Club Savannah in Greenwich Village, 1950s
Sybil Danning, Ingrid Anderson, Rossana Podestà,Eva Robin's, Mirella D'Angelo and Delia Boccardo in "Hercules" (dir. Luigi Cozzi - 1983)
Anita Pallenberg in Barbarella (1968)
everyones got that homie who, within the depths of the dungeon, found a cruel facsimile of that which he desired most, and was corrupted absolutely
Debutante ball, 1960s, Harlem, New York.
The Ronettes kicking each other’s ass while on tour with the Beatles (1966).
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Sedmikrásky (1966)
francie set by huelley rose
Bertrand Tavernier - Coup de torchon (1981)
i come from the 8tracks generation where you weren't allowed to just dump three and a half twee indie folk/tswift records into a fanmix and call it done. on 8tracks you had 8+ handpicked songs in rigid chronological order and an accompanying mission statement and thesis defence detailing exactly why each one applied to your derek x stiles coffee shop au AND cover/track-list art hodgepodged from stolen pinterest/tumblr aesthetic photography, and all of this was done under constant threat of death because it was the DMCA wild west and the site was in a constant state of gradual collapse.
Horned Owl on Flowering Branch by Kubo Shunman (Edo Period)
everything is too pretty!! i need homely supremacy. normalize being a little ugly. i don’t think the emphasis needs to be that everyone is beautiful in their own way!! i mean of course they are, but that’s not the point. the point is that ur appearance shouldn’t have any relevance on ur worth. not everything needs to be pleasing to the eye to be worthwhile. i’m sick of women giving into the little man in their brains telling them they need to arch their back the right way when they’re home alone doing laundry. no more aesthetics!!!!! let me do what comes naturally to me and be pudgy and sticky and unladylike and don’t talk to me. i’m going to start biting picnic tables at parks so everyone knows i was ugly and i was there.
Max Wolf Valerio, Matthew Rice, and David Harrison pictured together in 2023, with the photograph of them marching as the first FTM Pride contingent in San Francisco from 1994 behind them in the background.
fucked up in the crib rocking bug pants
The difficult part is finding enough bugs to fill them up