The roadside flowers, too wet for the bee,
Expend their bloom in vain.
Come over the hills and far with me,
And be my love in the rain.
-Robert Frost
"Oh stand, stand at the window, as the tears scald and start; You shall love your crooked neighbor with your crooked heart"


In my dream world, I would have a house for each season (carbon footprint be damned). This would be my autumn cottage. Nook beds are the best.
(via the New York Times)

Love the wooden frames. Pretty cool no? These babies are by Coulson Macleod. (via designsponge)

Next month the MFA will be holding an exhibition of Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec's work titled "Cafe and Cabaret". The museum's website says that the artist "is known for his bold images of performers in the centers of Parisian entertainment in the 1880s and 1890s: the café-concerts and cabaret nightclubs in the bohemian neighborhood of Montmartre." All of the images depict Paris through Toulouse's eyes. A Thanksgiving art museum field-trip anyone?




Why? Whyyyyy must I be broke? I wanna buy all of these and feel purdy and feminine instead of what I usually feel, a brokedown version of a girl. But I mean lets be honest, I dont think I have the cajones to wear butterflies on my head. Maybe someday.
