Belgium-based lingerie label Arsenic et Vieilles Dentelles, French for
In love with this vintage inspired lingerie line.
I must be a mermaid, Rango. I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living.
—Anaïs Nin (via quotes-shape-us)
People confess things to me. Friends and bosses and strangers at bars. They confess things to me and say, “I bet people confess things to you all the time.” Some of these people have been men, and I think they confuse long hair and cheekbones and honesty with love. Most of these men I say goodbye to without touching, leaving them at the end of the bar or in Metro North cars. But other times I fall prey to it, confusing love with forgiveness, with my own salvation. This is when I wear my best dresses, my best skirts, the nicest and most lovely things I own. I will fix them, I think, by being a beautiful and forgettable listener. By being what I think they need, which is not me, or rather, it is the part of me that asks for nothing, that shows up at their office in a fitted, classic trenchcoat and tells them they are not evil or horrible for wanting a new career, a different city, a month alone in the desert. I tell them they are fine. When I say that, I see myself at thirteen, seventeen, last fall, and tell the same thing to those versions of me. It’s retroactive comfort, redemption. I want to hold the girl I once was like I hold these men. I wish someone had held that girl.