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Playing with her in your fantasies…

“We’re all about the same, a bunch of slaves to fashion, who are tall, dark, and scared, and just praying for some action.” 

Step into my virtual closet, and feel free to try anything on… I love sharing.

Via (lucid-dream5)

You can never have enough sequin or sparkle in your wardrobe… I like my closet to gleam when I open it. 

Via (lestylereste)

The Holy fashion Bible…

Via (thelondonunderground)

I want anything and everything so much that it hurts…

Via (acceptable)

There is something so captivating about this, that I can’t tear my eyes away… I may add this on my quickly growing tattoo list, which as of now consists of an eye on my ankle, a tree, and a quote from Spring Awakening and Hair… I never knew I would be so madly in love with ink. 

Via (redheartsbleed)

“Old gypsy woman spoke to me, lips stained red from a bottle of wine.” -Sea Wolf, You’re a Wolf 

I’d die for those eyes and that makeup… Though what a waste they would be in a coffin.

Via (thedevilneverwearsprada)

Oh to have my arms laden down with these…

Via (madeline721)

Giving up the gun… Sometimes fashion is to die for. 

Via (war-ofmylife)

Work that silver magic… I’m going to channel this into an outfit at the nearest possible occasion. It’s just lovely, so very lovely…  

Via (cagedwildhearts)

All true beauty, and in turn fashion, starts with something classic and fundamental… The hyperbole can be built up on top of it, but this is where it begins.

Via (searchingforsolace)

Sock ‘em to you… This is why stocking season will be greatly missed. However, in the case of clothes, I am a firm believer that absence makes the heart grow fonder… Hence my incalculable desire for all things summer at the moment. As to tights… my legs will see you in the fall, or you know, the next time it rains. 

Seriously, I don’t think my seventies obsession will ever end… At the very least, I know it will hold out until my closet undergoes a major overhauling, or I manage to pillage the archives of Momma Olenik. 

Marchessa is the is the ultimate embodiment of girliness; their dresses are pure fantasy… I wouldn’t be surprised if Cinderella wore a Marchessa gown to the ball, and Georgina Chapman and Keren Craig were her fairy godmothers. If only every girl were so lucky…. 

I have an obsession with legs in general, and thigh-highs in particular. Everything about this is gorgeous beyond all reason… And more than that it has an overarching essence of glamour; the allure of this girl is all-encompassing… I want to be her. 

Via (runwaydreams)

“When smoke gets in your eyes, it produces pure sex.” -Nylon Magazine 

Via (lestylereste)

Hit the road Jack… You know, after a round or two… 

Via (deadly-flower)

Tie it all up in a knot… I can’t help but love a make-shift crop-top… 

Via (lauren-wells)

I’d even brave the steepest hills of UCI to own these… I swear, one day I’ll be covered in Chanel. 

I dream in seventies… I can’t wait for it to be summer, so that I can prance around in crop tops and peasant dresses, clomp about in clog-esque wedges, and shield my eyes with the chunkiest of sunglasses. Till then, I’ll have to make do with the fantasy…