“Now, a formula to transform my beauty into ugliness. Change my queenly raiment to a peddler’s cloak. Mummy dust, to make me old. To shroud my clothes, the black of night. To age my voice, an old hag’s cackle. To whiten my hair, a scream of fright. A blast of wind to fan my hate. A thunderbolt, to mix it well. Now, begin thy magic spell.”
Clark Gable’s Hair. Damn.
Sleep late, have fun, get wild, drink whiskey and drive fast on empty streets with nothing in mind except falling in love and not getting arrested
|—||Hunter S. Thompson (via amyyy)|
I know I've said it before but que lindos ojos tienes :)
Muchas gracias :)
Marilyn Monroe - Some Like it Hot promo shoot, April 1959