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veroushka:

Lisa Taylor by Helmut Newton for Vogue Paris, April 1977

#lisa taylor#helmut newton#vogue paris
veroushka:

Lisa Taylor by Helmut Newton for Vogue Paris, April 1977

Aftermath

A woman in red heels holds a copy of Aftermath by the Rolling Stones at a market somewhere in Mexico
March 1972

(Source: thepieshops)


Aftermath
A woman in red heels holds a copy of Aftermath by the Rolling Stones at a market somewhere in Mexico March 1972

bosconos:

"L’été 86" in L’Officiel Paris 1986 issue #719 by Beate Hansen

bosconos:

"L’été 86" in L’Officiel Paris 1986 issue #719 by Beate Hansen

Marlon Brando at his home, photographed by Sid Avery, 1953.

(Source: thelittlefreakazoidthatcould)

post-punker:

Lou Reed wanted poster, photo by Michael Zagaris

#lou reed#ahahaha#this is amazing
post-punker:

Lou Reed wanted poster, photo by Michael Zagaris

post-punker:

Iggy Pop and Debbie Harry, 1977, by Chris Stein

Scanned from The Best Of Punk Magazine, issue #10

#iggy pop#debbie harry#chris stein
post-punker:

Iggy Pop and Debbie Harry, 1977, by Chris Stein

Scanned from The Best Of Punk Magazine, issue #10

vintagegal:

Backstage at the Pierre Balmain couture show, 1954. Photos by Mark Shaw

Marilyn Monroe photographed by Nickolas Muray, 1952.

(Source: eternalmarilynmonroe)

#marilyn monroe#nickolas muray#unfair

Marilyn Monroe photographed by Nickolas Muray, 1952.

Lauren Bacall on the set of How to Marry a Millionaire, 1953

(Source: julia-loves-bette-davis)

#Lauren Bacall#how to marry a millionaire#on set

Lauren Bacall on the set of How to Marry a Millionaire, 1953

highfashionandmakeup:

Behati Prinsloo for Vogue Italia, December 2005

#behati prinsloo#vogue italia
highfashionandmakeup:

Behati Prinsloo for Vogue Italia, December 2005
Monica Vitti at Cannes film festival, photographed by Jack Garofalo, 1968.

(Source: missavagardner)

And so, from being created in his likeness, to being banished for wanting to be too much like him, we were cast out, and the garden of Eden transformed in to the garden of Evil
Los Angeles, The city of Angels, A land of Gods and Monsters, The in-between realm where only the choices made from your free will, will decide your souls final fate
Some poets called it the entrance to the Underworld, but on some summer nights, it could feel like Paradise, Paradise Lost

post-punker:

Nico and Andy Warhol

nearlyvintage:

LIV TYLER, KATE MOSS and  JOHNNY DEPP  

#liv tyler#kate moss#Johnny Depp
nearlyvintage:

LIV TYLER, KATE MOSS and  JOHNNY DEPP  

bjorkswig:

Bjork (1991, Woodstock) - I'm often asked if I have a favorite photo and I can say without hesitation that it's this one right here. All of the elements combined to make it one of my favorite moments as a photographer, and it happened purely by chance. I met Bjork the night before when she invited herself along and joined some friends and me for a late night pool game up in Woodstock. At the time she was upstate recording with the Sugarcubes. I was already a fan, and had always wanted to photograph her, and when I asked her if I could she said sure. Just like that. We'd been talking all night, she trusted me, and I guess that was all she needed to go on.

The next day I picked her up and brought her to my friend Ben's house, who helped out as my assistant for the shoot. I knew he had a lovely forest glade behind his house and I thought the setting fit in nicely with her freespiritedness. As happens often in shoots I've done (don't ask me why), she gradually began to to shed her clothes. I picked out a couple of oversized leaves (a la Eve in the Garden of Eden) and she stepped onto a large boulder. At that moment it started to drizzle, she stood on tippy-toe and opened her mouth to catch a raindrop on her tongue. Click.

Having spent a long time talking with her the night before I felt this image really captured her essence - a woodland sprite, a free spirit, playful, earthy, and open . (Some other reasons why this is a favorite? No makeup artists, no stylists, no trendy fashions, no managers, no publicists, no record label politics, no artificial lighting, no gimmicks, no self-conciousness. Just natural light, some foliage, and Bjork.). Laura Levine on Bjork.

(Source: bjjork)

#bjork
bjorkswig:

Bjork (1991, Woodstock) - I'm often asked if I have a favorite photo and I can say without hesitation that it's this one right here. All of the elements combined to make it one of my favorite moments as a photographer, and it happened purely by chance. I met Bjork the night before when she invited herself along and joined some friends and me for a late night pool game up in Woodstock. At the time she was upstate recording with the Sugarcubes. I was already a fan, and had always wanted to photograph her, and when I asked her if I could she said sure. Just like that. We'd been talking all night, she trusted me, and I guess that was all she needed to go on.

The next day I picked her up and brought her to my friend Ben's house, who helped out as my assistant for the shoot. I knew he had a lovely forest glade behind his house and I thought the setting fit in nicely with her freespiritedness. As happens often in shoots I've done (don't ask me why), she gradually began to to shed her clothes. I picked out a couple of oversized leaves (a la Eve in the Garden of Eden) and she stepped onto a large boulder. At that moment it started to drizzle, she stood on tippy-toe and opened her mouth to catch a raindrop on her tongue. Click.

Having spent a long time talking with her the night before I felt this image really captured her essence - a woodland sprite, a free spirit, playful, earthy, and open . (Some other reasons why this is a favorite? No makeup artists, no stylists, no trendy fashions, no managers, no publicists, no record label politics, no artificial lighting, no gimmicks, no self-conciousness. Just natural light, some foliage, and Bjork.). Laura Levine on Bjork.