Kapow!

How fun is this?

Pastel Dreaming

 Ice-cream pastels. The colours of The Care Bears and My Lil' Pony.

I love these colours, I want them in my wardrobe and on my wall and most importantly on my feet. 

And It Was Called Yellow!

Look at the stars!

Look how they shine for you!

And all the things that you do..

Kurt Vonnegut!

Camilla Engman

"I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, 'If this isn't nice, I don't know what is'." Kurt Vonnegut

Dorianne Laux

Green Room
source: anothermag.com

Purple Jacarandas
source: anothermag.com

Pink Hair
source: weheartit.com

Blue Paint
source: piccsy.com

Regret nothing. Not the cruel novels you read

to the end just to find out who killed the cook.

Not the insipid movies that made you cry in the dark,

in spite of your intelligence, your sophistication.

Not the lover you left quivering in a hotel parking lot,
the one you beat to the punchline, the door, or the one
who left you in your red dress and shoes, the ones

that crimped your toes, don’t regret those.

Not the nights you called god names and cursed
your mother, sunk like a dog in the livingroom couch,
chewing your nails and crushed by loneliness.

You were meant to inhale those smoky nights
over a bottle of flat beer, to sweep stuck onion rings
across the dirty restaurant floor, to wear the frayed
coat with its loose buttons, its pockets full of struck matches.

You’ve walked those streets a thousand times and still
you end up here.

Regret none of it, not one
of the wasted days you wanted to know nothing,

when the lights from the carnival rides

were the only stars you believed in, loving them
for their uselessness, not wanting to be saved.

You’ve traveled this far on the back of every mistake,
ridden in dark-eyed and morose but calm as a house
after the TV set has been pitched out the upstairs
window. Harmless as a broken ax. Emptied
of expectation. Relax. Don’t bother remembering
any of it.

Let’s stop here, under the lit sign
on the corner, and watch all the people walk by.

Three Pink Things That I Love

I love pink. 

Candyfloss pink, shocking pink, carnation pink-I love 'em all! 

But these shoes, this site (best name ever) and these piggy-wigs just make my day. 

"Pink is my favorite crayon, yeah." Aerosmith

Pulchritude

"Pulchritude-beauty where you would least suspect it, hidden in a word that looked like it should signify a belch or a skin infection."

Zadie Smith. 

Yellow & Blue!

"What we seek, at the deepest level, is inwardly to resemble, rather than physically to possess, the objects and places that touch us through their beauty."

Alain de Botton. The Architecture of Happiness.

Let Us Count The Days!

I love this calendar by Oscar Diaz! Love it. 


With the capillary action of the ink on the paper, each day is filled out perfectly. 


I'm sure I would be more efficient with my time if I could watch the days disappear so beautifully. 

Describe the Colour Blue

I have always loved reading the names given to colours.

Because of this, I love reading the labels on nailpolish bottles, crayons and hairdye boxes.

The difference between Robin's Egg Blue and Light Blue just makes me smile...

Agent Orange!

Orange is the colour of the Sacral Chakra, also known as Svadhisthana.

This chakra is located beneath the naval, close to the genitals.

The Sacral Chakra is linked to the sexual organs and reproductive system. 

Opening this chakra will free fertility and inherent creativity.