Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Monday, May 3, 2010
Sweet Love.

My dearest Fanny,
I am writing these few lines to tell you that I cannot live any longer without you. I worship you always. I think you are a beauty and the nicest girl I ever saw and I adore you. Oh exquisite Fanny, do not despise me for loving you so well. I shall be broken-hearted if you desert me. Can you meet me on Monday night, when I will take you to the Star Music Hall. I hate that Bill Robinson, who is hanging after you and I intend to horsewhip him when I see him. I shall be delighted to hear from you at once. Do not let my suit be fruitless. Reply by next post to
Your loving
William Weightman
ca. 1890 via here What a sweet way to write a love letter...I'd like one....
Bell Bottom Blues...
Drag Queens..
Photographer: de Rosnay Model: Marisa Berenson US VOGUE April 15, 1967. and then two years later this happened..
RAD.
RAD.
Sunday, May 2, 2010
7 a.m.


This waking up at 6:30-7 am shit is getting old.. If I could sleep at least until 8 it would be nice..esp when I stay up till midnight. When we were kids my Dad would never let us sleep in. He said he wasn't raising lazy kids. I like waking up early and being productive, but ONCE in a while it would be nice to catch up on some zzzzzz's. pics via Noir Facade and All Things Amazing. Our bathroom has become a sort of torture chamber of sorts. The cat has been murdering various lil animals in there. I have to make sure I wear slippers bcuz I have stepped on some gnarly guts. The bathroom is now referred to here on out as Dr Mengele's office. 
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