beauty

among my grandmother's collection of vintage postcards, i found these glamour shots from the twenties and thirties. somehow, this uncomplicated, fresh and pretty - almost naive - idea of beauty feels very modern right now. my grandmother once told me she used to rub rose petals on her lips as a teenager, to give them a pink hue. i love that idea, and I can picture her pouring over these images, dreaming of mary pickford, janet gaynor and carole lombard.