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I love traveling, fashion, photography, art, and anything French, vintage, shabby chic, or from Anthropologie. I love independent films, impromptu/acoustic live music performances, London, being a girl, and being with friends. And this is me sharing all that with you :)






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So pleased with a daydream that now living is no good…
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11:27 pm, by katesisk



alecshao:

ee cummings - You Are Tired (I Think) - (fragment)

alecshao:

ee cummings - You Are Tired (I Think) - (fragment)


alecshao:

Tyree Callahan - Chromatic Typewriter, 2011 - A 1937 Underwood standard typewriter modified to produce colors instead of letters




my post on etymologie :)

anthropologie:

Last summer, my mother and I explored the villages along the Route des Vins of Alsace. We found that anywhere flowers could be planted, they grew. I found colorful half-timbered houses with windows that overflowed with geraniums, rolling hills of what seemed to be endless vineyards, patisseries and boulangeries along the cobblestone streets, ancient church bells ringing daily at noon, and castles looking over every village.

my post on etymologie :)

anthropologie:

Last summer, my mother and I explored the villages along the Route des Vins of Alsace. We found that anywhere flowers could be planted, they grew. I found colorful half-timbered houses with windows that overflowed with geraniums, rolling hills of what seemed to be endless vineyards, patisseries and boulangeries along the cobblestone streets, ancient church bells ringing daily at noon, and castles looking over every village.

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