Virgin Suicides

Un quartier calme, des maisons sans histoires, une vie bourgeoise apparemment douce et parfaite dans une ville du Michigan, au coeur de l'Amérique puritaine des années 1970, Cecilia Lisbon, benjamine d'une fratrie de cinq filles toutes blondes et belles, se suicide.

Ses soeurs en mal de vivre, soumises à l'autorité possessive d'une mère qui finira par les enfermer dans la demeure familiale, sont épiées jour et nuit par un groupe de quatre garçons, amoureux éperdus, qui tentent par tous les moyens de leur venir en aide, d'empêcher une série de drames qui risquent de les affecter à jamais...

So much has been said about the girls over the years. But we have never found an answer. It didn't matter in the end how old they had been, or that they were girls... but only that we had loved them... and that they hadn't heard us calling... still do not hear us calling them from out of those rooms... where they went to be alone for all time... and where we will never find the pieces to put them back together...  

THE VIRGIN SUICIDES

Sous les ponts de Monet

People discuss my art and pretend to understand as if it were necessary to understand, when it's simply necessary to love... 
CLAUDE MONET

Dans le jardin

source: I love fake magazine (NL)

Lingerie de vendredi: Dior ss 2010

Dior Paris ss 2010

Lingerie de vendredi: Abbey Lee

Source: Vogue Russia

Danse!

"Increasingly, stars are recruited from the ranks of professional models, with the result that today's starlets are better dressed and better groomed than ever before, though it is doubtful if they are better actresses..."

Rita Hayworth

 

Solitude

Jeter tout par les fenêtres

T'aimer de tout mon être

Je ne suis bonne qu'à ça

Est ce que ça te déçoit ?

J'ai rien trouvé de mieux à faire

et ça peut paraître bien ordinaire

Mais c'est la liste des choses que je veux faire avec toi...

How does your garden grow?

Source: Zoey Rossman

T'en veux?

Source: Ladurée Paris

Let's talk

At Peter Som's backstage...

Bougies et roses

 A brief candle; both ends burning
An endless mile; a bus wheel turning
A friend to share the lonesome times
A handshake and a sip of wine
So say it loud and let it ring
We are all a part of everything
The future, present and the past
Fly on proud bird
You're free at last...

Source: Talula

Degas et le ballet

Art is not what you see, but what you make others see... 

EDGAR DEGAS

Lingerie de vendredi: Oysho

Oysho collection spring summer 2010

St. Valentine's day

Licorne

What I heard then was the melody of children at play. Nothing but that. And I knew that the hopelessly poignant thing was not Lolita's absence from my side, but the absence of her voice from that chorus... 
LOLITA