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bohemea: Marilyn Monroe - Life Magazine by Alfred Eisenstaedt, May 1953

bohemea:

Marilyn Monroe - Life Magazine by Alfred Eisenstaedt, May 1953

justintimberlakedoingthings: Justin Timberlake creates matter out of energy

justintimberlakedoingthings:

Justin Timberlake creates matter out of energy

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You have to follow this blog, it’s amazing

*heart melts*

curvyisthenewblack: Christina Hendricks One of two things needs to happen: 1. I need to turn INTO Christina or 2. I need to turn gay and make her my WIFEY! Either way. She’s goddamn gorgeous.

curvyisthenewblack:

Christina Hendricks

One of two things needs to happen:

1. I need to turn INTO Christina

or

2. I need to turn gay and make her my WIFEY!

Either way. She’s goddamn gorgeous.

The awkward moment when you’re over someones house and they offer you food but you don’t know how much to take

whatsgoingon12:

supathickmami: Latest Shoot :-) Absolutely love this picture.

supathickmami:

Latest Shoot :-)

Absolutely love this picture.

fuckbodyhate: gobeautiful: stophatingyourbody: My name’s Chloe. I’m nineteen years old, and I shaved my head for cancer awareness on March 12, 2011. When I started to raise money for the cause, I tried to picture myself bald. All my life, my fiery hair has been my claim to beauty. Being in high school, I knew that being a girl that was bald would probably spark some shallow judgments and assumptions. But I told myself that my actions would make me beautiful, even without my hair cascading down my back. I told myself that I wouldn’t care what people thought. When I sat in that chair and felt the clippers buzz against my scalp, I could not stop smiling. I thought of a girl out there, with cancer, who would receive my hair as a wig; a girl whose bravery surpasses any form of physical beauty. I was doing my part not only through donations of money, but also through me sacrificing my vanity for a few months. It was my gesture of saying, “You deserve this gift of beauty more than I ever have.” The reactions from my peers were totally unexpected. While people in the halls tended to avert their eyes from my bald head, so many more people would come up to me asking why I did it. And when I would tell them, they’d get this little smile on their faces. They’d say I was brave. They’d ask me if they could touch my head. Thanks to this experience, I want to tell you all something I learned: Beauty is not skin-deep. Beauty is deeper than skin-deep. Beauty cannot always be seen with the eyes, but felt within the heart. Beauty is found in action, in confidence, no matter what you look like. Beauty is a perspective. Keep it positive, and you’ll be just fine, my dears. BE BRAVE! JOIN THE REVOLUTION! who can say ‘gorgeous’? Oh my god. Maybe because it’s because I’m pmsing and need sleep, but this made me cry.  This is beautiful, and I’m in a very melancholy mood today, being the 10th anniversary of 9/11. This is what we need more of in the world.

fuckbodyhate:

gobeautiful:

stophatingyourbody:

My name’s Chloe. I’m nineteen years old, and I shaved my head for cancer awareness on March 12, 2011.

When I started to raise money for the cause, I tried to picture myself bald. All my life, my fiery hair has been my claim to beauty. Being in high school, I knew that being a girl that was bald would probably spark some shallow judgments and assumptions. But I told myself that my actions would make me beautiful, even without my hair cascading down my back. I told myself that I wouldn’t care what people thought.

When I sat in that chair and felt the clippers buzz against my scalp, I could not stop smiling. I thought of a girl out there, with cancer, who would receive my hair as a wig; a girl whose bravery surpasses any form of physical beauty. I was doing my part not only through donations of money, but also through me sacrificing my vanity for a few months. It was my gesture of saying, “You deserve this gift of beauty more than I ever have.”

The reactions from my peers were totally unexpected. While people in the halls tended to avert their eyes from my bald head, so many more people would come up to me asking why I did it. And when I would tell them, they’d get this little smile on their faces. They’d say I was brave. They’d ask me if they could touch my head.

Thanks to this experience, I want to tell you all something I learned: Beauty is not skin-deep. Beauty is deeper than skin-deep. Beauty cannot always be seen with the eyes, but felt within the heart. Beauty is found in action, in confidence, no matter what you look like.

Beauty is a perspective. Keep it positive, and you’ll be just fine, my dears.

BE BRAVE! JOIN THE REVOLUTION!

who can say ‘gorgeous’?

Oh my god. Maybe because it’s because I’m pmsing and need sleep, but this made me cry. 

This is beautiful, and I’m in a very melancholy mood today, being the 10th anniversary of 9/11. This is what we need more of in the world.

cabbagerose: brown residence/lake flato architects via: architectslist

cabbagerose:

brown residence/lake flato architects

via: architectslist