I just want to be his perfect girl



Gloria Pall c. 1950s

Gloria Pall c. 1950s

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luckymalony:

I came into work to pick up some stuff, and ended up doing this fun walk-in on @lexual_healing. My version of her reference art. Thanks again, Lexi! It was nice meeting you.

luckymalony:

I came into work to pick up some stuff, and ended up doing this fun walk-in on @lexual_healing. My version of her reference art. Thanks again, Lexi! It was nice meeting you.

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I look at you, and I just love you, and it terrifies me. It terrifies me what I would do for you.

I’m an emotional mess.
Crying on my floor for the past 30minutes.
All I want is Jake.
But by the time I wake up tomorrow he will be 500 miles away.


08/14/2014

08/14/2014



asleepylioness:


I was talking with a friend online recently, and he mentioned that I was eloquent and classy in my photographs. The remark instantly made chuckle with laughter, as I’m the furthest thing from the stereotypical ‘eloquent, classy and ladylike’ woman - and I really like that about myself. I’m rough around the edges, I’m loud and opinionated, my laugh booms in any given room, I frequently walk into things and I swear more often than I care to admit. The great story behind this picture is that it defines that entirely. My cat ran past me seconds after this was taken, knocking over the tripod - naturally I tried to catch it before it fell, but being in heels and having my thong wrapped around my ankles meant I sent myself flying into my bookshelf, knocked it over completely, and then laid there under a mountain of books, wriggling in pain. I’m definitely not a typical ‘eloquent’ woman, but I love my version more than any stereotype. 
whyravens 

I’m obsessed with this. You have o idea how many times i’ve tried to create an image like this and just can never capture it well. I just love it - the colors are perfect and the placement of the bow! I agree with you, i like the sound of your version of eloquent. 

asleepylioness:

I was talking with a friend online recently, and he mentioned that I was eloquent and classy in my photographs. The remark instantly made chuckle with laughter, as I’m the furthest thing from the stereotypical ‘eloquent, classy and ladylike’ woman - and I really like that about myself. I’m rough around the edges, I’m loud and opinionated, my laugh booms in any given room, I frequently walk into things and I swear more often than I care to admit. The great story behind this picture is that it defines that entirely. My cat ran past me seconds after this was taken, knocking over the tripod - naturally I tried to catch it before it fell, but being in heels and having my thong wrapped around my ankles meant I sent myself flying into my bookshelf, knocked it over completely, and then laid there under a mountain of books, wriggling in pain. I’m definitely not a typical ‘eloquent’ woman, but I love my version more than any stereotype. 

whyravens 

I’m obsessed with this. You have o idea how many times i’ve tried to create an image like this and just can never capture it well. I just love it - the colors are perfect and the placement of the bow! I agree with you, i like the sound of your version of eloquent. 

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