une-bambi
une-bambi
Cosmetologist
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"someone who cosmetically and psychologically transforms the self images and destinies of their fellow human beings."
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une-bambi · 9 years ago
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une-bambi · 10 years ago
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Laugh at the men who tell you you’re pretty. You are more than that.
(via aureat)
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une-bambi · 10 years ago
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why the fuck am i crying
literally me during any situation that is slightly emotional (via bl-ossomed)
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une-bambi · 10 years ago
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une-bambi · 10 years ago
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une-bambi · 10 years ago
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Stop looking for happiness in the same place you lost it.
Unknown (via bled)
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une-bambi · 10 years ago
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my two moods
me: does it come in pink?
me: does it come in black?
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une-bambi · 10 years ago
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Clover Canyon Fall 2013 (details)
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une-bambi · 10 years ago
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La Perla Haute Couture Spring 2015
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une-bambi · 10 years ago
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une-bambi · 10 years ago
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Yumi Lambert - Atelier Versace HC S/S 2015 @ BACKSTAGE
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une-bambi · 10 years ago
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When I was 16, I had a fake I.D. and decided to go to a gay bar by myself because some friends bailed on me. While there, an older gentleman bought me a drink. He wasn’t a creeper, and he definitely wasn’t unattractive. I accepted the drink and began talking to him. No big deal. As the hour progressed, I felt myself feeling strange. I mentioned that I felt like I had a headache, and this guy helped guide me out of the bar. As we were walking down the street, the thought of, ‘Oh god, he’s drugged me, I’m going to die’ came to my head. I tried to get away, but I was so drugged up that I could barely walk, let alone speak. It also didn’t help that I had really large ‘goth’ platform shoes because I was going through a phase. Anyway, this guy brought me to his suv and began undressing me. As a final act of defiance, I hit him over the head with my platform shoe. He then punched me, and I remember thinking, ‘Why don’t they ever give workshops to gay guys about being victims of rape too?’ While I was as careful as possible, I never saw the guy slip something in the drink. I even watched the bar tender make the drink. Anyway, I lied there completely paralyzed while this pervert was lubing up. I locked eyes with his for a moment, and that’s when it happened. A very large and angry drag queen opened the door of the vehicle and beat the shit out of my attempted rapist. She and her other drag friends helped dress and care for me while the police arrived. I was saved by a group of guardian drag queens. They were basically the modern day ‘angels from heaven.’
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une-bambi · 10 years ago
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Reblog this if you'd date a transgender person
I want to see something. Reblog if you’d date a transgender person, like if you wouldn’t.
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une-bambi · 10 years ago
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Reblog this if you'd date a transgender person
I want to see something. Reblog if you’d date a transgender person, like if you wouldn’t.
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une-bambi · 10 years ago
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