"Overgrowth" a collaboration between photographer Parker Fitzgerald and floral designer Riley Messina.
We went in search of snow and golden sunlight, and felt like we were in a different country.
this is my life among sprites and dryads;
the moon is my sun and i bring death
longing, mournful, silent death
by beauty, by kisses, a fairy tale nightmare
in pale light and cold water
a destiny i never chose, without a choice
i long for love;
true love, human love
oh moon, oh stars, my wind and water
i weep, i bleed inside, myself a sprite
no way out, no true love, my wishes,
i kill men, lure them to me
my nature, my power so cold and my tears.
i cannot sing, i cannot speak, cannot say
what you mean to me. my hope
that what you see could be enough, and yet
my bones are cold, a chill in me, you do not know;
a life i try to escape without a chance,
but fate and my true love for you
can only end with you, with me, in the lake.
i need a hug
I got a tortured mind
And my blade is sharp
A bad combination
In the dark
If I killed a man
In the first degree
Baby, would you, would you flee with me?
01. jonathan stein - wetnap
02. erykah badu - the healer
03. basenji - dawn
04. ceo - whorehouse
05. kauf - relocate
06. cibo matto - déjà vu
07. machinedrum - belief
08. actress - birdcage
09. gold panda - quitters raga
10. patrick cowley - school daze
11. knxwledge - luchini[twrk]
12. morri$ - ladyboy
13. st. vincent - prince johnny
14. botany - celeste
15. mzwètwo - city of china
16. warpaint - biggy
17. tv on the radio - say you do
18. fiona apple - every single night (melo-x apt basement god mix)
19. four tet - locked
20. rodrigo amarante - irene
emily's tumblr friends model cast » hafsa as clément chabernaud
ASKED BY tanaquil
omg bless :’) those were the days
spent my whole sunday listening to AM on repeat and procrastinating important stuff wbu
“Masha, listen to me. Cosmetics are an extension of the will. Why do you think all men paint themselves when they go to fight? When I paint my eyes to match my soup, it is not because I have nothing better to do than worry over trifles. It says, I belong here, and you will not deny me. When I streak my lips red as foxgloves, I say, Come here, male. I am your mate, and you will not deny me. When I pinch my cheeks and dust them with mother-of-pearl, I say, Death, keep off, I am your enemy, and you will not deny me. I say these things, and the world listens, Masha. Because my magic is as strong as an arm. I am never denied.”
I haven’t ever, and I don’t think I ever will, find a more beautiful dress.
"To create a sculptural fabric, I am experimenting with the printing technique of marbling; combining embroidery, bonding and pleating. Applying these fabrics into fashion creates unusual and intricate fashion garments."