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koishiarts · 5 months

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idk if genderswapping is still cringe or not, but I watched fionna and cake a few weeks ago and one thing led to another...

#pokemon #pokemon ocs #mew #reuniclus #my ocs #orchid #aquamarine #palisander #cyto #mallow #cyan #grenadilla #cilia #i had a lotta fun w these designs

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ocunyiacp · 1 year

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Tiny blonde teen braces Hide And Go Fuck Underwater Hungarian teen Kittina Clairette Captivating asian chick gives salacious and wild titty fuck chatgirls with nice boobs Stacie Starr Handjob Cumshot Compilation Amateur real friends fucking Ballerinas Perfect teen dildo and naked gagged fucked Language barrier is not a Taboo teens face spunked Busty redhead bbw tormented outdoor Black panty flash

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au-mex · 2 years

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askadelcatty · 9 months

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Palisander@Umbra: "So, if you wouldn't mind my asking, what's your relationship with your mother like? It seems as though you get along well enough, though I'd love to hear your thoughts if you feel confortable enough to indulge me." @ask-orchidthemew

The Luxcatty glances outside at his mother and his son, who are having a conversation about local wildlife. He seems to watch them with a melancholy smile for just a moment, as his son talks his mother's ear off about the beetle he saw earlier.

UMBRA: "... honestly I'm just glad we're closer now."

[ @ask-orchidthemew ]

#pokeask #pokemon ask blog #pokemon #mew #delcatty #skitty #luxray #umbra luxcatty #eclipse skitty #spirit delcatty #palisander mew #trying something new with the text bubbles!#also dont worry. you'll find out more soon #also you guys can have a late night update #as a treat!#answered

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rheinstore · 2 years

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Niels Koefoed Rosewood Extendable Dining Table

Dänisches Super Möbel aus den 60ern Grosser sehr gepflegter Rosewood Esstisch Dänemark der späten 60er. Niels Koefoed für Koefoeds Honslet. Beste Qualität & Bestes Design. Teak / Rosewood Dm 120 cm ( ausziehbar auf 230 cm ) H 74 cm, T 120 cm Preis Set 1900 €

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#60er jahre #cologne #danish design-made in danmark-dänisches design-palisander-teakholz-rosewood-#design #dining table #entwurf #esstisch #koedoed #koefoed hornslet #köln #niels koefoed #palisander table #patina #rheinstore #schöner wohnen #vintage #vintage möbel

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drunkinchicago · 5 months

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coriolanus snow x lucy gray baird

link: chapter 1, link: chapter 2, link: chapter 3

Chapter 4: im looking forward to joining you, finally

"thought he had it all before they called his bluff

found out that his skin just wasn't thick enough

wanted to go back to how it was before

thought he lost everything

then he lost a whole lot more"

Nine Inch Nails, “I’m Looking Forward to Joining You, Finally”

Strabo Plinth rang for Coriolanus late the next evening. This was a common dance, one made convenient by the Plinths purchasing the apartment directly below the penthouse. It was an unspoken rule that Coriolanus was welcome to meals there, but he used the excuse of his studies or commitments to Gaul to avoid spending exorbitant time around Ma. Coriolanus couldn’t look at her without hearing her name on Sejanus’ dying lips, the last thing he’d said, the flock of mockingjays adopting his screams. It was that haunting image that awaited Coriolanus on the few occasions he was able to recall what he’d been dreaming about. These same excuses did not extend to Strabo’s post dinner indulgences of whiskey. When he called, Coriolanus answered.

Strabo’s study was kept excessively cold even in the winter. Coriolanus had learned to bring his mink coat on their visits even though Strabo didn’t wear a jacket himself. Coriolanus imagined this to be a consequence of the alcohol keeping Strabo warm, and declined the offers of his own beverage due to the fear of a drunk confessional. Tonight, though, Coriolanus decided he would accept one - just one. He was celebrating.

“Coriolanus,” Strabo acknowledged him with a nod, already pouring a second glass of whiskey over a singular square ice cube. “Did the help greet you kindly?”

