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An Infinite List of Favorite Collections - Ziad Nakad F/W 2014 Haute Couture [1/2]

collections that are raw as fuck ➝ vera wang bridal spring 2013

collections that are raw as fuck ➝ balmain spring 2010

The “Evil” Queen + wardrobe porn

       ❝——-But you haven’t asked me any questions. I can’t give you answers if you don’t tell me what answers I’m supposed to be giving.❞  ⊰ He didn’t even looked a little phased by the sudden closeness, unaffected by it. He was also perfectly willing to talk, about some things. Not everything would get an answer of course— at least not a direct one. ⊱

      ❝I should have thought my questions would have been obvious, though I do believed I mentioned asking how one such as you evaded my guards and found themselves in my chambers---perhaps you could answer that.❞ 

    “Only my boredom.” She’s being utterly honest. Her Hall is quiet and the day is slow. And if there is any being with even the slightest chance of changing such a thing, it is Loki.

    ❝——Now that I can sympathise with.❞ [Was the Queen's answer from where she lounged upon her throne---in a manner both Thor and Odin would entirely disapprove of.] ❝In which case, I am inclined to offer you my help in relieving your boredom.❞

collections that are raw as fuck ➝ zuhair murad s/s 2013

   ❝-—-I did.❞        ⊰ He wasn’t exactly planning on staying here much longer than necessary, but a single eyebrow fluttered upwards at the display of  magic. And he pursed his lips, unsure how to respond to that. ⊱      ❝ … After all, why would you want me to stay when moments ago you implied you wanted me gone?❞

        ❝-—-I want answers. You can't just burst in here, maybe I should put you in the dungeons---and believe me they're not pleasant---until you decide to start talking, hm?❞

   ❝——Well, I’m not going anywhere. At least for a couple of minutes.❞        ⊰ No, he didn’t really feel like wandering back out into that corridor when there were a few rather hefty looking guards trying to hunt him down. Don’t get him wrong, he’d got some talent and can hold his own in a fight, but he’d rather not get into one, because he only played on the defensive. ⊱

      [ She asked, standing slowly from her throne; using her sceptre, that she'd borrowed back from the vaults the moment she'd disposed of her father. Loki twirled her finger through the air, green tentacles of magic flitting around her finger. It wasn't a threat. Not yet anyway. ]

     ”Such a thing as a lock too, but what can y’ do?”

    ❝Kindly clarify that you did in fact, break the lock to walk into my chambers?❞ 

   ❝——I know there is, but that would waste too much time, and you might have just told me to leave.❞        ⊰ The Doctor offered a small shrug, as if it didn’t really matter that he’d chosen to enter someone’s room without bothering to be polite about it. He was having a bit of a bothersome day anyway. ⊱

        [ The queen commented, head tilted slightly to the side as she assessed the stranger whom had entered her chambers without a servant to accompany him. She drummed her fingers against the arm of her chair, one brow arched skyward. ]