Gyda, I have come to say goodbye to you properly. (…) Dear child, Gyda, you are not gone, because you are always in my heart. They say that a man most love his sons more, but a man can be jealous of his sons, and his daughter can always be the light in his life. I know very well that you are with the gods, but I will wait here awhile, and if you want to come and talk to me, then come and talk, and I will gently stroke your long and beautiful hair once again with my peasant hands.
my favorite night of pretentious actors all grouped together in one room as they pretend to be happy for another as their peers accept the accolades they’ve wanted desperately their whole lives
Do not u n d e r e s t i m a t e me
I am capable of anything
This post is dedicated to fashion’s L’Enfant Terrible, the visionary, the most beautiful soul, the one of a kind - Lee Alexander McQueen (RIP)
This dress made of nude silk organza embroidered with silk flowers as well as many fresh roses is one of the most iconic pieces to ever grace a runway - perhaps one of the only instances where art and fashion truly overlap. It was the finale gown of McQueen’s Spring/Summer 2007 show titled ‘Sarabande’, and in his own words he ”used flowers because they die” - this was shown in the most melancholic way as fresh flowers fell from the dress, leaving a trail of dainty destruction on the runway as the somber orchestra played in the background. Picture shot by Sølve Sundsbø for the ‘Savage Beauty’ exhibition via.
”How Lee loved roses… I recall the expression on his face in 2006 when the orchestra played Handel’s ”Sarabande” as the last dress, made entirely of roses and not quite finished, sewn together at the very last minute, left a trail of loose flowers along the catwalk, just a few falling delicately to the ground. It was a miracle.” - Words by Annie Deniau from ‘Love Looks Not With The Eyes’
Amid continued debate over whether or not Sochi is prepared to host the 2014 Olympics, which begins Thursday, reporters from around the world are starting to check into local hotels — to their apparent grief. Some journalists arriving in Sochi are describing appalling conditions in the housing there, where only six of nine media hotels are ready for guests. Hotels are still under construction. Water, if it’s running, isn’t drinkable. One German photographer told the AP over the weekend that his hotel still had stray dogs and construction workers wandering in and out of rooms.
[ arm yourself , ]
s a v e you.
It’s a bad sign when the scary lookin’ bad guy knows better than to let you out…Kurse: “…fucking NOPE.”