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im begging u to tell me how to get that 2013 rosy blog filter for my pics i cant find it anywhere 🥺
🧁 How to make the 2013 Rosy Blog filter on Instagram 🧁
Filter: Valencia: 100
Brightness: +25
Contrast: -15
Warmth: +10
Saturation: +10
(Color) Shadows: Red: 50
(Color) Highlights: Teal or Green: 30
Highlights: +10
Shadows: +10
Vignette: +25
Sharpen: +15
You can adjust them to your liking, but the thing you should focus on is Valencia and color (shadow and highlights). Hope this helps! 💗
Could you please repost all of your filters and how you edit your pictures? xx
Here is my master list of all my filters!!! ♡♡
On my Instagram, I use Valencia and Amaro and just adjust brightness, contrast, shadows, fade, etc to my liking! 💝
💋 Taglisters: @2543jj @luxliisbon @lavender-rising @lou007sstuff @cottoncandywhispers @bambibabydoll123 @evascoastal
Would you consider making tutorials with the iPhone filters? I don't use instagram 🥺
2015 cool girl iphone filter ♡
Check out my other filters here!
I’ll definitely do more, don’t worry! In the meantime, I hope you like this oneee!! 💞💞
Filter: vivid cool +100
Highlights: +100
Shadows: +15
Contrast: -10
Brightness: +50
Black point: -50
Saturation: +5
Tint: +5
(Optional) Vignette: +10
* you can adjust these settings to your liking!
💋 Taglisters: @2543jj @lavender-rising @lou007sstuff @sullengirl78 @bambibabydoll123 @evascoastal @cottoncandywhispers @amaliasdiary
All memories are traces of tears.
And there was him, laughing. Lighting up the whole room as he always did. When he was near me I would always feel like my heart is finally at peace, so much like bathing in the sun on a warm mid-July afternoon as the breeze gently blows.
And then there was the smile. The smile he gave everyone on this planet, the smile that always reminds me I will never be someone who is more than this. But it was beautiful as always, brutally beautiful if I dare say. It really is.
“Hey” He greeted first.
“Hey…” Words slipped out of my mind as soon as I open my mouth. “I can see you did good job on concealing that bushy brows”. Shouldn’t have said that.
He raises his drawn thin eyebrows. “I didn’t think you’d recognize me right away. I thought I did pretty good job on this time’s theatrical make up.” I could see him blushing underneath the thick ghostly white face paint, his ears were basically on fire. I couldn’t help but basically chuckle secretly.
Of course I’d recognize you. You are always lingering inside me, you are always wandering around my mind. Even if I forget all the beautiful things that are left in the world, I would still remember your face, your eyes, your voice.
This pain, that is either longing or nostalgia will definitely never reach you.
I’m leaving tomorrow.
This is how winter feels like to me.
And Charles Bukowski poems.
Slowdive, cold wind, the day ends too quickly. Usual cigarette tastes different and I can’t comprehend any thought or feelings, it’s just constant void and unknown ache. I really do hate winter, yet I enjoy it’s silence. The numbness.
Lately red stockings are all I’m thinking about.
Farewell My Concubine (1992), dir. Chen Kaige
Memoirs Of A Geisha (2005), dir. Rob Marshall
21-year-old Yves Saint Laurent at his mentor, Christian Dior’s funeral. 1957