supreme beings.

dark hair,  pale skin, 
sheer tops and lack of tops.

There is nothing quite like the feeling of Chateau d'Yquem slowly entering one's mouth, a liquid heaven that causes every tastebud to light up with it's sweet presence and mouthwatering aroma. 

other delicacies:  Grgich Hill's Violetta, Helfrich Gewurztraminer 05, Dolce, and pratically any wine out of the Sauternes region.

hidden place.

"Love, far from being benign and sweet, is, in fact, the closest many of us get to experiencing mental illness"

it's oh so quiet.

cover me.

hang me up to dry.

 

A year ago, before the madness called ANTM, working at Skype in London, running around with a fake mustache ...  

not worried about my smize, face tension or barbie toe.

 

...how i miss Skype, beer fridays, and all its splendor.

ffffffffffffffound.

Victim: Chadwick Taylor 

Haunting photographic work that captures raw emotion with the use of blur and grain. His studio portraits have a vintage feel and I couldn't help but love that he has a Portfolio book titled 'Demons'. Not to mention, he has shot some of my favorite pale skinned girls, Ranya and Meghan.  A photographer to watch...

MORE PALE SKIN TO LOVE.

 

MY ART.

PLAYING WITH WATERCOLOR

THROUGH MY LENS.

AROUND THE CORNER OF MY HUMBLE ABODE IN LIVERMORE, 
STANDS A GREAT MANY ABANDONED FARMS AND HOUSES, 
WHICH I HAD THE PLEASURE TO EXPLORE

"We artists are indestructible, even in a prison cell or a concentration camp I would be almighty in my own world of art. Even if I had to paint my pictures with my wet tongue on the dusty floor of my cell."

-- Pablo Picasso

Paul Rowland, you are my hero.

One of his girls.. Rachel Clark in TUSH MAG

Supreme Management, I surrender..

addicted to love.

MY TWO WORLDS COMBINED.  

Everyday is a Bowie day.

meltmyheart.

Dear Vogue Korea,
Call me. xo

razzle dazzle.

A little math humor...
"They integrated from the very point of origin. Her curves were continuous, and even though he was odd, he was a real number. They both wanted to get skewed. The day their lines first intersected, they became an ordered pair. From then on, it was a continuous function. They were both in their prime, so in next to no time they were horizontal and parallel. She was awed by the magnitude of his perpendicular line, and he was amazed by her conical projections.

"Bisect my angle!" she postulated each time she reached her local maximum. They had many simultaneous solutions. He taught her the chain rule as she implicitly defined the amplitude of his simple harmonic Motion. They underwent multiple rotations of their axes, until at last they reached the vertex, the critical
point, their finite limit.

After that they slept like logs. Later she found him taking a right-handed limit, and that was a problem. It was improper form. He meanwhile had realized that she was irrational, not to mention square. It seemed as though she was from another dimension.

Things just weren't adding up, so they diverged. That was a real plus because he needed to get her out of his domain.
She's currently reaching the limit in a relationship that is somewhat undefined. He is currently unable to afford dating because he did a cosine on a loan for his son, Ray."

Baldovino Barani. How I love Thee.

"A great photographer is the one that gives you confidence, that wants to have fun within the moment, doesn't stop you or give you boundaries. It's about flow and chemistry; you just go together, like a wave."

--Claudia Schiffer 

“No one wants to see curvy women. You’ve got fat mothers with their bags of chips sitting in front of the television and saying that thin models are ugly.”

—Karl Lagerfeld

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-xo. Brittany.