There are very few women that are what I’d consider perfect, but Vaunt is one of them. And it’s not just her body, either! This girl is smart, and creative, and innovative; she listens well, and is aware of the smallest detail. She’s a force to work with, and cool to just hang out with. She’s snazzy.

theresnoplacelikeyourmouth:

Glamorous from behind!

[by Lee Strickland]

Wow, this is just gorgeous. 

suicideblonde:

Scala & Kolacny Brothers - Creep (Radiohead cover)

You’ll know this verison from The Social Network trailer.  I’m obsessed with this group right now - they’re a Belgian women’s choir, conducted by Stijn Kolacny and arranged and accompanied by his brother Steven on the piano.

(via bohemea)

:O Now I have to see all of these movies again!!!

fuck-yeah-helena-bonham-carter:

weasleyswizardwheezes:

perfecttouchofrebellion:

deathlyhallowsofmockingjay:

lunateeawr:

mind fuck

ogod:O

(Source: lunaholmes)

Typically, I’d just update my Facebook status about trying something new, but I’m feeling very wordy tonight, so I thought I’d go ahead and make an entry here.

I went to my first yoga class tonight. Wow. I’d intended on starting last week, but I got sick, and didn’t want to do anything but lay in bed as I coughed my lungs out. Fun!

Anyways, first of all, it’s common knowledge that I’m a fattie, and I worried quite a lot that I wasn’t going to be ale to do even all of the poses in the beginners class. Guess what: I wasn’t. And it was completely okay. I read something about yoga while I was preparing to take the class that said that “yoga is not a race, and to take each step at your own pace”. I really took that to heart, and every time I’d get anxious about being a sweaty blog of blech nowhere near the actual pose, I’d stop, remember that, and just concentrate on my breathing and on relaxing. The instructor came over (only twice, so yay!) and either showed me the proper way, or a modified way, of participating. No one was judgmental in the least bit, and they were TRULY just worried about what they were doing, not what I was doing, and not judging me.

So an hour long class, and I feel magnificent. SO relaxed. On the way home I looked down at the speedometer and noticed that I was going nearly ten miles under the speed limit (which, for the people who know me offline, know that I typically am driving five to ten mph OVER the speed limit). I feel limber, my hips have never felt so open, and while I’m tired now, I’m not exhausted. I’m just pleasantly calm.

It’s going to be very easy to get addicted to the effects of practicing yoga. I’m incredibly excited to continue. <3

No, there’s nothing at all wrong with our justice system… nothing at all.

wilwheaton:

A Rankin County mother will serve more time in federal prison for lying on her food stamp application than a group of people recently sentenced in a multimillion-dollar mortgage fraud scheme.

…

[Judge] Wingate bypassed sentencing McLemore under federal guidelines that suggested she receive two to eight months in prison and would have made her eligible for probation. He instead sentenced her under a federal statute that carries a maximum five years in prison.

She received $4367 in benefits. She paid the money back, but she’s still going to fucking prison.

Yeah, she’s a liar and clearly has a drug problem, but three years in prison? For a 47 year-old non-violent offender? What the fuck is wrong with this country?

The rich and powerful get away with murder, while someone’s 47 year-old mom — who is so poor she needs food stamps — gets three years in prison for lying on an application. For food stamps. That she needs because she’s so poor.

This is happening in the richest country on the planet, by the way.

(via kwano)

Model: Shirly Norris

Photographer/Stylist/Wardrobe: Me

Copyright Mary Wano 2011

Model: McKinsey Jordan

Photographer/Stylist/Wardrobe: Me

Copyright Mary Wano 2011

Model: Shirl Norris and McKinsey Jordan

Photographer/Stylist/Wardrobe: me

Model: Bella la Belle

Photographer: me

Awww, this is my city! Just a few blocks from my house. <3 Such a lovely fountain. :)

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Yes, it’s been a while since my last post of meaning, and not just a reblog. 

I had the shoot of my life Saturday. Worked with two new (to me) models, a new (to me) hair stylist (who is the bomb, owns her own salon, and did a fantastic job on hair and makeup), and worked on location for a fall shoot. The photos are stunning, if I do say so myself. They’re rich, and earthy, and beautiful. I wish I could show you the photos, but I can’t yet. I have plans for these darlings. Can’t wait to work with this team again. 

As I mentioned, I’m taking a break from model shooting until spring is here. On one hand, I still want to do so much, and I have some great ideas. I really want to move into the new year working on conceptual portraiture, and I need to find out where that’s going to begin. I think I’m going to look at studio/warehouse space again, so that I have the freedom to do what I need. 

I’m so giddy for what’s in store. I’m going to do a lot this season. <3 Yay for refusing to drift through life any longer! 

P.S. Just have to mention that I bought Rocky Horror Picture Show for $5 in Mordor… I mean Wal-Mart. Also bought a kick-ass Bob Seger album, and a crap-load of Big Sexy Hair products, because they were on sale. And I’ve got enough chili to last through an Antarctic winter. 

Ahahaha!

animalstalkinginallcaps:

CAN WE JUST DROP THE WHOLE CHARADE WHERE WE GIVE EACH OTHER COPIOUS AMOUNTS OF SHIT AND PRETEND WE SORT OF DISLIKE EACH OTHER AND JUST ADMIT THAT WE WOULD DIVE INTO EACH OTHER’S PANTS SO HARD AND SO FAST IT WOULD MAKE MATTHEW MITCHAM’S OLYMPIC GOLD LOOK LIKE A LITTLE KID FALLING OFF A WATER SLIDE?

BECAUSE I WOULD TOTALLY HIT THAT.

FRONT, BACK, SIDE TO SIDE.

THE WORKS.