To the Batmobile!

Today's window shopping disaster brought to you by Boneface.

The UK based artist's 2011 gallery features freeze-framed ass-kicking aftermath.

Adding just a little more grit to pop-art's already oft harsh social commentary.

Plus the colors are pretty.

 Let Janine Basil hats do the talking for you.

I feel like as adults we should still be allowed a designated nap time and craft corner.

D.I.Y. glitter ballet flats.

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A girl and her room.

Project Statement: 

"This project is about teenage girls and young women at a transitional time of their lives, alone in the privacy of their own personal space and surroundings: their bedroom, a womb within the outside world."

Holy hot stuff, Batman.

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"I don't at all like knowing what people say about me behind my back. It makes me far too conceited." 

- Oscar Wilde

Raise your glasses, your lighters, and your black eyeliners.

Alright, you assholes.
I've missed you, too.

The Float Vase designed by Joe Doucet. 

[I'll send an S.O.S. to the world.]

Who needs a live-in lover when you can have your very own mini manfriend?

MochiLiu's lung ashtray...

...for your health.

The artist behind these christened them the Playoff Beard earrings.

I think it a shame to put them in such a box.

Possibilities are limitless here.

Your market is much larger.

Beards are the new mustache,

m.f-ers.

Koi bowls are the perfect pet for those of you don't have the heart perform yet another toilet bowl funeral.

Jackie dress in blueberry by Effie's Heart.

One sentence, seven words, a vintage wet dream.

 The Try New Things dress from ModCloth is on SALE.

Diner Girl dress from Get Go Retro.

Se7en Deadly Electric Corset V-Neck @ The Atomic Boutique.

I close this blog with a bit of sadness still settled upon my heart. 
She had a voice equipped with a blanket and a bottle.
Half a pack of cigarettes and a pile of mascara kissed tissues.
The matching lump in each of our throats the size of a fist.
She tells me to swallow past it and sing already.
And I will never again wake up alone.

Thank you.