“Always,” Coriolanus responded gruffly, avoiding the portrait of Sejanus that hung on the left wall. He slid into the black palisander lounge chair that he’d associated as being his without looking at anything aside from Strabo or the cut pile tiger-adorned carpet.

“And how is your help?”

“Very well, thank you.”

“Good to hear, good to hear.”

For several beats the only sound in the study was that of ice clinking against glass. Coriolanus wondered what Strabo wanted to discuss tonight. They talked about a variety of things - war strategies, where investments were being made in the Capitol, Coriolanus’ work with Dr. Gaul. He nor Strabo initiated conversation concerning Sejanus. The most the topic had been indulged was only in passing, when Coriolanus reminisced on stories from his Academy days that Sejanus had been there for. When Coriolanus mentioned his ‘best friend’s’ name, he made an intentional effort to stammer, willing tears into his eyes. It was an emotionally exhausting performance that he avoided at any opportunity, but Strabo appreciated it. Strabo appreciated any time at all with the future of the Capitol, a dashing student with innovative ideas that had and would be implemented in the Games - a feat few teenagers could boast. Coriolanus could tell that Strabo was intoxicated by his perceived commitment to the Capitol and the rich history that the name Snow carried. It’s not going to rub off on you, Coriolanus thought selfishly and viciously. All that I am, you can’t be. You’re still District.

“Do you want a drink?” Strabo offered politely, holding a second glass toward Coriolanus as he always did, inviting and encouraging. For once, Coriolanus said yes. Strabo couldn’t hide his surprise as he poured the liquor generously, chucking to himself.

“In the mood, you could say,” Coriolanus forced a laugh as well, hoping to come off as charming. Of course he did.

“Well, cheers to the reason you are!” Strabo’s voice adopted an unusually excited tone, causing Coriolanus to cock his head like a disoriented dog.

“What do you mean?” He clinked his glass with Strabo’s anyway, downing half of the whiskey in one sip to slow his heart rate.

“Dr. Gaul called me.”

Coriolanus’ prior action had been for nothing. His chest cavity felt on the brink of explosion, his body reverberating with want. “Is it Lucy Gray? Lucy Gray? Have they found her? Is she okay?”

Now it was Strabo’s turn to appear confused. “No, no, not yet. It hasn’t been long that they’ve been searching, Coriolanus.”

So Strabo did know about the favor.

“Then what did she call for?” Coriolanus couldn’t hide the disgust in his response, disappointment causing him to spit the words out.

Strabo was silent, studying the expression on Coriolanus’ face, noticing how the younger man was gripping the glass in his hand until his fingers turned white. Strabo began to nod before he responded, impressed but unnerved. “So it is real, then.”

“Is what?”

“Your feelings for that poor thing. I thought it was Game strategy, Dr. Gaul assumed it to be some kind of wish fulfillment. You tell me.”

Coriolanus was perturbed by this interaction. He’d thought of Lucy Gray constantly, but hadn’t discussed it with others, keeping her as his own private burden, the thorn in his side that he craved the feeling of. Now, she seemed to be all anyone wanted to talk about. Dr. Gaul and Strabo Plinth, his simultaneous lifelines to success, probing him about his songbird. He didn’t want to answer their questions about her. He just wanted her there, physical and palpable. What else needed to be rationalized? He ignored the request, instead asking his own questions. “What did Dr. Gaul need you for?”

Strabo knew not to push. “She wanted to inform me of your request and get my approval on the military quotas necessary for such a headhunt.”

“Excuse you, this is not a headhunt,” Coriolanus interrupted, laughing as though he was being played with. Was this a joke? “They are not to kill her. I don’t even want them to touch her, if possible.”

“It was an inappropriate use of the term, but you knew what I meant, didn’t you? Don’t get smart.”

