birthdayportraits 010 (via malloreigh)
my name is malloreigh. i am twenty-six years old and i live in vancouver, british columbia.
malloreigh never stops thinking
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it features beautifully photographed naked bodies sometimes, and music, and literature, and science.
if you like tomboy/queer style, you might want to follow my other tumblr: tomboyfemme.
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this is a lot like what i wore yesterday. seal of approval!
things i like: bottle platinum hair, shaved sides, brightly coloured feather earrings (but think of the chickens!), dyketails.
do they sell this shit at urban outfitters or something? i’ve had this sweater since i was a kid, and lately i see it on everyone. this is MY fashion concept, god damnit.
(photo via eatingmadalenas)
as you read this, i’m probably shaving designs into the side of my head. my roommate’s not home so i’m doing it myself. DANGER BAY.
There comes a time in every woman’s life when she contemplates blondhood. Blondness? Being blonde? Not being a brunette. You know. Also, I no longer “fully loathe” animal prints, and only instead “mostly dislike” them except for in certain special occasions such as perhaps this scarf.
(via lesfemmes)
this time is now.
tight mini skirt and suspenders. no, no, i really love it. i want a skirt with buttons for attaching suspenders. (aka, braces.)
i’ve always been more of a raphael fan myself, but this is pretty bomb.
who could have known that a cardigan buttoned clumsily with nothing underneath could look so good? -girlswholikegirls:cinnamonhearts:androgynizeme
niiiice fuckin sweater, sam.
SAMANTHA RONSON
