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Anything Goes I'm Cami.
I'm 17. Ballet is me: it's what inspires me, relaxes me, focuses me. I love fashion and personal style.Bob Dylan is the most amazing person I know of. Amelia Earhart is truly my idol. I like red. You could say I'm a bit of a prep. I'm addicted to cinnamon Altoids. I have a strange affinity towards everything J.Crew. Fred Astaire and Judy Garland are my heroes. Tina Fey is magnificent. Italian greyhounds are cool. I truly Love Lucy. I think that beets taste like dirt. I'm mildly obsessed with cardigans. I love Alexa Chung. I've seen every episode of the original Charlie's Angels series. Give me a John Hughes movie, good music from the 70s, and some chocolate, and you've won me over. . Modern Family is the funniest show on TV. Simon and Garfunkl are gods. And so are the Beatles, The Smiths, Joni Mitchell, Heart, and the Rolling Stones. I'm in love with Juno and Ferris Beuller. Ice-skating will never be my forte. I can't spell 'definetly' (or however you spell it) even if I tried, which I do. I want to be Audrey Hepburn. I'm going to dye my hair a ridiculous color someday. I don't set goals. I have a problem with odd numbers. I hate pencils. I guess anything goes.

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trulyamusingwords:

Jil Sander dress

I love how clean and simple it is. And still is interesting and elegant.

trulyamusingwords:

Jil Sander dress

I love how clean and simple it is. And still is interesting and elegant.

vintagesonia:

Natalie Wood, C.1950’s

bitch’n

vintagesonia:

Natalie Wood, C.1950’s

bitch’n

lbillustration:

How I want to view the world.

lbillustration:

How I want to view the world.

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artpixie:

Teresa by Saskia Wilson for Fashion Gone Rogue

artpixie:

Teresa by Saskia Wilson for Fashion Gone Rogue

#fashion   #style   #clothes  
The concept of “slow living” isn’t about doing fewer things, but rather living in the moment and taking time to focus on a specific experience. It’s about doing something with all your talent and creativity, and focusing everything you have into that one thing.  It’s that moment when you filter out everything else except what matters.  Being able to focus on that moment, and to do it with an authentic sense of personal style, is what inspires me. 

Sometimes I forego the efficiency of the keyboard for the luxury of composing my every day thoughts by hand, with a fountain pen.  I savor the search for the right vintage scarf for an outfit. Or, I will choose to wear a charm bracelet, with the charms that my great grandmother gave my grandmother 70 years ago, over the cool, trendy item my peers all have hanging off their wrists in barnyard unison.  It’s going through life with style, and that inspires me; that is how I want to express my life to others. 

In one of my favorite photographs, the world champion surfer, Joey Cabell, is fighting a bull with the style that only an athlete who lives a life without fear could pull off, while clad in an Aloha shirt and flip flops. Cabell isn’t thinking about photographers, fans, commitments, the weather or the waves; he’s one with the bull, singularly focused and completely devoted to  their dance together. 

I’m not a Hawaiian toreador; I’m a writer and a ballet dancer, but I do try to emulate Joey Cabell’s philosophy into each thing I do. I try to give my prose the artistic, rhythmic style of a dancer, and my dancing, the disciplined creativity of a writer. When I’m immersed in my writing, I’m “in the zone,” filter on, no distractions. I’m singularly focused; I let my honesty and passion steer my fountain pen, and I don’t let fear of what I might discover along the way affect my route.  

 When I’m dancing, I see the essence of this photograph reflected in myself. It’s just me on that stage, the corps des ballet all around me, and my singular focus fueling me through the show.  But, like Joey Cabell, I’m not a machine. My goal is to take the technique I have learned and the physics of movement I know to be true, and execute them with my own personal style, my own dancing artistry, my own quality of movement that is unique to me and only me.   One time my dad asked me what I think about when I’m up on stage, and his question made me realize that I’m not thinking at all: I’m being, I’m focusing, I’m moving my body to the music in an instinctive, reactive way.  I’m dancing, and dancing isn’t thinking.  It is focused, but it isn’t intellectual at all.  And that is the artistry of it.  That is the element of style. When I dance, when I write, when I just am, I want to live in the moment, breathe into each point in time, live life to the fullest, be one with what I’m doing—whatever it is, right then.  For Joey Cabell, it was riding waves, paddling canoes, or maybe fighting bulls.  For me, it’s a liquid arabesque, the cleanest, sharpest pirouette, or the best-turned phrase, honed image, or inspiring photograph for my blog. 

