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At first glance, it looks like they're falling from far away and it's actually a little exhilarating and scary at the same time. They look so animalistic, as if they're really curious to see the photographer in their domain.

Boyish charm, boyish bruises.

I've always loved bumble bees.

Girlish whim, girlish bubblegum 

Adventures in the eyes of children are always so much more theatrical.

Kitty, kitty, whatchu lookin' at?

The black lines make this dress - I think they add a much needed sense of structure and elegance.

Balla!!

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{All from my tumblr, don't own any of these photos!}

Amelie In The Flesh

The Sartorialist:

Cross between Amelie and the late Brittany Murphy. So striking to me.

Heaven's Backyard

Every now and then I stumble across a place that actually resonates with what I picture Heaven to be. Something that is more than some angels draped in gleaming white robes, casually singing atop the clouds, maybe a harp or two dangling from the stars at night. 

Page Duke Landscape Architects has achieved that.  

Insert  me in my swagged out robes on this bench.

When I see distressed brick, plus a twisted rod iron gate, plus heavy greenery shadowing the light boxes, all I think of is old mysteries and ancient stories buried deep inside the property. It's like every kid's dream to walk through here because they are guaranteed an adventure - at least that's what every childhood story ever told me to expect.

Oh hey there, ol' fella!

How my summer should have been spent? Sprawled across this field with the butler on standby for more iced tea, a book or two by my side, and waiting for James McAvoy to swing on by so we can discuss why he shouldn't go away to war and just continue his medicine school please.*

Hehe, this is the only fixture I would most likely disagree on. Not that I don't like cherubs throwing up.

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*Atonement reference. I am not just delusional over a life with James McAvoy (entirely).

Some Things Catchin' My Eye

Cesarr Tario's photostream on Flickr:

Everyone should have a jar or two of clouds in their home.

I can't tell if he's falling back into reality from his dreams, or if he's being pulled into it. This looks to me like the transition point between the playfulness of your imagination and the sensible world of reality, so subtly done.

Such a playful mix of whimsy and realism! He takes the ordinary and adds a dash of drama, a heap of intrigue, and a sprinkle of some magic for an endlessly intriguing effect. I will obviously be checking up on his photo stream on the daily.

Irina Graewe's Interior Styling:

The starkly modern cube teases us from the corner of the desk, making the subtle contrast from the more overpowering rustic atmosphere a little more bold. It reminds me of alternate dimensions for some reason, like the future slipping through a lapse in time into a more quaint period.

Also a period in time where people enjoyed to play absurdly large instruments. I like this period of time more and more.

Little, little people just chilling on your chair. Watch out, they do bite.

If I had any of these umbrellas on a rainy day, I would probably end up with a trail of equally cheery baby ducks following me down the street. What, you haven't seen that happen before? All the best umbrellas come with a possy of baby ducks. Or piglets. They're cute too.

 Very eery light. It gives off the same impression as a ghost, standing in the corner, wisps of her long silver hair hiding her face. Not a threatening presence though, but a confident and assertive one actually.

Irina's website is also just a treat to look through anyways. 

I was lucky enough to steal a few days at my cabin a few weeks ago. If only I could've spent my whole damn summer there. Some pics:

Fucking delicious, people. Banana oat pancakes.

Havin' a swell time as you can see. I've been wanting to visit this coffee shop, Culprit Coffee, ever since I saw the cheeriest yellow brick walls I've ever seen just drenched in sunlight, and just generally looking like it was transported straight from NYC.

Not a cloud in the sky that day. 

One morning, before an early shift at Anthropologie, I woke up to see sunlight pouring through my house because of the early sunrise. It gathered in places I thought it didn't touch before, and gah, it was just magical.

Cheerio!

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