Carly Florentine @carlyflorentine

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Carly Florentine Poet, philosopher, photographer, artist, activist and stylist. A messily refined, teller of tales, traveller, lover, actress and dreamer. 🎈💗

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  • I really enjoyed the walk, particularly as I did not know where I was going.
  • I really enjoyed the walk, particularly as I did not know where I was going.
  • 108 4 20 hours ago
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Don’t be fettered by convention⁣
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With the wonderfully stylish @magdadurka ,one of my favourite fashion designers and people 😘
  • ⁣ Don’t be fettered by convention⁣ ⁣ ⁣ With the wonderfully stylish @magdadurka ,one of my favourite fashion designers and people 😘
  • 81 3 1 day ago
  • We saw there was some religious procession going on and Frankie and I decided to join it but felt a bit left out not knowing latin and we feared my drinking wine may have been disrespectful so I put it back but still the matter of my unusual face; made up to look like the moon post performance, meant I was never really going to fit in. Some of the adolescent altar boys in their traditional garb smiled when they saw me and Josh later commented that I must have felt like I had achieved my life’s aim, if it was, as he suspected, of breaking the seriousness of an ancient ritual by making people laugh with my moon face.
  • We saw there was some religious procession going on and Frankie and I decided to join it but felt a bit left out not knowing latin and we feared my drinking wine may have been disrespectful so I put it back but still the matter of my unusual face; made up to look like the moon post performance, meant I was never really going to fit in. Some of the adolescent altar boys in their traditional garb smiled when they saw me and Josh later commented that I must have felt like I had achieved my life’s aim, if it was, as he suspected, of breaking the seriousness of an ancient ritual by making people laugh with my moon face.
  • 74 3 2 days ago
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J’ai fait un rêve éblouissant⁣
of a Sphinx that sings at the setting sun⁣
that love is always a lie⁣
  • ⁣ J’ai fait un rêve éblouissant⁣ of a Sphinx that sings at the setting sun⁣ that love is always a lie⁣
  • 86 1 3 days ago
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the example of manliness I grew up with ⠀⁣⁣
was a type of papa I could look up to⠀⁣⁣
truly as a man who would scale ⠀⁣⁣
the heights of a crane⠀⁣⁣
doing heavy manual things ⠀⁣⁣
without a harness⠀⁣⁣
rather than the princess and the pea⠀⁣⁣
my high cradle is more emblematic ⠀⁣⁣
of wanting to occupy his brave head⠀⁣⁣
so I ignore his and mum’s pleas⠀⁣⁣
that it is dangerous to sleep⠀⁣⁣
on such an alpine bed
  • ⁣⁣ the example of manliness I grew up with ⠀⁣⁣ was a type of papa I could look up to⠀⁣⁣ truly as a man who would scale ⠀⁣⁣ the heights of a crane⠀⁣⁣ doing heavy manual things ⠀⁣⁣ without a harness⠀⁣⁣ rather than the princess and the pea⠀⁣⁣ my high cradle is more emblematic ⠀⁣⁣ of wanting to occupy his brave head⠀⁣⁣ so I ignore his and mum’s pleas⠀⁣⁣ that it is dangerous to sleep⠀⁣⁣ on such an alpine bed
  • 98 3 4 days ago
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We confessed our longstanding mutual crushes and lamented that we should only realise now, when we no longer live in the same tiny town. These days it was more different countries and continents. It struck me that we always find out such things too late. He told me he'd never forget the first time I actually spoke to him, something I could not remember, it was two years before when I lived in a house on a cliff. I was on the beach alone at dawn, after a party; a tradition where students stay up all night and throw themselves into the sea to absolve themselves from their academic sins, when I approached him and curiously said "Excuse me, have you seen my shoes? I lost them here a year ago." 👠 😀
  • ⁣ We confessed our longstanding mutual crushes and lamented that we should only realise now, when we no longer live in the same tiny town. These days it was more different countries and continents. It struck me that we always find out such things too late. He told me he'd never forget the first time I actually spoke to him, something I could not remember, it was two years before when I lived in a house on a cliff. I was on the beach alone at dawn, after a party; a tradition where students stay up all night and throw themselves into the sea to absolve themselves from their academic sins, when I approached him and curiously said "Excuse me, have you seen my shoes? I lost them here a year ago." 👠 😀
  • 116 14 5 days ago
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beyond an amusing diversion⁣⁣
I was flustered by ⁣⁣
the thrill of a fling ⁣⁣
which gave me a lust for life⁣⁣
but to my immense surprise ⁣⁣
I found untold depths⁣⁣
in your bedroom eyes
  • ⁣⁣ beyond an amusing diversion⁣⁣ I was flustered by ⁣⁣ the thrill of a fling ⁣⁣ which gave me a lust for life⁣⁣ but to my immense surprise ⁣⁣ I found untold depths⁣⁣ in your bedroom eyes
  • 233 29 6 days ago
  • It was purely a physiological matter, it had nothing to do with love.
