Falen Wilkes
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Writer. Poet. Hopeless Romantic who is terrified of love. At home by the seaside and deep in forests.
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Learning to Love My Body as a Canvas
For as long as I can remember, I loved my mother's tattoos. As a child they fascinated me, those colorful pieces of art that moved on her skin when she danced, or picked me up, or stirred something on the stove. She always seemed so happy when she was in the process of getting a new piece, and each addition to her collection seemed to represent a new piece of herself she had discovered, or something about herself she felt the need to remember.
By Falen Wilkes5 years ago in Blush
How to Recreate a Simple Victorian Hairstyle
Step 1. Start your research. Realize, very very quickly, that your hair is no where near long enough to do an accurate portrayal. Upon looking at many photos of Victorian women's ankle length hair, perfectly brushed, briefly feel embarrassed that you cut your hair when it reached your ass, because it was simply to much work. Ponder for a moment how badass Victorian women were for putting up with that much hair on their heads. Then realize they probably spent an hour each day or more brushing, styling, and maintaining their hair, and come to a conclusion that you don't have time for that shit. Decide that maybe being lazy is ok. After all, their necks were probably sore. Or human neck strength has declined over time.
By Falen Wilkes5 years ago in Blush
The Cabin
Bats live under the cedar siding of the cabin, weather and wear having long since left openings just large enough for them to flit through. On warmer evenings, just around twilight, they venture out, small shadows dancing in sharp, sudden movements against the cool purple-grey of the sky.
By Falen Wilkes5 years ago in Families
