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COMME des GARÇONS Spring/Summer 1994 Nature Photographer: Imamori Mitsuhiko

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Candice Swanepoel stars in Oscar de la Renta’s New York Eau de Parfum campaign. Photo: Rémi Lamandé / Oscar de la Renta

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Photo: Courtesy of Clarins and Thierry Mugler

1992 Campaign Starring Estelle Lefébure

“I can’t remember the building, but it was near Times Square. Estelle was wearing a very tame Mugler black suit and blue scarf. Security guards in America are much stricter than they are in Europe, so I always had to distract them so that Thierry could have Estelle get much closer to the edge than they would allow.”

- The house’s creative director, Christophe de Lataillade.

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Post break-up Ed bringing out his own perfume line.

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Ad for Worth's Dans la Nuit perfume, art by Armand Rapeño, in the September 1929 French Vogue.

(source: Gallica)

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1960s Fête Molyneux

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Claudia Schiffer for “Café Woman” by GUESS, 1991

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US Vogue December 1967 ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Chanel N°22

Model & photo unknown./Modèle & photo inconnus.

vogue archive

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Photo: Courtesy of Clarins and Thierry Mugler

1995 Campaign Starring Jerry Hall

“We shot this in White Sands, New Mexico. Apparently Jerry had been visiting her family in Texas at the time, so she told me, ‘I will make my arrangements, just tell me where the hotel is.’ The day of the shoot, a huge white stretch limo appeared with a chauffeur who looked like a pimp or something, all dressed in white with white crocodile boots. Jerry came out and had big Vuitton trunks filled with lingerie with her. She spent her evenings doing fittings with her own lingerie in an ugly little motel in Alamo Gordo. That was the sort of thing she did.”

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Indonesian Impulse Perfume body spray ads from the 80s found in Mode Magazine Indonesia. Found it at Mode Magazine bundle in my campus, they almost to put these old magazines to the dumpster. Luckily manage to save one bundle for myself. Unfortunately, the bundle didn't include the ads for green elegant.

If you're wondering about the translation :

🇮🇩 "Nantikan yang tak terduga" 🇺🇸 Expect the unexpected

🇮🇩 "Karena keharuman menggoda Impulse" 🇺🇸 From captivating fragrance of Impulse

🇮🇩 "Pria itu tak pernah anda kenal. Tetapi ia seperti lupa diri, tiba-tiba memberi anda bunga jelita. Suatu pengalaman indah... yang sungguh tak terduga. Karena keharuman Impulse Perfume Body Spray begitu memikat. Semprotkan Impulse ke seluruh tubuh dan nantikan yang tak terduga" 🇺🇸 You never know that man. But its seems like he forgetting himself, suddenly gives you captivating flower bucket. A wonderful experience... really unexpected. Because captivating fragrance of Impulse Perfume Body Spray. Spray Impulse all over your body and expect the unexpected.

(p.s. sorry for bad translation)

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Carolyn Murphy stars in Estée Lauder Legacy Collection fragrance AdCampaign

📷: Lachlan Bailey

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So first of all congrats to your 1kkkk😭❤️

And so for the blurb Like maybe prompt

“Don’t make me pull over or I’ll fuck you till you can’t speak.” And “let me take your innocence” With Charles Leclerc

Would love ittt❤️

Oh thank youuuu!! And yes... I'm back?

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“Please mon amour.” Charles grunts, keeping a deadly grip on the steering wheel as he drives through the thin roads of Monaco. 

“But Cha, I thought you wanted me to look pretty. Make them jealous, show me off.” I say so innocently, playing with the hem of my skin tight short dress.

“I-fuck, not now and not like that.” He focuses back on the road. Clenching his jaw and placing one of his hands on my thigh. Massaging my skin with warm hands but a contrast of his cold rings. 

His gesture usually sweet but I knew his tight hold on me was for a different reason.

“I didn’t even wear any panties for you.” Muttering the words quietly and watching Charles as he bites his lip. 

“Don’t make me pull over or I’ll fuck you till you can’t speak.” Charles spits out, eyes burning holes of lust into my body. 

