I couldn't agree more. I love being taken away to another realm... of fantasy, love, laughter and escapism in it's purest sense. Albeit through a spontaneous adventure, a playful giggle and chase around the house, through a book... or whatever means come to mind.
Happiness allows your creativity race through your veins, pulsating and radiating a prominent energy so beautiful... photographs like this come to life.
and even when they don't want to talk - a hug, a cup of tea or a spot next to them on the couch might be just the tonic.
An organisation that helped me (along with the support and help of immediate others) was Bulimia Help. I understand everyone is unique and your qualms could be incredibly different to mine, but even the smallest effort can make a big difference.
So I've just come across a link to my little cousin, Victoria's (aka Tia) blog. And holy sweet mother of God... I love it. She has an eye for picking awesome creative fashion photography, and I love her use of type. Maybe it's the layout of tumblr... I don't know - but seriously. I'm going to have to go get the washing out of the dryer, have a cigarette and keep on reading.
It's a little full on at times, but reminds me so much of me when I was her age. I had journals upon journals, upon torn up pages of poetry in every drawer, nook and cranny. And I'm sure if blogging was big seven years ago - I would have wanted to have something similar to this.
She was a icon by many definitions. Born a sweet redhead (read that again) until she exchanged those gorgeous locks for the high voltage plantinum blonde, as she transformed and became the starlet and vixen she was.
Ms Norma Jean aka Marilyn Monroe.
I just love the many gorgeous photographs taken of her - it's true, her life may have been like a 'candle in the wind', but her legend lingers on.