Quick Wit and Lipstick

The Wool from a Black Sheep is just as Warm.

Musings of a Rockabilly Burlesque dancer, Ukulele player, Geek Diva, Zine Writer, Knitter, Comic Artist, Feminist, Portland native, who still finds joy in the little things.

When I was little, my Mom, Sister and I found an injured bird on the side of the road. Fearing for it’s life, I insisted we take it with us, so my mom put it in my fanny pack (yep, I was a cool kid *eyeroll*)
Once we got to our destination (DQ) the bird started FLIPPING OUT and we let it go and it flew away just fine.
The end.
hollyhocksandtulips:

Showgirls, 1950’s

hollyhocksandtulips:

Showgirls, 1950’s

(via luciel0u)

hollow-crown:

oh my god

hollow-crown:

oh my god

(Source: seangibbz, via glassheartedman)