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Francis Bitonti Studio Collaborated with Michael Schmidt Studios and Shapeways to create a fully articulated 3D printed gown designed specifically for Dita Von Teese (Photo by Albert Sanchez). The gown has nearly 3000 unique articulated joints and is adorned with over 12,000 Swarovski crystals.

Client: Michael Schmidt Studios

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I want to take you by the hand and lead you astray. Corrupt you with kisses and slide my hand under your skirt. Michael Faudet   (via michaelfaudet)


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Aubrey Plaza in JC Brooks & The Uptown Sound’s Rouse Yourself [x]

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i’m tasteless but so is water and we all need that

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i have an overwhelming need

i have an overwhelming need

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you’re really cute and its ruining my life because i think about kissing you all the time

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Ziad Nakad Haute Couture Spring/Summer 2014


Ziad Nakad Haute Couture Spring/Summer 2014

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Cinderella never asked for a prince. She asked for a night off and a dress. Kiera Cass (via maxonshreaves)

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i know i  joke about it, but i am legit seriously worried i’m going to be alone my whole life.

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Claude Monet » Water Lilies

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Dolce Gabbana S/S 2014

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i loved you, i did. i really wanted this to work, and it’s a shame that it didn’t. but, oh god, i still love you. you are the most interesting person i’ve ever met and your mind is the most beautiful thing. i’m so glad you shared your 3am thoughts with me, and it’s a shame that i won’t be hearing any more of them. i’m glad you shared your hopes and dreams for the future with me, and it’s a shame that i’m not a part of those dreams anymore. i’m glad i spent the majority of my year with you, and it’s a shame that our time together has been cut short. i’m glad i had the opportunity to be yours, and it’s a shame that i’ll be replaced soon, with someone better for you. i’m glad i got to hear your voice, and it’s a shame that i haven’t heard from you since the night you said goodbye. i’m glad i had the chance to sleep beside you, and it’s a shame that the left side of my bed is now empty (i still keep your pillow there, in case you change your mind). i’m glad you used to dance in my thoughts and in my dreams, it’s a shame that i can’t think or sleep anymore. i’m glad i could make you happy, glad i could make you smile and laugh, and it’s a shame that someone else is going to enjoy that view from now on. i’m just glad i had the chance to meet you, to love and be loved by you, to explore you. it truly is a shame that it’s over now, but please know that i loved you more than i have ever loved anyone or anything and i am still in love with you. i don’t think i can shake these feelings as easily as you could, and i’m sorry i couldn’t be what you wanted, i’m sorry this didn’t work as we had hoped, i’m sorry for loving you as much as i did. i’m sorry. things i’ve been dying to say to you since you left, pt.3 (via depresant)

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I love being horribly straightforward. I love sending reckless text messages (because how reckless can a form of digitized communication be?) and telling people I love them and telling people they are absolutely magical humans and I cannot believe they really exist. I love saying, “Kiss me harder,” and “You’re a good person,” and, “You brighten my day.” I live my life as straight-forward as possible.

Because one day, I might get hit by a bus.

Maybe it’s weird. Maybe it’s scary. Maybe it seems downright impossible to just be—to just let people know you want them, need them, feel like, in this very moment, you will die if you do not see them, hold them, touch them in some way whether its your feet on their thighs on the couch or your tongue in their mouth or your heart in their hands.

But there is nothing more beautiful than being desperate.

And there is nothing more risky than pretending not to care.

We are young and we are human and we are beautiful and we are not as in control as we think we are. We never know who needs us back. We never know the magic that can arise between ourselves and other humans.

We never know when the bus is coming.

Rachel C. Lewis, Tell The People You Love That You Love Them   (via letlooselove)

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