“What makes you think I don’t want that?” I grab ahold of his hand, dragging it further up my burning hot thigh. Forcing his thick fingers to go beneath the fabric of my dress and between my thighs. 

“Fuck, why you being such a brat tonight?” Charles questions as he makes a sharp turn before pulling over. Still not enough time for me to answer, knowing all too well he didn’t expect one from me, but I had to ask myself that too. Maybe it’s the way those thick glasses perfectly sit atop his nose and make a tear drip down my leg. Or maybe his suit and how his veiny hands leave you wondering what’s underneath all that fabric. Is his touch as good as he looks? Is it as smooth as his voice or as rough as the short stubble on his flawless face. 

“Don’t move.” He commands of me. Rushing out of his door to get to mine. Opening it quickly and letting the door slowly rise, gradually revealing the man behind it. 

“Cha-”

“Mon amour, you know it’s so hard,” Charles places his hands on each of my cheeks to kiss my lips. Letting his arms drop to soon grab my hips and pull me out of his Ferrari.

“to not touch you when you do that.” Closing the door behind me and leaving no space between us like positive and negative forces. 

“I do it for you Charles, it’s so hard to act like I don’t crave you.” I breathe against his neck, a charm of hummingbirds singing in my stomach as I fill my nose in his parfum. 

“Oh mon amour… then let me take your innocence. Let me have you.”

Charles whispers, bringing his head in front of mine so we can see each other directly. It was as if he took the blue from the sky and placed it into his eyes, giving it a reason to be in hues of pink, orange and yellow. 

“Always.” I answer in a whisper that’s barely audible. But it’s perfect for his ears, not needing another word to be said in advance to finally raising my dress. Bringing it to my stomach and giving Charles a perfect view of my truth. 

My panties, nowhere to be seen. And my pussy, oh it was throbbing and dripping. I didn’t have to tell him I needed him, it was obvious from the expression on my face and the silent words my body revealed. 

He caressed my lower abdomen with the tips of his fingers, teasing me and helping me gain composure for the touch I knew I’d get. Dragging them lower and lower until he was a mere nanometer from my folds. Eyes flicking back at me once more. And I open my legs further, a silent gesture to tell him to carry on. 

Immediately making my lips part once Charles makes contact with my folds. Taking no time to find my entrance and pry against it. Gathering my slick and making it easier for him to start sliding one of his thick and long digits inside of me. His finger itself, already stretching my unmarked pussy. 

“Please Cha.” I moan quietly, not asking for anything in particular but just more of his touch. Going insane as he starts thrusting in and out, eventually adding another finger and making it impossible for me to stay quiet. Deep and heavy breaths leaving my mouth, and little curses of his name. He pushes me further against the side of the car, making it seem as though he’s about to kiss me with the small distance between our faces. Instead curling his fingers and rubbing my clit with his calloused palm. 

Allowing me to wallow into the feeling of his hand. Making my imagination seem pathetic. Even as I close my eyes I still see Charles. Trying to just focus on the sensation of his hand but his painfully beautiful face always needs attention. Forcing my hand to grab the back of his neck and close the gap between us. His soft lips fused against mine. Tasting sweeter than honey and more addicting than a drug. I couldn’t stop. Pulling his bottom lip between mine, sucking on it before Charles takes the dominance again. Biting my lip and making it more than impossible to part. Not even giving me the opportunity to moan from pleasure. But still somehow, Charles knew I was on the verge of my release. Arching my back and helplessly falling into Charles. Nearly crying as I came around his fingers. 

His name leaving my swollen lips endlessly, just for me to finally gain clearer vision again and see Charles unbuttoning his pants with one hand. His other fingers that were recently inside of me, now being twirled by his tongue, between his silky lips.

“Amour,” I call him by my own nickname. “I can’t, you were so fucking good before, I can’t take more.”

“I know you can, and… I haven’t taken your innocence yet.” Charles states, just as he lowers pants and I grow all the lust I had before, even more. Opening my legs wider and seeming like a delirious woman who craves what she can ultimately have. 

“Fuck, take it. Take it all.”