i want to shake those two little Victorian girl bitchs hands who faked the pictures of themselves playing with fairies and thank them for paving the way.

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I think the disappointment of becoming an adult happens when you realize there are no secret passages behind bookcases. No hidden compartments in the desk drawers, no mysterious letters tucked between library book pages, no maps that were destined for you to find and lead you to a treasure, and no magical spells you read about and tried out have ever worked. When you realize that your friend who had the most amazing paranormal stories was lying for attention, and that your favorite fantasy books were written by regular men who drink coffee and drive a car. And I guess life is a little more interesting when you decide that you are the one that has to create this magic. I used to hide little notes and drawings in children's library books for them to find. I love to write old-timey letters with wax seals and pressed flowers so that someone feels like they got a message from another century. If I ever get a real house, you better believe there will be an amazing hidden room behind my bookshelf. And even the 'boring' grown-ups who wrote our beloved books are us now, and you realize that they are people with enough magic in them to create something that will move the child's imagination and inspire them. I like the little magical details in life and I don't want to get over them. I keep looking for some overgrown secret garden surrounded by an ivy-covered brick wall that was forgotten and waited for me, I keep imagining what lies behind closed doors in very old buildings, I always keep the things I find in second-hand books, and when I got my antique furniture, I was stupidly obsessed with the set of beautiful old keys they came with, because they looked like something I saw in movies and they always led to some incredible adventure. Maybe one day they'll open the door to the unknown - I want to keep believing in that. I want to still feel like all of it is possible, and maybe it is if we are the ones putting the magic in the world for each other. So let's go out there and be extra, be whimsical, be a little childish, perhaps that's what could cure the horrors of everyday life.

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The Romantic Bedroom : from Laura Ashley’s Bedroom Book

Photographed by Anastasia Lisitsyna for Strogo Vintage.

concept art of Barbie Fairytopia, 2005

Manuel Orazi & Austin de Croze, Calendrier Magique, an occult themed calender, 1895

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Ghost Stories, July 1929; cover art by Jean Oldham.

Some stills from this video that make me want to go urbexing

Songs for Little People [With illustrations by H. Stratton.]

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