1975 goooooodnesssssssssssssssss paloma picasso for YSL by helmut newton


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my mother

Mother Dearest - Maybe it would be a good idea to be celebate for a while Hugh. Even with kissing. Make them work for it, let them kiss your cheek or something but dont just start making out with them.

Hugh (Faggot In Furs) - But then they will think i’m a tease and go off with another guy.

Mother Dearest - Well then you can kiss them, but stop sleeping around hugh. Frankly you were acting like a bit of a whore.

Hugh (Faggot In Furs) - *floored*

conversation between Mother and Son


oh geeeeeeeee

Faggot In Furs = Horror Show

saveur-exotique:

I know I already tumbled one conversation, but this was really too brilliant to ignore. 

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typical of a conversation between my legally blonde lover and i

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just a little something i did last year … dearest Emma Nicholas my model, my muse, my friend, my neighbour.


one day this image shall grace my sweater


SWOON

Bad Education, my virginal Almodovar film … going back a long long time now.


Pretty sure one of my dearests will hate me for posting this but i can’t resist.

Heres to us, selves of the past.


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wasnt sure how i would like to open up my blog for the world but this poem has infected my mind and i can’t spend a day without re-reading it.

LEWIS CARROLL
1832-1898

HUMPTY DUMPTY’S SONG

In winter, when the fields are white,
I sing this song for your delight -

In spring, when the woods are getting green,
I’ll try and tell you what I mean.

In summer, when the days are long,
Perhaps you’ll understand the song:

In autumn, when the leaves are brown,
Take pen and ink, and write it down.

I sent a message to a fish:
I told them ‘This is what I wish.’

The little fishes of the sea
Then sent an answer back to me.

The little fishes’ andswer was
‘We cannot do it, Sir, because -

I sent to them again to say
‘It will be better to obey.’

The fishes answered with a grin
‘Why, what a temper you are in!’

I told them once, I told them twice:
They would not listen to advice.

I took a kettle large and new,
Fit for the deed I had to do.

My heart when hop, my heart went thump;
I filled the kettle at the pump.

Then some one came to me and said
‘The little fishes are in bed.’

I said to him, I said it plain,
‘Then you must wake them up again.’

I said it very loud and clear;
I went and shouted in his ear.

But he was very stiff and proud;
He said ‘You needn’t shout so loud!’

And he was very proud and stiff;
He said ‘I’d go and wake them, if -‘

I took a corkscrew from the shelf:
I went to wake them up myself.

And when I found the door was locked,
I pulled and pushed and kicked and knocked.

And when i found the door was shut
I tried to turn the handle, but -


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