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unbothered-muse · 1 year
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Lori.
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blondiebabyy · 17 days
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I need to be on a beach somewhere :(
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goshyesvintageads · 13 days
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Plough Inc, 1971
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brownsugar4hersoul · 6 months
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jessica-read · 11 months
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I've just found a photo from after my summer hols in Spain last year. I can't believe I forgot to post it. Another gorgeous dress from Kaleidoscope again. I absolutely adore getting to share my Mums passion for clothes with her 🤗🙏👗👠🌸
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supra-quintessence · 14 days
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tvirus-arts · 1 year
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Being a villain is tiring
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Uncensored pic here ;)
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alteredarchie · 1 year
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Reggie...look out for a jealous Moose! Midge at the beach in Archie's Pals 'n' Gals Giant #80
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willowandhoneyy · 8 days
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unbothered-muse · 9 months
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superiorcontent · 2 months
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forestduck · 1 year
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"Live in the sunshine, swim in the sea, drink in the wild sea"
Light Summer ☀️
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dk-thrive · 1 year
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I thought of them as light mapped on the skin. Evidence of where I’d been touched by the sun.
I’m glad, she said, as we walked along the beach together one morning, that I was a punk for most of my youth, when tanning was all the rage. The girls at my school used to lie on their lawns on tinfoil, slathered in coconut oil, like they were nothing but meat. So many women my age look withered now. Overdone. Unlike my mother, I wanted to burn, water drying off my body in the heat—once my favorite vice. It felt good in the way a minor transgression can, like taking a drag off a cigarette or kissing a stranger. I liked the sting of it, standing under the cool needles of the outdoor shower at the end of the day, rinsing the sand from my feet. The freckles I had as a child, long dormant, appearing again on my arms and across the bridge of my nose. I thought of them as light mapped on the skin. Evidence of where I’d been touched by the sun.
— Madelaine Lucas, Thirst for Salt (Tin House Books, March 7, 2023) 
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