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Saving the last one for you!
Check out more HJS at: http://tapastic.com/episode/6674
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This Stardust styled shoot is nothing short of magical! The details capture the enchantment of the book perfectly but my favorite part by far is the wonderful camera trick that turned the bride into a luminous star herself!
- via Fab You Bliss
(via neil-gaiman)
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hug hug -sophie
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"Do you love me enough that I may be weak with you? Everyone loves strength, but do you love me for my weakness? That is the real test."
Alain de Botton (via anditslove)
(Source: notesandmargins, via tearsandlaughter)
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"Marry your best friend. I do not say that lightly. Really, truly find the strongest, happiest friendship in the person you fall in love with. Someone who speaks highly of you. Someone you can laugh with. The kind of laughs that make your belly ache, and your nose snort. The embarrassing, earnest, healing kind of laughs. Wit is important. Life is too short not to love someone who lets you be a fool with them. Make sure they are somebody who lets you cry, too. Despair will come. Find someone that you want to be there with you through those times. Most importantly, marry the one that makes passion, love, and madness combine and course through you. A love that will never dilute - even when the waters get deep, and dark."
N’tima (via artistsuffer)
(Source: mariaarroyo, via rougepapercrown)
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Tippi Benjamine Okanti Degré, daughter of French wildlife photographers Alain Degré and Sylvie Robert, was born in Namibia. During her childhood she befriended many wild animals, including a 28-year old elephant called Abu and a leopard nicknamed J&B. She was embraced by the Bushmen and the Himba tribespeople of the Kalahari, who taught her how to survive on roots and berries, as well as how to speak their language.
//not a daughter of a photographer…a KHALEESI
(via undeniablyobtuse)
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hi daddy! i miss you so much..
(Source: blissfulives, via tearsandlaughter)
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awhile, adv.
I love the vagueness of words that involve time.
It took him awhile to come back - it could be a matter of minutes or hours, days or years.
It is easy for me to say it took me awhile to know. That is about as accurate as I can get. There were sneak previews of knowing, for sure. Instances that made me feel, oh, this could be right. But the moment I shifted from a hope that needed to be proven to a certainty that would be continually challenged? There’s no pinpointing that.
Perhaps it never happened. Perhaps it never happened while I was asleep. Most likely, there’s no signal even. There’s just the steady accumulation of awhile.