This was not Coriolanus’ first, and far from last, time being verbally reprimanded by Strabo. Coriolanus resented being put down by him, but had become competent in remaining stone faced, accepting the criticism like the reliant beggar he was sure Strabo saw him to be. Strabo liked Coriolanus plenty, and they both knew that. But Strabo would not allow Coriolanus to speak above him. They both knew that too. Coriolanus looked forward to the day that this was no longer a choice. Independence was the only idea that felt as intoxicating as Lucy Gray. The notion of being financially autonomous made Coriolanus’ head spin. How much power could he have? He could hardly stand waiting for it.

“Did you approve of them? The military quotas?”

Strabo nodded. “I did, yes. But we have to discuss some… factors of this arrangement.”

Coriolanus set his condensating glass on the desk, finished with it. He wanted nothing more to do with it, suddenly being reminded of the smell on his father’s breath as he hit young Coriolanus, calling him weak. “In transparency, I’m not entirely sure of the terms of the arrangement myself. I just requested that she be brought to me.”

“To do what with?”

Coriolanus blinked in return. Did it matter? “Forgive me for asking this, but is there a problem with what I've asked for?”

“Let’s be candid, if we can be.”

“Sure.”

“Do you truly think that she can make a life here?”

God , the moral consciousness, ebbing its way in, the need to iron out every detail. I want it, Coriolanus reminded himself. I want it and that’s reason enough. “She and I will determine that.” He tried to sound authoritative as he said it. It’s just us, me and you.

Strabo considered Coriolanus’ words, still appearing concerned. Coriolanus was beginning to find the dim lighting of the study suffocating. He didn’t want to be there anymore. “I’m happy for you, Coriolanus. I am. I want you to have your way with her. I… I have a different plan for you in the long term, that’s all. Have your goals changed?”

This was the cost of a dollar, Coriolanus realized - entitlement to one’s life. He silently cursed his poorness, his need to rely on others. His father was right. He was weak. A poor excuse for a Snow, anyway, being spoon fed judgment from a District man. “My goal is to serve Panem as President,” Coriolanus repeated monotonously, a sentence he’d uttered countless times.

“Part of a successful candidacy is, er, how do I say… It’s comprehensive, Coriolanus. You could have a remarkable run as a Gamemaker, serve the Senate, and still not become President for a variety of reasons. You need to be building as many strong relations in the Capitol as possible, and they need to be deep connections.”

“By what means?” Coriolanus leaned forward, daring Strabo to say what he assumed the man was insinuating.

“Marriage.”

Coriolanus couldn’t control his laughter, throwing his head back as he leaned into the chair. "Your wife is District.” His voice strained at the pressure of his amusement, unable to stop even after Strabo’s face grew red.

“And I’m not President!” Strabo yelled, slamming his fist against his desk so harshly that a book resting on one side fell to the floor.

“Did you expect to be?” Coriolanus edged a taunting tone into his voice, made confident by the audacity of this Plinth to assume right of opinion over Coriolanus’ marriage, as if that was even the primary concern at his age, as if that’s what he spent his hours mulling over.

“Ruin your own opportunities,” Strabo responded sharply. “I have and will continue to assist you, but I cannot and will not force it down your throat.”

“Please enlighten me as to why you believe I cannot be President if I spend time with Lucy Gray Baird.”

“Spend time,” Strabo scoffed. “You’re absolutely taken with her. How you reacted to the prospect of her being found… My negotiations with the Cardews are out the window, is all.”

The embarrassment of being perceived was almost as crushing as the revelation that Strabo had been negotiating Coriolanus’ own hand with wealthier families in the Capitol, alluding to the arrangement that Coriolanus had thought was private. What else would Livia Cardew’s father assume? Why else would Strabo Plinth have any stake in offering Coriolanus up like cattle? So it was known, then, that Coriolanus was taking money from Strabo like a servant.

