Song of the day: The Black Keys Tighten Up; produced by Danger Mouse

Paris 26 Gigapixels is a stitching of 2346 single photos showing a very high-resolution panoramic view of the French capital. 

Dead on.

loves it.

Behind the scenes.

(via baribeautiful)

Cute overload.

…le sigh.

arrowsandaccolades:

Pim and Jam

smokeandacoke:

I try to live a life free of wants. But I want, nonetheless.

smokeandacoke:

I think appreciation for camping is a quality often overlooked in women.

bonerparty:

condicondi:

THE GUIDE TO BEING SO CHOICE aka How Sloane Peterson from Ferris Bueller’s Day Off Taught me how to be an Awesome Girlfriend.

• Get along with his friends if you don’t get along with his friends you are done. seriously. That is number 1. Even if you think his friends are uptight weirdos or hypochondriac freaks, HEY, he is friends with them for a reason, so cut the shit. You’ve probably got some weird and crappy friends too…
• Rein him in, but only when necessary you are his girlfriend, not his mother. If he wants to sing to the city on a giant float, let him do it. He’s a big man and he can deal with the consequences. You can nicely remind him, Look, if you do that there might be trouble, but if you throw a bitch fit and give him the silent treatmeant you will look fucking retarded when he has a new girlfriend on his arm from the impressive stunts he’s pulled.
• Be funny “He’s licking the glass and making obscene gestures with his hands.” simple as that.
• Be confident Look, one of the reasons Ferris loved her was because she was cool and classy lady, she didn’t stress. She uttered the words and believed “He’s gonna marry me.” She probably knows if her boyfriend was running through a backyard and saw 2 girls tanning he probably would stop and say hello, but she also knows that he would spend hours of stress and risk his neck to get her out of school to just see her. Relax. You have him. He’s not going anywhere, and if he talks to other girls who the fuck cares YOU are the one he wants to marry.
• Say Eloquent Shit did Sloane ever use the word “like” as much as you do in your daily conversation? No. Drop the habit that makes you seem like a dumb valley girl and trade it for stellar vocab terms like “warmth & compassion” and “devastatingly handsome.” Once you’ve mastered talking like an adult, you’ll be able to spew pearls of poetry like “The city looks so peaceful from up here…”
• Pack lightly ever notice how tiny Sloane’s purse was? The bigger the purse, the lamer the girl. Its called baggage for a reason.
• Be able to keep up with the boys Hey, if you’ve got cramps, take a fucking midol and strap in. You don’t ever wanna be the girlfriend who is a drag and never wants to go out. A girl who can say she cruised with the top down in a convertible, swung by the Stock Exchange, and took in a Cubs game all in one day, is sorta girl who you wanna keep around.
• Look badass in a jacket with fringe The End.

bonerparty:

if you’re wondering what to put on when you first bring her back to your place, put this on, and LET THE PUPPY-BUMPING COMMENCE. by the time you get to ‘Go Your Own Way’ you should at least have your hand on a boob, and if you’re not dry humping by the second verse of ‘The Chain’ then you should just give up, walk to the window, light a Sherlock Holmes pipe, and take stock of the other more finite and tangible things in your life because clearly you are not a Gentleman that should be partaking in such scholarly activities as “Getting Your Fuck On On The Futon”.

(photo via chuckmore)

simko:

Four be the things I am wiser to know:
Idleness, sorrow, a friend, and a foe.

Four be the things I’d been better without:

Love, curiosity, freckles, and doubt.

Three be the things I shall never attain:
Envy, content, and sufficient champagne.

Three be the things I shall have till I die:

Laughter and hope and a sock in the eye.