marengo57

Made me laugh :p

You’ll say you understand, you’ll never understand 
I’ll say I’ll never wake up knowing how or why 
I don’t know what to believe in, you don’t know who I am 
You’ll say I need appeasing when I start to cry 
But never is a promise and I’ll never need a lie

(Fiona Apple | Never Is A Promise)

theniftyfifties:

Model wearing a gown by Balenciaga, 1951.

regndoft:

The Middle Ages was a very exciting time in Europe.

la-peau-douce:

Arsenic and Old Lace

atavus:

Beware of dog

closetotheexitdoor:

Frank Sinatra and Sammy Davis Jr.

How can a girl say again, “I do not want to be respectable because respectable girls are not attractive,” and how can she again so wisely arrive at the knowledge that “boys do dance most with the girls they kiss and had asked papa?” Perceiving these things, the Flapper awoke from her lethargy of sub-deb-ism, bobbed her hair, put on her choicest pair of earrings and a great deal of audacity and rouge and went into battle. She flirted because it was fun to flirt and wore a one-piece bathing suit because she had a good figure, she covered her face with powder and paint because she didn’t need it and she refused to be bored chiefly because she wasn’t boring. She was conscious that the things she did were the things she had always wanted to do. Mothers disapproved of their sons taking the Flapper to dances, to teas, to swim and most of all to heart. She had mostly masculine friends, but youth does not need friends — it needs only crowds….

— Excerpt from Zelda’s essay “Eulogy on the Flapper” which was published by Metropolitan Magazine in June 1922. The article was accompanied by a sketch of Zelda done by Gordon Bryant (seen above).

(via fitzgeraldist)

iainmacarthur:

owl in flight

ink (2012)

by Iain Macarthur

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