Sunday inspirations in no particular order except: wake up, coffee, rinse, repeat.

Holly Conlan is seriously an angel.  This is underwear dancin/house cleanin/simple livin music.  I really love her.
 

I love fierce bitches - look at how scared homegirl is.  Understandably so, I would be too if the queen of whatever planet she came from was sitting next to me on the metro, too.

Montmartre, Paris - see you again in my dreams.  Most blissfully happy summer of my life.

Want.  Human beings can be really beautiful sometimes, can't they?

Nature, naturally.

 Remarkable.

A map, a bottle of wine & a cute travel partner to boot - all I really want out of this life.

So time consuming. So lovely.

 I wouldn't either if I was Edith Piaf. Love. Lovelovelove.

Culturally confusing, but it's eloquent.

Sleepyhead & a million books.

 She is just precious.

God I love birds, and tattoos, and the combination of the two.

So so SO fantastic.