Today’s post come’s from my friend’s worst recurring nightmare: drowning in sweatpants.
Hey skyler. Keep having this dream where im drowning and I can’t move my arms or legs. The worst part is im wearing sweatpants. help!
I don’t know about you, but when I think of watery death, I think Ophelia, and when I think Ophelia, I immediately go Pre-Raphaelite Ophelia.
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My go to Ophelia by John Everett Millais via
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Two suggested improvements over the sweatpants scenario:
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| frothy flowers by Leonard; and something a bit more formal by Vionnet; both from Vogue Paris |
O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown!
Sweet dreams, Lucy.
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Besos! - Skyler
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