this images make me want to walk into an old film. so absolutely gorgeous, wholesome, and naive. whereas all the new intrusion of color brings to mind images of corruption and infiltration. i want the old stuff back. i'm tired of everything modern, i can't keep up with this.. i'm exhausted of chasing the latest JUNK.
so absolutely obsessed, its gross. i would kill to be able to do this to my hair every morning when i wake up.. i feel a challenge coming on! (always)alanna
the vibe emanating from pamela love's spring 2011 showcase have me going wild. i'm still wondering whether her true calling was jewelry because DAMN does she have an eye for makeup and hair. not to mention the gorgeous drape and aesthetic of those designs. every single thing just fucking rocks. like whoa, seriously.
loving the black of these photos. its no wonder i hide away until the sun sinks down. not to mention that color pop in the last picture which is an immediate time warp right back into the summer (which i do NOT miss though i'm definitely enjoying this snapshot)