Comme un cheveu sur la soupe

"For surely it is a magical thing for a handful of words, artfully arranged, to stop time." --Jhumpa Lahiri
Tom Hiddleston

—She Walks in Beauty by Lord Byron

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Tom Hiddleston reads “She Walks In Beauty” by Lord Byron (from iF Poems)

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow’d to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!

Don’t you dare
Shrink yourself
For someone else’s comfort -
Do not become small
For people who refuse to grow.

m.v., Advice to my future daughter, #2. (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

(via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

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Dior croquis of an embroidered ball gown from 1952

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Dior croquis of an embroidered ball gown from 1952