Backstage, Christian Dior F/W 2010, Paris Fashion Week
the lips. too good.
(via jazziebabycakes)
losing's less than winning (but love is more than love)
-ee cummings
oh hiya tumblr! i finished my exams on tuesday and get to go home for two weeks on saturday so i am happy! hope all of you tumblrinos out there are well and happy, and if not then i wish you all the best in health and happiness! g’night (:
finished my first knitting project ever today! accidentally made it way too big, so it’s legitimately a scarf for giants, but no matter.
haven’t posted in eons, but a certain somebody reminded me how much i love these shoes ! they’re the most beautiful things i own.
apologies for the horrific photo, but they’re at home so it will have to do.
have to shower tomorrow morning anyways (generally an evening showerer) so i figured i’d give pin curling a go. i’m excited to see how it goes =]
oh the joys of hair. btw i’m blonde again. in case you were blind.
i’m so sick of people acting like having a friend or family member suffering with depression is something to be ashamed of. or that suffering from depression is shameful. of course it’s something personal that you don’t want to announce to the world, but it’s real and so many people out there suffer from it, and suffer even more because they feel like it has to be kept hidden, and that they have to put on a mask and pretend it doesn’t exist.
i don’t think there is anything more detrimental to someone’s mental health than being told, or being made to feel, that what they’re going through isn’t valid enough to elicit the proper response, the response that they deserve. they need love and acceptance and they need people to understand every emotion they feel is legitimate and worthy.
depression of a family member, friend and even of yourself, is not some skeleton in the closet, and should definitely not be treated that way. pushing it under the rug is not going to make it go away, it’s just going to make it worse.
I wish life was like a box of chocolates. At least then you’d know what you were choosing from.