S W O O N D: what i'd wear to the holiday party...

12.11.2009

what i'd wear to the holiday party...

...if I'd been invited AND if I were an iconic Asian beauty trained in the art of Geisha AND if I were more self-possessed AND if I were a certifiable nutter (though I'm making headway on that last one).

Truthfully, I just wanted to give you some exquisiteness to gaze upon - and to tell you that I miss being here with you.

But wait. There's more.
I could see getting married in this. In fact, I could see getting married just to be able to get married in this.

Mercy.

:vogue december 05

6 comments:

Mlle Paradis said...: gawjus! worth the wait.; 12/11/2009
Giulia said...: Wow.; 12/11/2009
English Muse said...: your blog is just sooooo BEAUTIFUL!!; 12/12/2009
Bronagh said...: Beautiful! I think if I was dressed in this manner my poetry would certainly improve.; 12/14/2009
so not that girl said...: Pure insanity (in the good way) and I love it!; 12/14/2009
Luisa Perkins said...: Gasp.

You could totally carry those off.; 12/15/2009

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sounds travel through space long after their wave patterns have ceased to be detectable by the human ear: some cut right through the ionosphere and barrel on out into the cosmic heartland, while others bounce around, eventually being absorbed into the vibratory fields of earthly barriers, but in neither case does the energy succumb; it goes on forever - which is why we, each of us, should take pains to make sweet notes.

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the same dream returned each night until i dared not to go to sleep and grew quite ill. i dreamed i had a child, and even in the dream i saw it was my life, and it was an idiot, and i ran away. but it always crept onto my lap again, clutched at my clothes. until i thought, if i could kiss it, whatever in it was my own, perhaps i could sleep. and i bent to its broken face, and it was horrible . . . but i kissed it. i think one must finally take one's life in one's arms.

- arthur miller, after the fall

YIN AND JUNG

who looks outside, dreams;

who looks inside, awakes.

everything that irritates us about others can lead us to a better understanding of ourselves.

when we must deal with problems, we instinctively resist trying the way that leads through obscurity and darkness. we wish to hear only of unequivocal results, and completely forget that these results can only be brought about when we have ventured into and emerged again from the darkness. but to penetrate the darkness we must summon all the powers of enlightenment that consciousness can offer.

- carl jung, the stages of life