Livia Cardew, his pinch-faced classmate. She had blonde hair the color of straw and wore clothes too tight for her, desperate to appear fuckable and special. She wasn’t anything but rich, and Coriolanus had already known that she wanted him. At several social occasions she’d stumbled into his chest, drunk and needy, her lips freshly glossed. He avoided touching her, moving away as quickly as she’d come, her nose wrinkling insecurely as he did. Coriolanus’ male peers couldn’t understand why he wouldn’t sleep with her or any of the other Capitol girls throwing themselves at him. Even Clemensia Dovecote, his former collaborator at the Academy, had expressed interest in the library just two weeks ago, running her hand up and down his thigh as they compared notes. Aside from his physical beauty, Coriolanus was seen as successful and equally intriguing, having survived a bout of District life and returned only wiser and stronger. He wasn’t concerned with the concept of a First Lady and found it deeply unattractive that a girl would pursue him solely for such a prospect. In fact, the notion alone further solidified Coriolanus’ determination to deny himself to them. Maybe he’d lead them on, or her, that stupid Livia, just to remind them that they would not have him. He wanted her to fantasize about what he could do to her, about his long blonde curls falling over his eyebrows, his full lips, his blue eyes. But a fantasy is all she would get. He would not give her the pleasure he reserved for Lucy Gray.

Coriolanus stood, feeling dizzy and done with the conversation. He didn’t want to discuss this any longer, already anxious at the insinuation that the object of his desire could compromise his rightful presidency. Wasn’t that the appeal in being President of Panem anyway? Getting everything you wanted? What else was such a title for?

“Thank you for your time,” he stated, brushing his hair back with a shaking hand. “Tell Mr. Cardew to come to me himself if he wants to bid on me. Have faith in me, Strabo, won’t you? Do you not?”

Strabo shook his head disapprovingly, pouring another whiskey as Coriolanus made his way out of the study. From behind him, Coriolanus heard only one empty response: “Tell Lucy Gray I said hello.”

Coriolanus awoke three days later to a different kind of call, his school books scattered across his bed and his shoes still on. He stumbled to the phone, eyes blurring. The only light in the room was a candle he’d accidentally left on, the wax almost entirely spent at the hands of endless burning.

His voice was thick with sleep as he murmured into the receiver, “Lucy Gray?”

A male voice barked back at him, rambling off paragraphs. In his tire, Coriolanus could only catch half of what the man was saying: “On the outskirts of District 13 territory… Scattered belongings, knew it was her by a dress hanging on a makeshift drawing line…”

“Her?” Coriolanus whispered, his voice catching in his throat. He rarely spoke this softly anymore. It reminded him of how he talked to her once, leaning toward her cage, making her sweet promises. “You have my Lucy Gray?”

“She’s fairly battered and starved, sir.”

“So feed her.”

“We are giving her what we can, sir. We are expected to arrive at the Capitol sometime tomorrow.”

“When?” Coriolanus was awake now, his vision clearing to take in the details of his bedroom, the space she’d soon come to know well.

“As fast as we can, sir.”

“Good, that’s right. As fast as you can.”

#the ballad of songbirds and snakes #tbosas #ballad of songbirds and snakes #the hunger games #thg series #thg #tbosas spoilers #coriolanus snow #snow #president snow #snowbaird #coriolanus snow fanfiction #coriolanus x lucy gray #lucy gray baird #lucy gray x coriolanus #suzanne collins #archive of our own #ao3

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ask-orchidthemew · 5 months

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Europa, Ganymede, and Io are open for asks!

ASK: Honestly Pali, don't waste your time on that dick. He doesn't deserve to be a part of your life if all he'll do is treat you like trash.

PALI: I agree. Obviously going our separate ways was working. I'll be sure to return to the status quo... right after I find out where he's going. And maybe beat some answers out of him. Dialga, why is he going all the way out here? Oh, he stopped?

AEON: Hello, wildcat. We take it everything has been running smoothly on your end?

ORCHID: Ugh, more or less. Found something that could lead me to my lost memories. Went through hell to get it, though..

PALI: Is he... is he talking to someone!? Oh Dialga has he actually gone mad?

AEON: Be wary, it is dangerous to fixate on the past too often. Let's see what you've brought us today.

[Orchid used RE:integrate]

PALI: Wha... is... is that a RIFT!?

AEON: We're surprised we haven't already found something like this. Where did you find it?

