Big hair, baggy shirts, denim shorts, vintage, floral print, my boyfriend, painting, models, fashion, blogging, Noir Nouvelle, academia, tattoos, Johnny Depp, cuddling, sunshine, music festivals, dancing the night away, creme cup, sheer shirts, peach cordial, interior design, politics, the belle epoque era, rediscovering old music and falling back in love with it, when jack brushes my hair, chinese food, makeup, fresh flowers, Marc Jacobs Daisy, Lula mag, Vogue and pretty things. Theme.
“Our story is the story of the universe. Every piece of everyone, of everything you love and everything you hate, of the thing you hold most precious, was assembled by the forces of nature in the first few minutes of the life of the universe, transformed in the hearts of the stars or created in their fiery deaths.
And when you die, those pieces will be returned to the universe in the endless cycle of death and rebirth. What a wonderful thing it is to be part of that universe. And what a story, what a majestic story.”
Professor Brian Cox, Wonders of the Universe.
This. I don’t need much else to believe in. I don’t really need gods and paradises.
This is a bit off from the usual mori-girl/fantasy fare of this blog, but I can’t help sharing something so inspiring...