  • It was purely a physiological matter, it had nothing to do with love.
  • 114 4 1 week ago
  • For such an overwhelming day of hate⠀⁣⁣
I for once longed ⁣⁣
for tenderness and care⠀⁣⁣
I didn’t wake up to the news ⁣⁣
that my nation had been divided ⠀⁣⁣
an atmosphere of racism & ⠀⁣⁣
selfishness had presided⠀⁣⁣
but screams from upstairs ⠀⁣⁣
a shadowy intruder⁣⁣
in my room with a knife⠀⁣⁣
we were just victims ⁣⁣
of a victim of the system⠀⁣⁣
trying to get what he could ⠀⁣⁣
before society descended into strife⠀⁣⁣
the only account ⁣⁣
of the burglars appearance⠀⁣⁣
was that he was black & good looking⠀⁣⁣
my flatmate made the private report⠀⁣⁣
that she thought the same⁣
of the latest smouldering⁣
officer on the scene⠀⁣⁣
he kept strutting around⠀⁣⁣
muttering things that ⠀⁣⁣
made him sound important⠀⁣⁣
while repeatedly saying my name⠀⁣⁣
in this suggestive way⠀⁣⁣
I must have been expecting ⁣⁣
visitors subconsciously ⁣⁣
as I had slept in decorative lingerie⠀⁣⁣
with a seductive silk robe⠀⁣⁣
compared to my usual nudity⁣⁣
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We were robbed the day the brexit results were announced, it was actually the police who broke the news to us, in a moment of calm in the aftermath of the scare. We were still in shock from the break in when we received that blow. I didn’t stay up to see what happened, I had a shoot that day so needed beauty sleep plus I never imagined it would happen. I was making preparations at the time to relocate to Tokyo, the saddened officers said that was now a very wise move.⁣⁣
⁣⁣Yesterday we were burgled again, this time without the comedic element of The Met bursting through the door in pursuit of the criminal to find instead me galloping out of my room in my sexy get up, like something out of a carry on film. Even without the double disturbance of brexit horror, it was again awful, especially as I was in the midst of my dreaded day of deadline doom. They didn’t escape with any of my belongings, since the last intruder came, I lock myself in my room every night. I was safely tucked up in bed with my not very effective guardcat but others were not so lucky and through an excess of empathy I suffer. My only consolation, is the thought, that our poster, extolling the virtues of putting a pyramid on your hat, confused the hell out of the offender.