ORCHID: Some old mew temple. I don't even wanna get into the shitshow that turned out to be.

AEON: We see. Then this should be no issue to collapse.

[AEON used ?????. It was super effective!]

PALI: What the bloody hell? Did Orchid just open and collapse a rift?? Since when could he do that?

AEON: Thank you for bringing this to us, wildcat, but it seems that we both should take our leave. Seems that you're not alone.

[AEON has fled]

ORCHID: SHIT! I've been followed!

[EUROPA used Fling. EUROPA flung her light orb!]

ORCHID: GRAAAAAAAH!!!

[ORCHID is paralyzed! It can't move!]

EUROPA: SEE! I TOLD YOU GUYS!!

PALI: -thinking- Oh no, that voice...

EUROPA: I TOLD U SMTH WAS WEIRD ABT THEM!!

GANYMEDE: Yes yes, you've told us many, many times. Despite how poorly you've described it.

EUROPA: Um, how abt a thank u Eura??? U literally never wouldve found them w/out me??? Theyve been givin suuuper off vibes ever since I saw them! And BAM! They just made a rift!

IO: mmm... but did you like... need to paralyze them...? seems kinda... um... cruel... i guess...?

EUROPA: Wut was I sposed 2 do? They woulda ran if I confronted them!

IO: yeah... i guess youre right. their soul is... like... super janked up and stuff... never seen nothin like it before...

GANYMEDE: I agree. Perhaps it's best if we take it to Mother. She should know how to sort this out.

EUROPA: Fine. But Im takin the credit 4 this 1.

[EUROPA, GANYMEDE, and IO cast a Transplanar Mirror Warp spell. EUROPA, GANYMEDE, and IO have fled]

PALI: Arceus... they're going to take him to mum. -inhale- Nope. Not my problem. He got himself into this mess, he can get himself out.

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hoardlikegoldenirises · 1 year

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this came about because of a conversation w/ some friends on discord lol

i will put the pieces i was referencing under the cut:

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Flash:

(sidenote: the Balmain x Barbie collection rules??)

(also probably wouldn’t fit flash’s huge shoulders and tits but idgaf they’re cute)

Top and jacket: Balmain x Barbie. no idea how much they cost or tbh what they’re called, couldn’t find any useful info... had to go to google images just to find pics. Considering Balmain sells $800 t-shirts and $5000 jackets though... they’re probably at least a couple thousand together.

Bag: Gucci Jackie 1961 small shoulder bag in light blue (the bag that started the discussion that led to this drawing lmao) ($2950)

Bottoms: Originally was going to go with Alala rally skort cause I do love a skort and the cheerleader sportiness was like... cute, but did not use that... (it’s $115 though) Instead ended up going with some generic white running shorts... so those and the jewelry are basically the only non-designer thing in this pic.

Shoes: Prada Cloudbust Thunder sneakers in alabaster pink ($1200)

Flash outfit total: $4265 not including the Balmain

Including the Balmain I’m gonna ballpark and say (assuming jacket is at least $2000 and top is at least $800) at LEAST $7000 total

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Harry:

Harry’s almost head-to-toe in Gucci.

Sweater: Gucci cotton knit v-neck sweater with web ($1150)

Pants: Gucci tartan cotton pants in yellow ($1400)

Bag: Gucci GG Marmont small shoulder bag in forest green ($1650)

Shirt: Bottega Veneta woven wool shirt ($1250)

Shoes: Prada Saffiano loafers in palisander brown ($825)

Watch: Rolex Cellini Moonphase ($26,750)*

*obviously i didn’t end up drawing harry in the watch, and honestly... listen. It’s a beautiful watch. beautiful details. But that price is fucking insane.

