"Her appearance made her a legend throughout the continent. She was tall and thin. A thick blaze of flame-coloured hair crowned her pale, almost cadaverously white face with its sensually vermilioned lips. Above all, however, the Marchesa’s large green eyes cast the strongest spell of her unique beauty. She exaggerated these further still with immense false lashes and surrounding rings of black kohl, while droplets of poisonous belladonna made them glitter like emeralds."If you don't know who she was do find out.xo
Brand new to this land o' blog (ooooh, I do so wish there were another word for it!), I intend to begin by explaining why I would delve into such a thing.
The title says it all.
I've been lucky enough to recently stumble into a world of amazingly inspirational ladies that I'll most likely never have the privilege of meeting, but who have nevertheless changed my life in wonderful and numerous little ways.
They have inspired and illuminated.
They've filled me up with hopes and ideas (whimsies, magicks, and craftiness to name a few).
And so inspired, I've decided to follow in their footsteps in the hopes of contributing the same to other gals much like myself.
I don't intend for this whole shebang to be hugely egocentric...
I just want to share the things that melt my heart, take my breath away, and set my soul on fire in the hopes that they'll do the same for you.
And so I kick this whole thing off in honor of my Number One Lady of Illumination: my wickedly wonderful pistol of a grandmother, Mimi.
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