So since I am obviously in the halloween spirit, here are a few photos that seem like the perfect way to set the mood.
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(Boned corset 17th Centruy) (Shop Boulevard De Strasbourg 1909)
(1920's postcard)
(1947)
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(photographs courtesy of haw-lin.com/, and 1,000 Dessous "A History of Lingerie" by Gilles Neret)
So being that I have felt a bit homesick lately I have been thinking about this song "home" by edward sharpe and the magnetic zeros. They are really amazing... and they are playing a show at the bowery ballroom in late November. Definitely something to mark on the calendar! And if you have someone you love close by give em a hug, cause this song just brings it out in you for petes sake!
This video also reminds me of this kid I read about recently. He is apparently a self taught photographer who has been train hopping and taking pictures of his journey. Here are some of my favorite photographs:
Obsessed with crazy full skirts right now. The prairie meets Victorian meets
"He said the pleasantest manner of spending a hot July day was lying from morning till evening on a bank of heath in the middle of the moors, with the bees humming dreamily about among the bloom, and the larks singing high up overhead, and the blue sky and bright sun shining steadily and cloudlessly." -Emily Bronte Wuthering Heights