I don’t wanna check bitches tell them wear their Nikes.
Via: Aaronya Paintss
Via: Aaronya Paintss
Happy birthday to doe-eyed baby face Sir Paul McCartney. A legend, a genius and one of my favorite musicians. I can’t pick which McCartney creation is my favorite, but what’s yours? Actually no, it’s Blackbird, before realizing what the song is about. Just beautifully written, beautifully composed, I can listen to it forever. Simple and sophisticated. Via: Beatles Muses
Joking? I was never joking. I gave you all you needed. You made your decisions. What’s done cannot be undone, it’s time to go full scorched earth. A story as wild as mine needs to be told tastefully. How many people feel stupid right now? Raise your hand. Everything I am has been on full display, you just didn’t look so you can’t blame Naomi. You can only blame yourselves, your lack of intelligence, your laziness, your arrogance, your basic homogeny, your thirst for power without knowing what it truly means. Via: Livies Be Dumb
Via: Lwren Scott
“At the end of the day everyone just wants to be cool and beautiful. Think about it, that’s the premise of most movies, shows and books.” This is why I thank god everyday for my beauty, it is a gift given unmerited and to have it naturally bestowed is a blessing. The world yields for the beautiful, it always has and always will. And those who have no access to such a world notice it most. What I found in the past two days is a real life craft, a group of misfits who wanted the world, but weren’t pretty enough to be in. So their leader, made a plan, definitely called ugly all her life, which she is with her thin eyebrows, thin lips, uneven nostrils, extra skin on the other side of her nose, uneven chin, close together ugly eyes, a ratty ponytail, terrible taste in clothes, a non existent body, to get a man renowned for his high standards in women, in an attempt to force the world to see her as beautiful. For fame and money. I have found her on multiple troll accounts, trying to sway the opinion of his fanbase. The things she said, the lengths she goes through, reveals a woman mentally unstable, desperate, delusional and dangerous.
You and your coven have broken rules even the mightiest of god doesn’t break, by taking away the freewill of two people, in love no less. And you’re still irrelevant, because you’re that basic and ugly. Notice all the articles she forces them to use gorgeous and glamorous. You feel entitled to a persons lifestyle by any means necessary. You are disgusting and seem to think you can create a seed through such darkness, evilness and that seed will not show you darkness tenfold? You created a bond from darkness, the bond on your behalf will return. You will regret the tie that binds. Nothing will go as planned or in your favor.
You didn’t glamour the whole world darling, so no, we all still have eyes. You ain’t it. You got beat with the ugly stick, HARD. You thought you were going to be a socialite, with endorsement deals and an empire. So off, you skipped surgery, like normal people would get. You sold stories insulting my beauty, as if I would ever be second to you, as if he would have picked you, a nobody, over her. To give you a baby she wanted, to make yourself seem special, it’s pathetic. You blocked me first, you will not be unblocked. I’m not someone you disrespect. You will pay to the highest decree for what you’ve done. You not so big and bad now that I took your powers right? What happened I thought you were a bad girl, a boss bitch? Run pull up now that you know who the f*ck I am. And remember everyone, if somethings out of character investigate. Thank god the dead speak to me to find peace. Artist: Alexis Chivir-Ter
Best fashion compliment of my life? Maripol, who I was stunned to meet in Graceland (a room covered wall to wall, top to bottom with photographs of Grace Jones, most taken by the aforementioned party) when Serge Becker introduced her. “You were just in The New York Times,” I blurted out leaving them astonished.
“Yeah,” she smiled slightly. We all went back to glum.
I continued setting up before making my way to the back dining room next door, turns out I was her server. For those not up to speed she created Madonna’s iconic Boy Toy look and styled Grace Jones. A legendary renaissance woman apart of a golden age of art from the 70’s-80’s, running in the most coveted social circles on the scene. Needless to say her standards were tip top bitch. And here I was fifteen minutes late in the first place, deciding to wear my Halloween costume for David Bowie who passed that day. Rocking a silk lavender jumpsuit, switching the scarf out for a black floral one, instead of the orange birds I originally donned. Tying it into a voluminous bow, that burst like a bouquet. “That’s a serious jumpsuit,” Serge commented earlier that evening, freaked out “I just dropped off flowers that exact color to Iman.” He stared incredulous by the coincidence, because coincidences don’t really exist, only synchronicity. Now, under Maripol’s appraising eye the pressure was on in more ways than one and no matter how hard I tried to please her service wise, she was unimpressed. Never enough water, never enough ice, the drinks were slow. Testing me, I knew.
I just kept going, complaining at the service bar that she might actually hate me. After a grueling effort the night ended. “Nice outfit,” Maripol said, leaving a generous tip.
“Thank you, it’s my homage to Bowie.”
After being hawked and her whispering to the blonde next to her, I swore she hated everything about me. But it was option two, she was giving me shit because she liked me too much. This is a moment I will savior forever, fortunate enough just to meet her. What was the best fashion compliment you’ve ever received? Via: Documenting Fashion & Strip Project
When do the clubs open?
Word. Invest in yourself, whatever that may be to reach whatever goals you’ve set. Ways to do that vary, but include: proper sleep, good nutrition, learning, studying, exercise, reading…are you rushing to keep up with everyone else? Take your time. Make a plan that suits you and map out the steps to water yourself. Via: Seconds Apart
“People will do anything, no matter how absurd, to avoid facing their own soul.”
Artist: Sara Shakeel
Extravagance only! Give us glamour, give us Marge Simpson, tell me my fortune at a Truman Capote party. Sophia has entered twice, is it fair? Is she cheating? We’ll allow it, she came to play. And the winner is? Via: David Bailey, Fault Magazine, Richard Avedon & Adeline Style