Cabell is confronting the bull with what seems to be such ease and grace; because he is singularly focused, he can anticipate the animal’s movements, like his feet anticipate how his board will react to the pulsating rush of water beneath him. That’s being one with that which inspires you.  He is living for his passions, and not letting anything else interfere. Cabell is a waterman; I’m a writer with the soul of a dancer. That’s what moves me and makes me who I am, just as the ocean does for this great waterman.

I want to experience each moment in time, and clear my mind as a way to refresh and recharge. Each day, I seek to be one hundred percent committed to whatever I’m doing—writing, dancing, living, even making my bed… and doing it with the personal style that makes me, me.

The concept of “slow living” isn’t about doing fewer things, but rather living in the moment and taking time to focus on a specific experience. It’s about doing something with all your talent and creativity, and focusing everything you have into that one thing.  It’s that moment when you filter out everything else except what matters.  Being able to focus on that moment, and to do it with an authentic sense of personal style, is what inspires me.

Sometimes I forego the efficiency of the keyboard for the luxury of composing my every day thoughts by hand, with a fountain pen.  I savor the search for the right vintage scarf for an outfit. Or, I will choose to wear a charm bracelet, with the charms that my great grandmother gave my grandmother 70 years ago, over the cool, trendy item my peers all have hanging off their wrists in barnyard unison.  It’s going through life with style, and that inspires me; that is how I want to express my life to others.

In one of my favorite photographs, the world champion surfer, Joey Cabell, is fighting a bull with the style that only an athlete who lives a life without fear could pull off, while clad in an Aloha shirt and flip flops. Cabell isn’t thinking about photographers, fans, commitments, the weather or the waves; he’s one with the bull, singularly focused and completely devoted to  their dance together.

I’m not a Hawaiian toreador; I’m a writer and a ballet dancer, but I do try to emulate Joey Cabell’s philosophy into each thing I do. I try to give my prose the artistic, rhythmic style of a dancer, and my dancing, the disciplined creativity of a writer. When I’m immersed in my writing, I’m “in the zone,” filter on, no distractions. I’m singularly focused; I let my honesty and passion steer my fountain pen, and I don’t let fear of what I might discover along the way affect my route. 

 When I’m dancing, I see the essence of this photograph reflected in myself. It’s just me on that stage, the corps des ballet all around me, and my singular focus fueling me through the show.  But, like Joey Cabell, I’m not a machine. My goal is to take the technique I have learned and the physics of movement I know to be true, and execute them with my own personal style, my own dancing artistry, my own quality of movement that is unique to me and only me.   One time my dad asked me what I think about when I’m up on stage, and his question made me realize that I’m not thinking at all: I’m being, I’m focusing, I’m moving my body to the music in an instinctive, reactive way.  I’m dancing, and dancing isn’t thinking.  It is focused, but it isn’t intellectual at all.  And that is the artistry of it.  That is the element of style. When I dance, when I write, when I just am, I want to live in the moment, breathe into each point in time, live life to the fullest, be one with what I’m doing—whatever it is, right then.  For Joey Cabell, it was riding waves, paddling canoes, or maybe fighting bulls.  For me, it’s a liquid arabesque, the cleanest, sharpest pirouette, or the best-turned phrase, honed image, or inspiring photograph for my blog.

Cabell is confronting the bull with what seems to be such ease and grace; because he is singularly focused, he can anticipate the animal’s movements, like his feet anticipate how his board will react to the pulsating rush of water beneath him. That’s being one with that which inspires you.  He is living for his passions, and not letting anything else interfere. Cabell is a waterman; I’m a writer with the soul of a dancer. That’s what moves me and makes me who I am, just as the ocean does for this great waterman.

I want to experience each moment in time, and clear my mind as a way to refresh and recharge. Each day, I seek to be one hundred percent committed to whatever I’m doing—writing, dancing, living, even making my bed… and doing it with the personal style that makes me, me.

Happy Birthday to the one and only, Bob Dylan.

(Source: Spotify)

moldavia:

Elle Fanning in Self Service S/S 2012 by Venetia Scott

moldavia:

Elle Fanning in Self Service S/S 2012 by Venetia Scott

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