very happy. She's meeting my parents this weekend, and then we're going on a romantic mini-break. It's true love.

Ann He

2011-10-17T06:54:00.000+10:00

Ann He.

Metals

2011-10-14T23:31:00.000+10:00

So...Let's talk about Feist.

I bought her new album today. Like, I actually said to myself; 'You must have this immediately' and then I went to the MUSIC STORE WHERE THEY SELL ALBUMS AND I BOUGHT IT.

And...it's freaking amazing.

Feist and I have had a long and loving relationship. She's never let me down. In fact; she's shared innumerable baths and 'bedtimes' with me. She's my girl for heartbreak/heartache/'what the hell is my heart doing'?/'I'm in love'/'I'm scared to death' etc etc etc.

I backed my car out of the driveway earlier tonight, and heard the first notes and lyrics of her new album; and it was gorgeous. I can't recommend it highly enough. This woman knows what she's singing about.

"Pack up all my care and woe, here I go, singing low"

2011-10-12T18:02:00.001+10:00

Blue day. Nothing to do but call my Gran. And then the loveliest thing happened. I was wailing about life and the general debris accumulated whilst living it, and she said 'Rianna; remember how you would dress up as a little girl...always with the gold bag I've kept for you. And we would 'drive' to Noosa for dinner. There would always be a time-lapse; and dancing.' And I went straight back there; to the couch and lounge room at Gran's house. I felt the humidity of the QLD evenings, and the safety and love of our 'dress-ups'.
'We've always had something special Rianna; you and I...since you were tiny. I used to love cooking with you on my shoulder as a baby, singing 'Bye Bye Blackbird' to you. And you would mew like a little kitten and sleep soundly upon your Granny's shoulder'.
ME: Good God Gran!!! 'Bye Bye Blackbird'!!!
GRAN: Yes darling, of course; put a little lilt into it and any babe will fall asleep.
ME: BUT THAT'S ONE OF MY FAVOURITE NUMBERS OF ALL TIME!!!!!! I NEVER KNEW!!!!
GRAN: (Laughing) Well; you must have always remembered.

And so it is. Made especially for 'Liza with a Z' in 1972 by beloved Bob Fosse: here is the version I dance to regularly, with the most spectacular Ben Vereen, singing. I leave all behind in the joy of this song. Doubled, tripled and quadrupled now that I know it was given to me by my Gran, as a baby.

And...the sensational original. I believe my most favourite, Ann Reinking, is lead dancer here.

Happy Doll.

This.Is.Glamorous

2011-10-11T09:32:00.000+10:00

Marisa Berenson, March 1970

Tasseled earring by Giorgio di Sant’Angelo

'Afloat Upon a Unicorn Boat'

2011-10-09T08:16:00.000+10:00

Florence Harrison, 1912. Via Ghoul Next Door.

'It's you, it's you, it's all for you'

2011-10-05T20:00:00.000+10:00

New favourite song ever. I've played this video repeatedly since I discovered her fifteen minutes ago.

Lanvin Fall 2011 Campaign

2011-10-05T09:18:00.000+10:00

Alber Elbaz is such a fashion genius. Plus...he's funny :)

Ben Amun

2011-10-04T21:04:00.001+10:00

Ben Amun. These pieces are so beautiful!!! So 'Indian-esque'. And...affordable, kids!

I wish, I wish, I wish.

Things that are 'Out Of Control Fantastic' #1

2011-10-04T18:53:00.001+10:00

Zac Posen Resort 2012 via Vogue. The gold dress! Pure mermaid. I also really adore Coca Rocha modelling these looks; I love models doing really dramatic work with clothes; so much more evocative of a mood than bog-standard poses. She makes every outfit look like it was made for her; thereby creating the aura of 'great' glamour - who doesn't respond to that?

Thoughts?

Wear it, and life will be awesome

2011-09-30T00:19:00.000+10:00

Hi Friends!

This is yours truly in my bespoke headress by Caroline Mitchell. Anyone who has been following this blog for a little while will know I'm obsessed with headpieces, and wear/lust after them all the time.

I can't recommend Caroline highly enough, if you're yearning for a custom-made headpiece; she's a joy to work with!!

