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My Closet Reflects My Life


My denim riding jacket is coming along nicely.

Rocker 4 lyfe!

Now I need to get started on my winter vest.



Chet Baker… One of my kings of cool.



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This is straight up what I wore today. Scary!




A great example of my daily wear.


We don’t get much rain annually in Tucson. But we get it all at once.


Of Style and Stardom

Lauren Bacall, photographed by John Engstead, the year she became Mrs. Humphrey Bogart, 1945.


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there’s a lot of unspoken pressure to keep liking the things you used to like and to keep dressing the way you’ve always dressed and to never question what you believe in and basically “be yourself” has slowly morphed into “be what everyone knows you as” but trust me when i say if you just give it up and simply make decisions and take actions based purely on what would make you happy, you’ll gain a very comforting sense of self peace   

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“ Take boots, for example. [Vimes] earned thirty-eight dollars a month plus allowances. A really good pair of leather boots cost fifty dollars. But an affordable pair of boots, which were sort of OK for a season or two and then leaked like hell when the cardboard gave out, cost about ten dollars. Those were the kind of boots Vimes always bought, and wore until the soles were so thin that he could tell where he was in Ankh-Morpork on a foggy night by the feel of the cobbles.

But the thing was that good boots lasted for years and years. A man who could afford fifty dollars had a pair of boots that’d still be keeping his feet dry in ten years’ time, while a poor man who could only afford cheap boots would have spent a hundred dollars on boots in the same time and would still have wet feet.


—Terry Pratchett, Men at Arms (via rascalbot)

This is how it is really expensive to be poor. 

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Lauren Bacall



A windy day in Philadelphia, 1947.

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