Caroline Barsch & Frederik Billebrahe
26.1.16
Hermes Men 2016 Paris
skin matching color as its peak <3
everything at its best from Hermes
is that apple watch?? :)
city chick - Paris and New York love affair
all black but look more careful and you will see a great idea how to style sporty letter bomber, classical cut suit pants, leather office shoes and a dreamy little scarf together
24.1.16
22.1.16
Korean couples fashion
Recently discovered an instagram account dedicated to Korean street fashion.
two words - in love
especially all those matching couple fashions <3 <3
18.1.16
Maybug - Out to Sea
I remember,
how it glistens,
I forgave myself,
and now you,
Listen,
to me,
Close enough to feel me,
Breathe when I sleep,
I know I have leaned,
A little heavily,
Now is not the time,
Though soon it will be,
And I’ll like it when,
Your leaning against me,
All alone,
and out to sea,
Serene like a swan,
The very picture of calm,
Gliding through the water,
You float upon,
Beneath the surface,
Where I don’t see,
A restless struggle,
To keep up the scene,
And yet it seems,
Just so…
A stillness I wish for,
But won’t ever know,
As if I did,
Where is there left to go?
But out to sea,
and all alone.
17.1.16
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10.1.16
Givenchy Pre-Fall 2016
Surprise surprise !
Open to preview the new Givenchy pre-fall collection and recognise the interior as if the Ricardo Tisci team was visiting my home country and where inspired by the post-soviet culture
the thing about soviet interior is that it's in every post-soviet country
East Europe won't be East without it's soviet tractor and shiny pointy shoes
look at those gipsy inspired shoes matched with floral
It's Berlin!
9.1.16
Lukas Graham - 7 Years
Once I was 7 years old, my mama told me,
Go make yourself some friends or you'll be lonely,
Once I was 7 years old
It was a big, big world but we thought we were bigger
Pushing each other to the limits, we were learning quicker
By 11 smoking herb, and drinking burning liquor
Never rich so we were out to make that steady figure
Once I was 11 years old, my daddy told me,
Go get yourself a wife or you'll be lonely
Once I was 11 years old
I always had that dream, like my daddy before me
So I started writing songs, I started writing stories
Something about that glory, just always seemed to bore me
'cus only those I really love will ever really know me
Once I was 20 years old, my story got told
Before the morning sun, when life was lonely
Once I was 20 years old
I only see my goals, I don't believe in failure,
'cus I know the smallest voices, they can make it major,
I got my boys with me, at least those in favour
And if we don't meet before I leave, I hope I'll see you later
Once I was 20 years old, my story got told
I was writing about everything I saw before me
Once I was 20 years old
Soon we'll be 30 years old, our songs have been sold
We've traveled around the world and we're still roaming
Soon we'll be 30 years old
I'm still learning about life
My woman brought children for me
So I can sing them all my songs
And I can tell them stories
Most of my boys are with me
Some are still out seeking glory
And some I had to leave behind
My brother, I'm still sorry
Soon I'll be 60 years old
My daddy got 61
Remember life and then your life becomes a better one
I made a man so happy when I wrote a letter once
I hope my children come and visit once or twice a month
Soon I'll be 60 years old
Will I think the world is cold,
or will I have a lot of children who can warm me
Soon I'll be 60 years old
Soon I'll be 60 years old
Will I think the world is cold,
or will I have a lot of children who can warm me
Soon I'll be 60 years old
Once I was 7 years old, mama told me
Go make yourself some friends or you'll be lonely
Once I was 7 years old
Once I was
years old
8.1.16
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4.1.16
Ben Howard - To The City
I go back there, to the city,
Full of hopes and fears,
Through smoke filled arms
I go back there, oh to see her,
After phone calls of "Baby be here tonight"
And she asks me, she asks me to understand
And she's busy in her safe array of plans
She knows I'm weary but she won't let go of my hand,
Said sacrifice ain't nothing, nothing if you can't
Oh, sacrifice ain't nothing, nothing if you can't
In the background, oh this fever;
Something stronger, something deeper than words
In the background, something wholesome,
Take a look inside; oh see what you've done
So I guess the questions from her mouth
She tries on some garments
She wipes the tears from her eyes
Says I need you, I need you here to stay
Over the mountains, we're solid 'till I stumble and I pray.
Says how, how can I ever repay you?
And she leans over heels; turns oh away.
Oh and how can I, how can I,
How can I give you more?
Oh, when all of me, all of me,
All of won't hold on
Yeah and how can I, how can I,
How can I give more?
When my hands are tired from the stones;
When my legs don't want to walk this alone anymore
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