Marilyn Monroe powders herself in ‘The Prince and The Showgirl’, 1957 - gif
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There is something mad sexy about a woman with vixen red nails.
See, OPI in Big Apple Red. It’s my end all be all favorite.
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If I could time travel and then just stay forever I would set my sights on New York City in the 50s. Splendid darling.
Simone D’Aillencourt in New York City for Harper’s Bazaar, mid 1950s. Photo by William Helburn.
Stars shining bright above you.
Night breezes seem to whisper, I love you.
Birds singing in the sycamore trees.
Dream a little dream of me.
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summer skin
This happens to me everytime it gets warm. I hadn’t thought about you at all. But then there was the sunshine. Which lead to the warm nights where you step outside and are struck by the gentleness. I expected goosebumps and to scrunch up my face but instead the breeze was the perfect amount of warm and it made me feel safe. And then it’s in the air. The smell of dirt that’s just a little wet with a hint of sweet—something blooming in a well-tended garden far away. It’s the sound of crickets and the church chimes and the 9th inning at the park down the block that conjure the low hum of your voice telling me a story. All this collides together in my brain, and then it’s the feeling when you kissed me and it was so much that I shot in a million directions until I was everywhere all at once and I can’t even explain how it feels because it’s on the other side of words.
If I think about it I’m sure it didn’t happen because I never thought these things were real and you were too much exactly what I had imagined in my most beautiful thoughts.
But you were real. An impossibility for such an ordinary life. And now I want to kiss you, and five minutes from now, and tomorrow, and so many times after just to feel how I felt then. But it would be selfish and I think you would be scared if I ever said so. Mostly I’m just mad that time didn’t stop to let beautiful things last forever.
Veritas
“The advice I like to give young artists, or really anybody who’ll listen to me, is not to wait around for inspiration. Inspiration is for amateurs; the rest of us just show up and get to work. If you wait around for the clouds to part and a bolt of lightning to strike you in the brain, you are not going to make an awful lot of work. All the best ideas come out of the process; they come out of the work itself. Things occur to you. If you’re sitting around trying to dream up a great art idea, you can sit there a long time before anything happens. But if you just get to work, something will occur to you and something else will occur to you and something else that you reject will push you in another direction. Inspiration is absolutely unnecessary and somehow deceptive. You feel like you need this great idea before you can get down to work, and I find that’s almost never the case.”
- Chuck Close
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summer lovin had me a glass.
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ohmygoshohmygoshohmygoshohmygoshohmyohmyohmygosh
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summer is coming. And I’m so very ready.
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