When Will Lord Byron Come Back From The Dead To Validate My Romantic Goth Taste In Fashion?

Carla always wanted an “Addams Family House,” and when this 1874 Victorian  came on the market, she was discouraged to see that it was on “Millionaire’s Row,” in Danville, Virginia, but then she realized that a million was a lot less back then, so she and her husband were able to buy it.

This began a 15 yr., & counting, marathon restoration project. Carla didn’t want to keep the white paint on the outside and was eager to see what was underneath.

This was the front parlor in the 1880′s.

This is how they found it.

Carla cleaning it up- she said she doesn’t know what made her think she could take on a project this big.

The parlor under construction.

The elegant finished product.

This was the music room before.

The music room after.

The previous owners had remodeled the kitchen, but Carla wasn’t having it.

So, the kitchen was completely taken down to the studs.

And, look at how incredible it is, now. 

The fridge and freezer were hidden in this exquisite cabinet. 

The finished exterior. Magnificent. You can follow the project by clicking on the link below.

https://danvilleexperience.blogspot.com/

being a woman is like…yeah lol you can pursue self-fulfillment and happiness on the side but don’t forget your main eternal quest is for unattainable beauty and ritual degradation 

enemies with benefits

“As you read a book word by word and page by page, you participate in its creation, just as a cellist playing a Bach suite participates, note by note, in the creation, the coming-to-be, the existence, of the music. And, as you read and re-read, the book of course participates in the creation of you, your thoughts and feelings, the size and temper of your soul.”

— Ursula K. Le Guin (via wordsaredelicious)

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“Ever since I could remember, I had feared being found wanting. If I did the work I wanted to do, it was certain not to measure up; if I pursued the people I wanted to know, I was bound to be rejected; if I made myself as attractive as I could, I would still be ordinary looking. Around such damages to the ego a shrinking psyche had formed: I applied myself to my work, but only grudgingly; I’d make one move toward people I liked, but never two; I wore makeup but dressed badly. To do any or all of these things well would have been to engage heedlessly with life — love it more than I loved my fears — and this I could not do. What I could do, apparently, was daydream the years away: to go on yearning for “things” to be different so that I would be different.”

— Vivian Gornick, The Cost of Daydreaming - NYTimes.com (via arabellesicardi)

Marpessa Hennink for Valentino RTW SS 1989

Hand painted, exceptionally rare miniature bat fan.  On thin shaved wood.  Circa 1900.

Where is everybody? José Manuel Ballester