There was a little girl who had a little curl, right in the middle of her forehead. When she was good she was very very good, but when she was bad she was horrid.
Said girl also runs MOUSTACHES
I saw this hanging above my friend Jess’ bed the other night. I knew I recognised it from somewhere - of course it’s Klimt! I’m very glad I’ve tumbled upon it tonight. It’s so beautiful.Gustav Klimt - The Kiss
