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If you're a perv you might enjoy this.
Provins, France, last summer.
There are soooo many photos on my camera, I don't think I'll ever be able to upload them all. I think I might be a hoarder.

Lentils

I made this today.
Coconut lentil soup, Heidi Swanson's recipe.
I pretty much just followed the recipe, but I never measure anything and I added bacon and used curry paste instead of curry powder. It was really delicious, I feel human again.

NWONG - Part II

Some more for your enjoyment. Internet made them second one so green, don't hate me. Ya'll know I'd never do that on purpose.

Slim suit made of hand painted navy wool.
White oxford shirt with exposed back and extended sleeve plackets.

NWONG

My collection is done now! I did a photoshoot a few weeks ago. Thank you to my lovely and beautiful models Lara and Jackie. Photography by the talented Michael Feswick. Such an awesome team of people to work with, everyone is so creative, check out their flickr streams.

Black mesh dress with back cowl.

Cherry Bomb

My bestie and I are going to see The Runaways tomorrow, I'm so excited. She even got me a sweet pin for my bag.

Dear Virginia

"I am reduced to a thing that wants Virginia. I composed a beautiful letter to you in the sleepless nightmare hours of the night, and it has all gone: I just miss you, in a quite simple desperate human way. You, with all your un-dumb letters, would never write so elementary a phrase as that; perhaps you wouldn’t even feel it. And yet I believe you’ll be sensible of a little gap. But you’d clothe it in so exquisite a phrase that it would lose a little of its reality. Whereas with me it is quite stark: I miss you even more than I could have believed; and I was prepared to miss you a good deal. So this letter is just really a squeal of pain. It is incredible how essential to me you have become. I suppose you are accustomed to people saying these things. Damn you, spoilt creature; I shan’t make you love me any the more by giving myself away like this —But oh my dear, I can’t be clever and stand-offish with you: I love you too much for that. Too truly. You have no idea how stand-offish I can be with people I don’t love. I have brought it to a fine art. But you have broken down my defences. And I don’t really resent it."

- Vita Sackville-West in a letter to Virginia Woolf, January 21st 1926
via Suicide Blonde

A hustle here, and a hustle there.

Holly came from Miami, F.L.A.
Hitch-hiked her way across the USA
Plucked her eyebrows on the way
Shaved her legs and then he was a she
She says, Hey babe
Take a walk on the wild side
Hey honey
Take a walk on the wild side

Lou Reed - Take A Walk On the Wild Side