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chancetotakeachance:

By Benzing

theparisreview:

Where were you, nymphs,when I was learning to applythe proper plaster of Paris and papier-mâchéto fledgling cheekbones?Where a Nereid when I neededadvice on unguents?A dryad to calm my riotous nervesand dye my dulling locks?An oread to teach the ablutions of adoration?Sylph, you never paid the parson of insecurity—where were you when these petty hipstoppled the girlhood world?
Put on your face, little goddess.You’ll need it.Whittle yourself into shapebefore Pygmalion gets hereand raises high the pedestal. He’s not the kind we need.No thanks to you, it all turned out quite well.No more violin buying.My cardsharping days are through.I exfoliated all layers of despairand replaced them with voluble dew.At this age, I rely on my looks, exclusively.Don’t think I’ll send you my daughter.
—Patty Seyburn, “Where Were You, Nymphs?”Art Credit Iñigo Aragón

beatpie:

from Tame Impala’s latest single ’ Feels Like We Only Go Backwards’.

samwanda:

lobbycards:

Barefoot in the Park, French lobby card set B. 1967
Submitted by vincehardy

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likeafieldmouse:

Paul Klee - Polyphonic Setting for White (1930)

bleebs sheebs mageebs…. try to be normal

food!