suicideblonde:

Rooney Mara in Givenchy at the 2012 Costume Gala, May 7th

(via bohemea)

bohemea:

suicideblonde:

Scarlett Johansson leaving her hotel in NYC, May 7th

(Source: fuckyeahpunkrockgirls, via kissingblacklips)

bohemea:

The Artist

bohemea:

So much has been written about those few words at the end that Bob whispers into Charlottes’ ear. We can’t hear them. They seem meaningful for both of them. Coppola said she didn’t know. It wasn’t scripted. Advanced sound engineering has been used to produce a fuzzy enhancement. Harry Caul of The Conversation would be proud of it, but it’s entirely irrelevant. Those words weren’t for our ears. Coppola (1) didn’t write the dialog, (2) didn’t intentionally record the dialogue, and (3) was happy to release the movie that way, so we cannot hear. Why must we know? Do we need closure? This isn’t a closure kind of movie. We get all we need in simply knowing they share a moment private to them, and seeing that it contains something true before they part forever.

- Roger Ebert on Lost In Translation

This moment always moved me. I like to imagine he said “I’ll find you.” Though of course nothing could ever easily happen between them, some loves are meant to remain unrequited, or perhaps they’re a different kind of love from what we typicly think of? Regardless, it was a beautiful moment, and I hope my rambling doesn’t spoil it, or spoil what is so elequently said above by Roger Ebert.

(Source: rogerebert.suntimes.com)

wandering-here:

spent nearly my whole day exploring a beautiful little park i found. 

I love the dress (the fabric really, because you can’t make out much of it’s shape). It reminds me of a beautiful old china tea set my mother has, you know, little white flowers on a blue background.

toxicvisionclothing:

New Toxic Vision spikey studded distressed biker leather (made from scratch as always)
for sale Thursday nite!!