Balm for the terrors of 3am

2011-09-29T09:23:00.000+10:00

There she weaves by night and day

A magic web of colours gay

She has heard a whisper say,

A curse is on her if she stay

To look down on Camelot

....

Lying, robed in snowy white

That loosely flew to left and right --

The leaves upon her falling light --

Thro' the noises of the night,

She floated down to Camelot:

And as the boat-head wound along

The willowy hills and fields among,

They heard her singing her last song,

The Lady of Shalott.

Heard a carol, mournful, holy,

Chanted loudly, chanted lowly,

Till her blood was frozen slowly,

And her eyes were darkened wholly,

Turn'd to tower'd Camelot.

For ere she reach'd upon the tide

The first house by the water-side,

Singing in her song she died,

The Lady of Shalott.

Under tower and balcony,

By garden-wall and gallery,

A gleaming shape she floated by,

Dead-pale between the houses high,

Silent into Camelot.

Out upon the wharfs they came,

Knight and Burgher, Lord and Dame,

And around the prow they read her name,

The Lady of Shalott.

Who is this? And what is here?

And in the lighted palace near

Died the sound of royal cheer;

And they crossed themselves for fear,

All the Knights at Camelot;

But Lancelot mused a little space

He said, "She has a lovely face;

God in his mercy lend her grace,

The Lady of Shalott."

-Alfred Lord Tennyson.

Alvin Ailey

2011-09-28T09:48:00.000+10:00

I tried to find a clip of 'Revelations' to post here, but while they are so beautiful to me, they're not of the highest quality to share...especially if you haven't experienced Ailey's work before.
That being said, I watch videos of different performances of sections of his iconic 'Revelations' a lot... heart quake every single time.

Have you any dreams you'd like to sell?

2011-09-22T09:42:00.000+10:00

"I wondered if that was how forgiveness budded; not with the fanfare of epiphany, but with pain gathering its things, packing up, and slipping away unannounced in the middle of the night."

Khaled Hosseini

"Now i am quietly waiting for the catastrophe of my personality to seem beautiful again."

Frank O’Hara

"The room is full of the incandescence you poured into me. The room will explode when I sit at the side of your bed and you talk to me. I don’t hear your words: your voice reverberates against my body like another kind of caress, another kind of penetration. I have no power over your voice. It comes straight from you into me. I could stuff my ears and it would find it’s way into my blood and make it rise."

Anaïs Nin

He would have passed a pleasant life of it, in despite of the Devil and all his works, if his path had not been crossed by a being that causes more perplexity to mortal man than ghosts, goblins, and the whole race of witches put together, and that was - a woman.

Washington Irving.

There’s a way to be good again. Khaled Hosseini

We call them faerie. We don’t believe in them. Our loss. Charles de Lint

I have learned now that while those who speak about one’s miseries usually hurt, those who keep silence hurt more. C.S. Lewis

Whatever comes,” she said, “cannot alter one thing. If I am a princess in rags and tatters, I can be a princess inside. It would be easy to be a princess if I were dressed in cloth of gold, but it is a great deal more of a triumph to be one all the time when no one knows it.

Frances Hodgson Burnett

“This tremendous world that I have inside of me. How to free myself, and this world, without tearing myself to pieces. And rather tear myself to a thousand pieces than be buried with this world within me.” Kafka

Giles Spring 2012

2011-09-21T08:58:00.000+10:00

Rose Byrne by Will Davidson for Muse Fall, 20

2011-09-21T08:39:00.001+10:00

She is completely divine. I'd watch her read the phonebook.

Dylan Shaw

2011-09-17T09:25:00.001+10:00

Dylan Shaw.

Lais Oliveira by Sven-Anton Svensson for BlackBook September 2011

2011-09-17T09:04:00.002+10:00

Karli Kloss in Life Magazine

2011-09-17T08:55:00.000+10:00

Life.

2011-09-14T09:19:00.001+10:00

Vintage Gwen, and some old-school No Doubt to combat the blues. Add some victory rolls, red lippy and a forehead full of bindis, and I'm hopeful things will lift soon. The thought of those crazy braces never fails to make my smile. So cool!!!