I want to be a femme fatale. NOT Britney's version of a femme fatale, because that is not even what the phrase means. No. I am talking about a real, honest-to-goodness, vampy, voluptuous seductress. I am currently obsessed with lady spies from 1940s movies. You know the kind: the one who wears the curve-hugging dress but can still shoot people. The one who pulls out a very long cigarette holder and has every man in the room offer to light it for her. The one who oozes femininity but is still a world-class, grade-A badass. I want to be that woman.
Seriously, nothing says sexy like Louboutins, seamed tights, and a fitted skirt.
Also really into small towns lately; which is the opposite of the vampy vixens I have described above, but whatever.
(Dude, Samson house?)
(town center?)
And now here are some random pictures.
I adore the old-school Batman show. Used to watch this with my siblings and then we would make our own utility belts- haha. Great times.
Such a sweet movie moment. I love it. Is it wrong that I have a serious crush on Dmitri? Cus if it's wrong... I don't want to be right.
Oh Ryan, you sexy beast. I'd pose for you ANY day. Wink!
I vow to do this once school is over. At the bar.
LOL!
Original poem by the amazing Ryan Adams. Check out his poetry books! DO IT!
This is how I feel about most people.
I want this. :-(
Push through life! It will get better.
Love.
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