jonnyninetynine:




Vespertine by ~cunene
Model: Dolly Lamour,Outfit: Orologisilenziosi Couture,Hat: Cunene [link]Photo, editing: Cunene photography [link]

jonnyninetynine:

Vespertine by ~cunene

Model: Dolly Lamour,
Outfit: Orologisilenziosi Couture,
Hat: Cunene [link]
Photo, editing: Cunene photography [link]

(via whatnotandwhatnot)

books0977:

Waltz this Beautiful Tango Step. Dance Lovers magazine. June 1920’s.
Consult Your Dancing Master Like a Doctor. How Dancing Created a New Life for Me. “Sweet California” Latest Dance Hit Free. Dance Out of Doors to Radio.

books0977:

Waltz this Beautiful Tango Step. Dance Lovers magazine. June 1920’s.

Consult Your Dancing Master Like a Doctor. How Dancing Created a New Life for Me. “Sweet California” Latest Dance Hit Free. Dance Out of Doors to Radio.

washingtonpoststyle:

A Jan. 1936 news item.
(No mention of how newspapers make huge amounts of money through these screens.)
Via T.J. Ortenzi via Phil Rosenthal

washingtonpoststyle:

A Jan. 1936 news item.

(No mention of how newspapers make huge amounts of money through these screens.)

Via T.J. Ortenzi via Phil Rosenthal

James Francis Edward Stuart, Prince of Wales, by Alexis Simon Belle. (c. 1712)There’ll Never Be Peace Till Jamie Comes Hame
By yon Castle wa’, at the close of the day,
I heard a man sing, though his head it was gray;
And as he was singing, the tears down came –
There’ll never be peace till Jamie comes hame.
The Church is in ruins, the State is in jars,
Delusions, oppressions, and murderous wars;
We dare na weel say’t, but we ken wha’s to blame –
There’ll never be peace till Jamie comes hame.
My seven braw sons for Jamie drew sword,
But now I greet round their green beds in the yird;
It brak the sweet heart o’ my faithfu’ auld dame –
There’ll never be peace till Jamie comes hame.
Now life is a burden that bows me down,
Sin’ I tint my bairns, and he tint his crown;
But till my last moments my words are the same –
There’ll never be peace till Jamie comes hame.
– Robert Burns.
(image and poem from Eccentric Bliss)

James Francis Edward Stuart, Prince of Wales, by Alexis Simon Belle. (c. 1712)

There’ll Never Be Peace Till Jamie Comes Hame

By yon Castle wa’, at the close of the day,
I heard a man sing, though his head it was gray;
And as he was singing, the tears down came –
There’ll never be peace till Jamie comes hame.

The Church is in ruins, the State is in jars,
Delusions, oppressions, and murderous wars;
We dare na weel say’t, but we ken wha’s to blame –
There’ll never be peace till Jamie comes hame.

My seven braw sons for Jamie drew sword,
But now I greet round their green beds in the yird;
It brak the sweet heart o’ my faithfu’ auld dame –
There’ll never be peace till Jamie comes hame.

Now life is a burden that bows me down,
Sin’ I tint my bairns, and he tint his crown;
But till my last moments my words are the same –
There’ll never be peace till Jamie comes hame.

– Robert Burns.
(image and poem from Eccentric Bliss)

(Source: sebastianmorris)

lostsplendor:

Bonne Année, French Postcard c. Early 1900s.  Scanned Jan 2nd, 2013.

lostsplendor:

Bonne Année, French Postcard c. Early 1900s.  Scanned Jan 2nd, 2013.

folkthings:

deathexekution:

Svjata Vatra - Zillja Zelenen`ke

Fire folk band from Estonia/Ukraine.

“Зілля Зелененьке” is an Ukrainian folk song.

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sashaforthewin:

antigravity000:

Smart gentlemen in Switzerland by lovedaylemon on Flickr.

I want to be the man in the middle

sashaforthewin:

antigravity000:

Smart gentlemen in Switzerland by lovedaylemon on Flickr.

I want to be the man in the middle

antigravity000:

Group of dapper young men by lovedaylemon on Flickr.

musicofthehyperspheres:

The Pogues ”If I should fall from grace with god”