VinToy
VinToy (Vintage Toys)
Is an illustration and graphics bank. Website coming soon... Here you'll find what I draw, personal diary and what inspires me. Hit me up for an art chat!
VinToy
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How can you be so beautiful?
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New Woman Crush: Brooke Shields
Out of this world…
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I know it’s old news, but I just can’t believe it’s actually happened!!
Skateboard-P is married!!! officially off the market… sad day for fans, but a #HAPPY day for his exotic wife and little boy Rocketman.
I will always love you Pharrell
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connie-lim:

Drawing Connor #drawing. Awesome sunny weekend get-away, I literally fell in love with Weymouth ❤️ #illustration #sketch #doodle #sketching #art #lifedrawing #ink (at Weymouth, Dorset)
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Japanese word of the day: Hikikomori
Hikikomori (ひきこもり or 引き籠もり Hikikomori?, literally “pulling inward, being confined”, i.e., “acute social withdrawal”) is a Japanese term to refer to the phenomenon of reclusive adolescents or adults who withdraw from social life, often seeking extreme degrees of isolation and confinement. The term hikikomori refers to both the sociological phenomenon in general as well as to people belonging to this societal group.
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beatpie:

Stencil Hair

Finally!!!!! j’adore
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peasandcarrotsinternational:

Anwar Carrots for Comme Des Garçon Homme SS14 Grind Magazine Japan
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Diary of an intentional insomniac
Dinner lady: are you ready to order*?
* I already ordered a cranberry juice. Previously had rice and miso soup at a REAL restaurant
Me: no, I’m still sippin’ on dis (imaginary snoop dogg line)
Dinner lady: well I’ll leave the menu open so when you’re ready just close it and I’ll know you want something
Me in my head: Gee I dunno if I’m ready for that kind of commitment. What’s with the non-verbal messages anyway? can’t I just tell you straight up that I don’t want to eat a stack of pancakes… I just don’t want to stay at a grimy hostel and you’re open 24h…
What I’m doing is really stupid, because if she makes me order food I might have been better off paying for a flat surface to sleep on, regardless of it’s nightmare surroundings… but I f***ing refuse!
My first night at an SF hostel was literally out of the shining; and I’ve been around. Wafting smells of rotten soup, no window in an 8 bed (all female, yeh ok). “linen” straight off of a hobo, holes, fluffballs, piss smell included… but the thing sleeping above me was far from anything remotely human. Her snores sounded like a creature from the deep heaving inquisitive, jovial and mainly sexual sighs. Girl opposite me crying silently into her pillow… seriously, go back to mummy and daddy princess. Yes I’d been crying that same day, but the only thing that kept me from doing the same was because I decided I was 100% going to Vegas the next day. Here I still am.
God pulled a nasty one on me today. I lost my hash. I couldn’t believe he/she/it would play me like that. I mean that little container of THC was the only thing keeping me from being literally suicidal. Here still I am…
What have I learned yesterday/today/this morning: that I love my mum.
End of part I . (If you follow my tumblr you will know that my themed diaries end at part II) let’s hope this is the case for this missadventure
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Portfolio
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3D ASAP x clouds x horses x cowboys USA
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Sharon Tate in Valley of the Dolls 1967
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proprpostur:

012414 - No fucks given.
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Witches going to their Sabbath by Luis Ricardo Falero (1878) from Beauty by Rino Stefano Tagliafierro