Audrey Hepburn in Breakfast at Tiffany’s (1961)

Audrey Hepburn in Breakfast at Tiffany’s (1961)

(Source: vintagegal, via alphabeteyes)

I noticed these white rocks during my walk today and they reminded me of something I heard recently. Apparently, white rocks in front of your home is some kind of secret sign for “swingers live here”. I doubt if this is true but I love urban legend-ish stuff like this. If it is true, oh my!  What must go on at this water treatment facility after dark!

I noticed these white rocks during my walk today and they reminded me of something I heard recently. Apparently, white rocks in front of your home is some kind of secret sign for “swingers live here”. I doubt if this is true but I love urban legend-ish stuff like this. If it is true, oh my!  What must go on at this water treatment facility after dark!

lamorbidezza:

The “Venus” dress from Christian Dior Haute Couture Fall 1949 

lamorbidezza:

The “Venus” dress from Christian Dior Haute Couture Fall 1949 

(via vintagegal)

It feels like the entire world is pissed off.

Stairway to Heaven.
Ugh. These steps are the bane of my running existence.

Stairway to Heaven.

Ugh. These steps are the bane of my running existence.

Tags: steps

I am Jill’s vagina

I’m watching Fight Club and the airport scene reminds me of something from my childhood. Gather ‘round kids.

I was probably around 12  years old, sitting on the couch in the living room reading a book. I don’t remember what book I was reading, but it mentioned a dildo. My dad was in the room with me so I asked him what a dildo was. This was before the internet when a person couldn’t just type a question into a browser. My dad-browser said,  ”Ask your sister.”  My sister was only 4 years older than me. If he was uncomfortable talking to me about such subjects, why didn’t he say “Ask your mom”? Why my sister?

I told my sister about this years later and we laughed and laughed.

I never did ask my sister what a dildo was. I managed to figure it out on my own, and of course I died of embarrassment when I thought back on it.

I can’t believe I asked my dad that question. 

Hallelujah - Leonard Cohen

There’s something you’ll need to know about me if we’re going to be friends: When I listen to Leonard Cohen I’m either feeling sad or horny. I’ll let you guess which I’m feeling tonight.

allthingseurope:

Enniscorthy Castle, Ireland (by Jon Parkes Photography)

allthingseurope:

Enniscorthy Castle, Ireland (by Jon Parkes Photography)

This scene is still relevant today.

I go out.
Sometimes I have to get dressed up and go places and I can’t figure out what to do with my hair and ugghh. Can’t I just stay home and eat potato chips on the couch and watch t.v.?

I go out.

Sometimes I have to get dressed up and go places and I can’t figure out what to do with my hair and ugghh. Can’t I just stay home and eat potato chips on the couch and watch t.v.?