Anna Barsukova at Alexander McQueen Spring/Summer 2007
“It is as beautiful as it is rare. A frost flower is created on autumn or early winter mornings when ice in extremely thin layers is pushed out from the stems of plants or occasionally wood. This extrusion creates wonderful patterns which curl and fold into gorgeous frozen petioles giving this phenomenon both its name and its appearance.”
‘Follow the Roses’ Eliisa Raats photographed by Perla Maarek for Fine Taste Magazine #8
Labyrinth, by artist Motoi Yamamoto, is a huge and detailed installation made with salt.
Alexander McQueen Autumn/Winter 2006
I want to be amazing. I want to be everything you didn’t think I could be. I want to stand on top of the world and scream that, YES I AM IMPORTANT AND SIGNIFICANT. I want to be at the top of the ladder so I can finally get the confidence, the power, the right to scream at you “See? This is how far I could go and you didn’t see this even though I was right there, telling you, showing you, and you didn’t see ever. Now do you see?”
I want to yell at you for everything you’ve wronged me for. I want to scream it out loud so you would never forget how deeply I felt and how deep the wound goes when you gorged out the things that I held so closely and told me that it didn’t exist anymore. I want to hurt you so you could feel every blow that you inflicted upon me with mere words, biting words, afterthoughts. I want to hate you until everything shrivels up because you don’t deserve the pain I go through, the pricks in my eyes when I’m disappointed, the dull thump of the dead thing in my chest.
I wanted to be over you. Because hope just hurts when all the signs are clear.
I wanted you to keep everything because that way, it would be you who would be sentimental. And I would move on.
But now, it’s me with the box of memories that has nowhere to go.
I didn’t want this to be our ending.
“RAPE CREW” COACH BLATANTLY DENIES COVER-UP, BLAMES “ANONYMOUS” FOR PERPETUATING FALSE CLAIMS
Two football players kidnapped a sixteen-year-old girl who was possibly drugged and too drunk to resist and took her to several parties where she was then raped. THE EVENT WAS EVEN LIVE-TWEETED BY THE PEOPLE INVOLVED.
From the NYT website: “Twitter posts, videos and photographs circulated by some who attended the nightlong set of parties suggested that an unconscious girl had been sexually assaulted over several hours while others watched. She even might have been urinated on. In one photograph posted on Instagram by a Steubenville High football player, the girl, who was from across the Ohio River in Weirton, W.Va., is shown looking unresponsive as two boys carry her by her wrists and ankles. Twitter users wrote the words “rape” and “drunk girl” in their posts.”
Local parents and authorities in Steubenville, OH are invested in covering the story up, claiming the girl “made it up” to cover up the fact that she drank too much and was out late, and that it’s ruining their football program - despite the fact that there is evidence of these boys laughing and talking about the rape on video and through social media as it happens. DON’T LET THESE SICK BASTARDS GET AWAY WITH IT JUST BECAUSE THEY’RE PRECIOUS FOOTBALL PLAYERS.
(Sidenote: “Dead” is a euphemism for “drugged”.)
HOW ARE WE AT A POINT WHERE WE WILL DEFEND RAPISTS EVEN WHEN THEY HAVE TWEETED, POSTED A PHOTO, AND RECORDED A VIDEO BLATANTLY ADMITTING - BOASTING ABOUT - THE FACT THAT THEY RAPED SOMEONE? WHAT THE EVER-LOVING FUCK.
VIDEO of the rapists’ gloating. Warning: the video is disgusting. In the twelve-minute original, some fucked up shit is said, but what stuck out the most was when someone got disgusted and went to go check on the rape victim and asked Michael (the guy telling all the jokes), “What if that was your daughter/sister?” And he replied, “I wouldn’t care.”
STILL NOT UNDERSTANDING WHY THERE ARE PEOPLE WHO HAVEN’T HEARD ABOUT THIS.
STOP “LIKING” THIS.
FUCK YOUR HIPSTER SKINNY WHITE GIRLS SLEEPING IN FLOWERS AND HOLDING MUGS BLOG AND SHARE THIS INFORMATION.
THIS IS NOT A “SILENT SUPPORT” SITUATION.
I’M NOT COUNTING “LIKES” FOR THE PRIZE OF JUSTICE FOR FUCK’S SAKE. TELL PEOPLE. GET PEOPLE ANGRY. THEY NEED TO BE FUCKING LIVID.
guys, please reblog. this is just absolutely sick.
I fucking hate people.