Kate Moss For Bella Freud /spring 1994 ♡

cocker’s short for sucker… sucker of…

sensual, smoky, glossy jet black hair; I imagine the pulp fan girl as sleazy as many of their songs. She dances throwing her limbs and tossing her long hair around. She cherishes her morning walk through the dirtier parts of town with her tangled headphones and beat up walkman. Her chiselled face and full lips cry 90s androgyny. She adores a 70s suit or a little skirt, something a tad eccentric. Guaranteed her favourite pulp song is as obscure as possible and raunchy too. The best girl you’ll never have. Magnetic.

The pulp girl smells like the lingering tobacco on a smokers leather jacket, something alluring and natural underneath with a hint of the bright red lipstick she can often be found wearing.

notes: lipstick, incense, leather, smoke, orris root, sandalwood, fur

One thing about me is I'm gonna pout

starting this now🪽

thinking about what certain fangirls of different bands would smell like and making moodboards maybe as a little series

You like the song My Sister Lover despite the incest. I love it because of it.

We are not the same.

Wembley 2000, 2nd night

N: "This is the last one, right? So, Rock'n'Roll Star"

[...] incomprehensible

L: "This is the last one. Rock'n'Roll Star"

N: "But I just said that"

L: "But I was looking prettier😏"

am i allowed to say i like his feet

how have u been lately :))

i’m good thanks, got prom tomorrow at the pub so will b smashed, then holiday soon after that… seeing my bf in july it’s just looking up for me!!

i’ve been working quite a bit since i finished my exams just feeling good in general, excited for my ELDO testers to get here toooo🫀

addicted to turning my reblogs off so i can say whatever and know that it can just disappear when i want it forever

My little one, how are you doing? I love you. The sky is starry now, with a warm wind blowing. The roses, fossilized by now, are still standing on my table.

Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Véra