nitemarefairy
supposed confessions of a second-rate sensitive mind20 year old hag
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smoking boudoir dolls
Would kill to watch David Lynch do a let's play of the Sims 1
Melanie Martinez wishes she was Grimes. Grimes wishes she was Bjork. Bjork wishes she was 2 inches tall so she could go inside the computer and have a big adventure
one of marina bychkova’s porcelain ball-jointed enchanted dolls for vogue japan.
self discipline is so hard like. i know the sucker who's in charge...a pushover who hates authority and loves hedonism
Poster art for Cannibal Girls (1973)
david lynch understands the female experience with more nuance and depth than most gender theorists/feminist thinkers. like they wish they could be him so bad…
DOLLY PARTON in NINE TO FIVE (1980) dir. Colin Higgins
Photographed by Irving Penn in 1961
if joe biden actually cared about unifying the country he would bring back indoor smoking
history meme : 05/?? moments | the Night of September 3rd, 1951
The night in question has gone down in history as Tʜᴇ Bᴀʟʟ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ Cᴇɴᴛᴜʀʏ , an orgy of luxury and excess - and those who were there were so consumed by the opulence and theatricality that they had no reason to care. Taking place in his Venetian Palace on the Grand Canal, the host, Count Carlos de Beistegui, was apparently too eccentric to have many friends, but that hardly stopped the upper crust from gossiping about the upcoming Italian fête for months leading up to it. “At the time, Beistegui’s fête seemed like a moral indecency,” David Herbert, the British socialite would later write. Perhaps Cocteau put it most neatly when he said of the half a billion francs Beistegui was spending: “It costed about as much as a warplane, and I prefer a ball.” Venice never had and never would again see anything like it. Over the coming days the city would witness the sort of grandiosity, imperious behaviour and outrageous displays of opulence not seen since the days of the doges. A thousand guests attended, including Salvador Dali, Christian Dior, Gene Tierney or Orson Wells, and many that weren’t invited arrived by yacht, desperately anchoring at the Venice Lido in the hopes of an invitation or a way in. Everyone dressed as “retro aristocrats”, and arrived via gondola, in an almost surreal atmospher, reminiscent of the Venetian life immediately before the fall of the republic at the end of the 18th century. Every window in the palace was lit the same way it would have been in the 18th century, and not by electricity. Even the private detective who screened each guest on arrival was in period clothes. Anyone who did not adhere to the dress code was quickly whisked out of sight, though most people had invested months and huge sums in their costumes. A night that will live long in the memory of each of the guest…
Christ’s side wound in illuminated manuscripts
John Waters toking on a John Waters bong.
“The nightmarish dolls of French outsider artist Michel Nedjar, made from fabric scraps coated with mud and blood, c.1976-82. Resembling mutilated bodies and burnt corpses, Nedjar’s haunting dolls are meditations on the horrors of the Holocaust. The self-taught artist was born in France in the aftermath of WWII, to a family of Jewish immigrants whose close relatives had largely been wiped out in the concentration camps.As a child, he developed an obsession with textiles and would accompany his grandmother selling rags at Paris flea markets. Following a period of deep depression in the late 1970s, Nedjar began making these grotesque dolls from scraps of fabric coated with mud and blood, as a way of confronting his grief, terror and rage about his family’s tragic history.”
Collection of L'Art Brut in Lausanne, France.
every day I have turf wars with the frat bros who encroach on My smoking spot, all of them envious of my dead-eyed stare and pungent odour. babygirl you wish you could chainsmoke like me
i love David Lynch because he clearly doesn’t think he’s strange at all. which is by far the most compelling form of insanity. some of you tumblr.com users could learn a thing or two
Friedrich Pacher St. Sebastian (inside), St. Sebastian (outside)
Painting on fir wood, 175.5 x 62.3 cm, ca. 1480-90
vive maria forbidden top
Sofia Coppola and Marc Jacobs by Juergen Teller
i need to fuck jack black right now i am not joking
Twin Peaks VHS collection
Taken from The Crown Book of Colour & Design, 1970
natasha lyonnes purse at the met gala
Grace Packard (Playboy 1977)
…and plastic. 1956