Homemade spicy cayenne chili chicken! #foodporn

Homemade spicy cayenne chili chicken! #foodporn

pivoslyakova:

Josephine Skriver in “Some Enchanted Evening” by Yelena Yemchuk | Harper’s Bazaar UK, Dec. 2012.

pivoslyakova:

Josephine Skriver in “Some Enchanted Evening” by Yelena Yemchuk | Harper’s Bazaar UK, Dec. 2012.

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Happy (late) Birthday triangledays !!! I’m sorry it doesn’t look a whole lot like you and I’m a bit out of practice but I tried! <333 I hope you had an absolutely wonderful birthday and I miss talking to you!

Happy (late) Birthday triangledays !!! I’m sorry it doesn’t look a whole lot like you and I’m a bit out of practice but I tried! <333 I hope you had an absolutely wonderful birthday and I miss talking to you!

theyellowdragon:

Illustrations by Hilary Knight

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mirasantiago91:

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After just losing Robin Williams, it has come to my attention that we have lost yet another beloved character.

We have to say goodbye to the Witch of the Waste.

Lauren Bacall

September 16, 1924 - August 12, 2014

Take good care of Howl’s heart, okay?

You will be missed.

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#TransformationTuesday 10 years difference! #gpoy

#TransformationTuesday 10 years difference! #gpoy

O Captain! My Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:

But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! My Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills;
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding;
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;

Here captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck,
You’ve fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won;

Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

Walt Whitman, “O captain! My captain!” (via clothobuerocracy)

rest in peace, robin…

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Helena makeup test. I&#8217;ll need a nice big blonde stylable wig! #orphanblack #cosplay #halloween #hellosestra

Helena makeup test. I’ll need a nice big blonde stylable wig! #orphanblack #cosplay #halloween #hellosestra

Chris is so happy about cooking these weird chicken mushroom potstickers. So happy!

Chris is so happy about cooking these weird chicken mushroom potstickers. So happy!