July 22, 2014
homme—models:

Kim Sang Woo

homme—models:

Kim Sang Woo

(Source: soo-hyuks)

July 20, 2014

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July 18, 2014

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July 17, 2014
do-not-touch-my-food:

Blueberry Cinnamon Hand Pies

Nothing sexier than a hand pie.

do-not-touch-my-food:

Blueberry Cinnamon Hand Pies

Nothing sexier than a hand pie.

July 17, 2014
myartisticvision:

Real Tango Argentino!

myartisticvision:

Real Tango Argentino!

(via gobsmackinggoodness)

July 17, 2014
John Griffith and Totem Magic: Going MAD

This guy does some awesome work. Check out his children’s book and help support his project.

July 16, 2014
do-not-touch-my-food:

Prosciutto and Gruyère Cheese Croissants

do-not-touch-my-food:

Prosciutto and Gruyère Cheese Croissants

July 16, 2014

(Source: yatzer, via cadamaestritoconsulibrito)

July 16, 2014

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July 16, 2014
crashinglybeautiful:

"If at eighty you’re not a cripple or an invalid, if you have your health, if you still enjoy a good walk, a good meal (with all the trimmings), if you can sleep without first taking a pill, if birds and flowers, mountains and sea still inspire you, you are a most fortunate individual and you should get down on your knees morning and night and thank the good Lord for his savin’ and keepin’ power. If you are young in years but already weary in spirit, already on the way to becoming an automaton, it may do you good to say to your boss — under your breath, of course — “Fuck you, Jack! You don’t own me!” … If you can fall in love again and again, if you can forgive your parents for the crime of bringing you into the world, if you are content to get nowhere, just take each day as it comes, if you can forgive as well as forget, if you can keep from growing sour, surly, bitter and cynical, man you’ve got it half licked."
(…)
"I have very few friends or acquaintances my own age or near it. Though I am usually ill at ease in the company of elderly people I have the greatest respect and admiration for two very old men who seem to remain eternally young and creative. I mean [the Catalan cellist and conductor] Pablo Casals and Pablo Picasso, both over ninety now. Such youthful nonagenarians put the young to shame. Those who are truly decrepit, living corpses, so to speak, are the middle-aged, middleclass men and women who are stuck in their comfortable grooves and imagine that the status quo will last forever or else are so frightened it won’t that they have retreated into their mental bomb shelters to wait it out."
–Henry Miller’s advice on growing old, with thanks to the extraordinary folks at Brain Pickings.

crashinglybeautiful:

"If at eighty you’re not a cripple or an invalid, if you have your health, if you still enjoy a good walk, a good meal (with all the trimmings), if you can sleep without first taking a pill, if birds and flowers, mountains and sea still inspire you, you are a most fortunate individual and you should get down on your knees morning and night and thank the good Lord for his savin’ and keepin’ power. If you are young in years but already weary in spirit, already on the way to becoming an automaton, it may do you good to say to your boss — under your breath, of course — “Fuck you, Jack! You don’t own me!” … If you can fall in love again and again, if you can forgive your parents for the crime of bringing you into the world, if you are content to get nowhere, just take each day as it comes, if you can forgive as well as forget, if you can keep from growing sour, surly, bitter and cynical, man you’ve got it half licked."

(…)

"I have very few friends or acquaintances my own age or near it. Though I am usually ill at ease in the company of elderly people I have the greatest respect and admiration for two very old men who seem to remain eternally young and creative. I mean [the Catalan cellist and conductor] Pablo Casals and Pablo Picasso, both over ninety now. Such youthful nonagenarians put the young to shame. Those who are truly decrepit, living corpses, so to speak, are the middle-aged, middleclass men and women who are stuck in their comfortable grooves and imagine that the status quo will last forever or else are so frightened it won’t that they have retreated into their mental bomb shelters to wait it out."

–Henry Miller’s advice on growing old, with thanks to the extraordinary folks at Brain Pickings.

(via journalofanobody)

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