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January Jones at the 2014 Emmys.
Follow me on Instagram @jeanettegetrost to see more from tonight’s red carpet! 

jeanettegetrost:

January Jones at the 2014 Emmys.

Follow me on Instagram @jeanettegetrost to see more from tonight’s red carpet! 

"Dress like you are going to meet your worst enemy today."
Coco Chanel
I will never walk out of my door looking like a piece of crap.

"Dress like you are going to meet your worst enemy today."

Coco Chanel

I will never walk out of my door looking like a piece of crap.


O Captain! My Captain!

BY WALT WHITMAN


O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
The arm beneath your head!
It is some dream that on the deck,
You’ve fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
But I with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.


RIP Robin Williams. You and your beautiful mind will always be in our hearts.

O Captain! My Captain!

BY WALT WHITMAN

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
The arm beneath your head!
It is some dream that on the deck,
You’ve fallen cold and dead.

My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
But I with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
RIP Robin Williams. You and your beautiful mind will always be in our hearts.
Birthday dinner @ Frites, a Belgian fav

Love my friends joining the dinner :D

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Brickhouse Weekend

A great weekend with Mexican food at Brickhouse

Having my favourite ceviche dish and guacamole salsa tacos :)

Paired with fresca: a watermelon cocktail.


I love this movie, probably because of its cheesiness. 

I love this movie, probably because of its cheesiness.