• Almond meal crumbed chicken breast
• Baked pumpkin
• Homemade chips
• Fresh Avocado
• Greek Style yoghurt.

Who wants to wife me?

Awesome awesome beauty shoot today!!! (Taken with instagram)

elsancheztattooer:

Thanks @jemshootsframes it was a blast (Taken with instagram)

My left foot! Big thank you to Sanchez, who dealt with me being a wuss. I did puss out after this was done but in 2 weeks Morticia will have her spot on my right foot. 

bbwolfie:

need this in my life

Tomorrow,Tomorrow!

jackscoresby:

I just want to take a moment to say this.

It really bothers me when anyone puts themselves down for their appearance, but there are a few specific scenarios that really get to me.

I feel awful when a beautiful woman feels inadequate because of what someone or society tells them. All the…

This is really beautiful and extremely true.

Tasty truth #ikeaissweedishforathiest (Taken with instagram)

Part of my retail therapy haul. If I’m made to feel like an asshole, I’m going to look good doing so. 

Drinking cheap wine and shopping online. Someone needs to come pour me a bath, give me a back rub and convince me to vocalise how I feel and stop internalizing it. 

Any takers? 

audreywilde:

The Madonna/whore complex
photo: Cara Lien
model: Oda Baade
assistant: Ronja Penzo

My grief management system involves copious amounts of make up and false eyelashes. Vanity is not a valid distraction for loss.

I pull myself together and keep myself distracted but then something will remind me that she’s not there anymore and I go into a panic. I am heartbroken and scared. 

Even though I got to spend some time alone with her after it was all over, she didn’t look like her so it doesn’t feel completely real. It comes in waves.

Cat-shionista II - Tinkerbell

Model: Sophie Crenigan

MUA: Antonia McGrane

Photo: Jemima Richards

Cat-shionista I

Model: Sophie Crenigan

MUA: Antonia McGrane

Photo: Jemima Richards

Tonight I said what could possibly be my last goodbye to a woman who I can only describe as being my family’s ultimate rock. I stood next to her bed and held her hand in mine and just watched as she lie there, struggling to breathe and hanging in a limbo of incoherence between consciousness and sleep. I kept squeezing her hand with the hope that maybe there would be a little pressure back, but it just lay limp. 

I feel like I should apologise for all the things I never said, for all the times I didn’t call, for all the times I got frustrated by something she said that I never agreed with or for all the times I was embarrassed by her and rolled my eyes at something she said. Every time I think about it I can hear her reaction and see her facial expressions.

Any time there was a change in my life, be it with my parents, or more recently if I moved or got a new job she was always calling to see what she could do to help. She was always supportive and strong and perfect. 

Noone else will ever compare to who she is and what she is to me and the rest of my family. 

defightful:

fearofgravity:

Catherine McNeil for Vogue Australia September 2010 by Max Doyle

Those Pants!