Harry outfit total: $6275 not including the watch

Including the watch: $33,025

anyway here’s a bonus doodle of flash in a skirt

in retrospect i did not draw flash’s hair long enough for that ponytail 😂

#harryflash #harry osborn #flash thompson #nadiart #fanadiart #working my gay bullshit #flash about to fall ass first off that chair whoops it's fine #rough art #spiderman #well it's adjacent #coffee bean gang #twink boutta pounce tbh. harry gonna jump his bones—you and me both brother

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thedeadleafs · 1 month

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Émille Gallé, Bed, 1900

Émille Gallé, Aube et Crépuscule, bed, 1900. Palisander, ebony, mother-of-pearl, iridiscent glass.

#Émille Gallé #Aube et Crépuscule #bed #ebony #mother-of-pearl #1900s #art #art nouveau #furniture #objects

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vision360tours · 2 months

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Home for Sale - 2577 Palisander Avenue, Mississauga, ON L5B 2L1 Virtual Tour: https://tours.vision360tours.ca/2577-palisander-avenue-mississauga/

#Home for Sale #Mississauga #Ontario #Vision 360 Tours

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golvio · 3 months

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I also finally wore "Cleric" from the RPG series. I was a little wary about trying more of their D&D-themed perfumes given that I wasn't a big fan of "Fighter" due to it smelling like new car seat, and "Elf" was kind of "eh," but after getting a free sample of "Lawful" and seeing it pop up in the recommendations, I had to try it.

It's really good! I'm surprised it wasn't described as "incense" though, because this reminds me of the way certain very old Catholic cathedral interiors sometimes smell when the incense they use for the censer gets into the walls and tablecloths and lingers in the air long after Mass is over, or people have lit up a whole bunch of prayer candles by the donation box. They mention "rose amber" here, which I'm assuming is amber mixed with rose oil. The faint rose mixed with the woods and spices increases the impression of "incense" and candle smoke, even though the incense note is technically absent.

Its note list is pretty complicated, and I can't identify most of the stuff described here:

Rose amber, frankincense, myrrh, champaca flower, Peru balsam, cistus, palisander, cananga, hyssop, and narcissus absolute.

However, it's interesting that frankincense and myrrh pop up in here. The combo's always been a little hit-or-miss for me depending on who actually formulates the scent. I love it in perfume, but I didn't like it as much as that one Shea Moisture body wash I tried, maybe because it also had some coconut oil mixed in. But here it's really nice. I think I like them when paired with rose or something else that makes the odor smoky.

Balsam's another odd note that I'm not sure if I like or dislike. I tried the "Dead Leaves and Green Balsam" seasonal perfume for Halloween, but I didn't like it as much as I like the balsam-scented candle I keep at my desk for amateur aromatherapy when I get stressed from abstract work stuff or worries about the future and need to distract myself with something nice and firmly grounded in sensory reality. It's like...I enjoy woody and resinous notes, but not all woods are created equal, and some of them I only like if they're in certain "contexts" paired with certain other notes. Oak is a favorite of mine, but I seem to like it best when it's paired with something else, usually something that contrasts like a floral, green, or amber.

#perfume #bpal

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soli-flore · 1 year

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“Masumi” by Coty was first launched in 1967 and was a Chypre Floral fragrance. It had top notes of Palisander rosewood, bergamot, pineapple, and melon, middle notes of cardamom, rose and violet, and base notes of oakmoss, Virginia cedar, musk, sandalwood, amber and vanilla.

Coty said this of the fragrance:

“Masumi Coty was launched in 1967 as a floral – green – chypre fragrance. It is inspired by the Far East and emotions of bliss, serenity and calmness.”

#vintage #vintage perfume #vintage beauty #vintage ads #Coty #1960s #1970s #perfume

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rheinstore · 2 years

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6 Rosewood Chairs - Danish Design

6 Rosewood Chairs – Danish Design

Set Stühle von Niels Koefoed Set von 6 sehr eleganten Stühlen aus Dänemark. Stardesigner Niels Koefoed war hier für Koefoeds Hornslet tätig.Die Stühle aus den frühen 70er Jahren mit dem Modell Namen “Lis” sind sehr hochwertig verarbeitet und in sehr gutem Zustand. Teak / Rosewood H 93 cm, Sitzh 43 cm, B 48 cm, T 50 cm Preis Set 1900 €