Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
I’m in love with McQueen.
totally want every single clutch
#what is the point of a purse if you couldn’t potentially fit a pistol in it.
Alexander McQueen Spring 2012 Clutches
I’d kill ppl for these.