May262012

I want all of them to be my grandmas.

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May222012

Official christening photos of H.H. Princess Athena Marguerite Françoise Marie of Denmark (May 20, 2012).
Her godparents were: Monsieur Gregory Grandet; Monsieur Edouard Cavallier; Miss Carina Axelson; Madame Julie Mirabaud; Mr. Diego de Lavandeyra; and Mrs. Henriette Steenstrup.

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Christening of H.R.H. Princess Estelle Silvia Ewa Mary of Sweden, Duchess of Östergötland (May 22, 2012).
Her godparents were: H.R.H. Willem-Alexander, the Prince of Orange; H.R.H. Crown Prince Haakon of Norway; H.R.H. Crown Princess Mary of Denmark; H.R.H. Prince Carl-Philip of Sweden; and Anna Westling Söderström.

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myownremedy:

this is porn

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“If you read one book a week, starting at the age of 5, and live to be 80, you will have read a grand total of 3,900 books, a little over one-tenth of 1 percent of the books currently in print.” Lewis Buzbee, The Yellow-Lighted Bookshop (via prettybooks)
7PM

Pixel Pour is a wonderful New York street art installation created by Kelly Goeller.

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art 

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thedailyfeed:

Not for the faint of heart! Biologist and sci-fi author Peter Watts recounted his near-death brush with flesh-eating bacteria to The Daily:

The doctors say it lives on your skin, waiting for an opening. They say once it gets inside, your fate comes down to a dice roll. It doesn’t always turn your guts to slurry; sometimes you get off with a sore throat. Sometimes it doesn’t do anything at all. They might even admit that it doesn’t always need an open wound. People have been known to sicken and die from a bruise, from a bump against the door.
What they won’t generally tell you is that you can get it by following the doctor’s orders. Which is how I ended up in the ICU, staring through a morphine haze into a face whose concerned expression must have been at least 57 percent fear of litigation. I didn’t get necrotizing fasciitis from a door bump, or from a zip-line. I got it from a dual-punch biopsy — which is to say, from being stabbed with a pair of needles the size of narwhal tusks. There was this lesion on my leg, you see. They needed a closer look. And there was Mr. Streptococcus, waiting on my skin for an invitation in.
Read more.

thedailyfeed:

Not for the faint of heart! Biologist and sci-fi author Peter Watts recounted his near-death brush with flesh-eating bacteria to The Daily:

The doctors say it lives on your skin, waiting for an opening. They say once it gets inside, your fate comes down to a dice roll. It doesn’t always turn your guts to slurry; sometimes you get off with a sore throat. Sometimes it doesn’t do anything at all. They might even admit that it doesn’t always need an open wound. People have been known to sicken and die from a bruise, from a bump against the door.

What they won’t generally tell you is that you can get it by following the doctor’s orders. Which is how I ended up in the ICU, staring through a morphine haze into a face whose concerned expression must have been at least 57 percent fear of litigation. I didn’t get necrotizing fasciitis from a door bump, or from a zip-line. I got it from a dual-punch biopsy — which is to say, from being stabbed with a pair of needles the size of narwhal tusks. There was this lesion on my leg, you see. They needed a closer look. And there was Mr. Streptococcus, waiting on my skin for an invitation in.

Read more.

(via theweekmagazine)

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