  • For such an overwhelming day of hate⠀⁣⁣ I for once longed ⁣⁣ for tenderness and care⠀⁣⁣ I didn’t wake up to the news ⁣⁣ that my nation had been divided ⠀⁣⁣ an atmosphere of racism & ⠀⁣⁣ selfishness had presided⠀⁣⁣ but screams from upstairs ⠀⁣⁣ a shadowy intruder⁣⁣ in my room with a knife⠀⁣⁣ we were just victims ⁣⁣ of a victim of the system⠀⁣⁣ trying to get what he could ⠀⁣⁣ before society descended into strife⠀⁣⁣ the only account ⁣⁣ of the burglars appearance⠀⁣⁣ was that he was black & good looking⠀⁣⁣ my flatmate made the private report⠀⁣⁣ that she thought the same⁣ of the latest smouldering⁣ officer on the scene⠀⁣⁣ he kept strutting around⠀⁣⁣ muttering things that ⠀⁣⁣ made him sound important⠀⁣⁣ while repeatedly saying my name⠀⁣⁣ in this suggestive way⠀⁣⁣ I must have been expecting ⁣⁣ visitors subconsciously ⁣⁣ as I had slept in decorative lingerie⠀⁣⁣ with a seductive silk robe⠀⁣⁣ compared to my usual nudity⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ We were robbed the day the brexit results were announced, it was actually the police who broke the news to us, in a moment of calm in the aftermath of the scare. We were still in shock from the break in when we received that blow. I didn’t stay up to see what happened, I had a shoot that day so needed beauty sleep plus I never imagined it would happen. I was making preparations at the time to relocate to Tokyo, the saddened officers said that was now a very wise move.⁣⁣ ⁣⁣Yesterday we were burgled again, this time without the comedic element of The Met bursting through the door in pursuit of the criminal to find instead me galloping out of my room in my sexy get up, like something out of a carry on film. Even without the double disturbance of brexit horror, it was again awful, especially as I was in the midst of my dreaded day of deadline doom. They didn’t escape with any of my belongings, since the last intruder came, I lock myself in my room every night. I was safely tucked up in bed with my not very effective guardcat but others were not so lucky and through an excess of empathy I suffer. My only consolation, is the thought, that our poster, extolling the virtues of putting a pyramid on your hat, confused the hell out of the offender.
  • 199 5 1 week ago
  • he lived with me for a spell 
would do all the cooking and cleaning
as I was too in love to do anything
it was an interesting time 
in both of our lives
we met, went on a road trip
I lost my phone
then we collapsed backwards 
together into a drum kit
I tried to convey in a look
that I was imminently about to fall over 
and would he catch me
but sadly he thought I meant 
come kiss me so he leaned forward 
into me and we spectacularly fell
  • he lived with me for a spell would do all the cooking and cleaning as I was too in love to do anything it was an interesting time in both of our lives we met, went on a road trip I lost my phone then we collapsed backwards together into a drum kit I tried to convey in a look that I was imminently about to fall over and would he catch me but sadly he thought I meant come kiss me so he leaned forward into me and we spectacularly fell
  • 131 6 1 week ago
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the eye as a door of perception⁣⁣
or window to the soul⁣⁣
is the most intimate ⁣⁣
part of the body⁣⁣
in this modern age ⁣⁣
where very little is sacred⁣⁣
you can run out of first time things ⁣⁣
that you could experience⁣⁣
much too young⁣⁣
what if there was a way⁣⁣
to reserve some part of yourself⁣⁣
for some grand ⁣
future romantic gesture⁣⁣
my psychology class pal⁣⁣
and I decided that the most guarded⁣⁣
of private acts with an another⁣⁣
was the offering up ⁣
of your eye virginity⁣⁣
although she happened ⁣
to be a traditional virgin⁣⁣
we agreed it requires⁣
a great deal more trust⁣⁣
to allow someone ⁣
to touch your ocular organ⁣⁣
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I couldn’t even entrust myself⁣⁣
with such a sensitive task⁣⁣
so I sold my bright blue contacts ⁣⁣
on the black market ⁣⁣
to a friend⁣⁣
but alas I had already ⁣
lost my optic purity⁣⁣
there was nothing tender about it⁣⁣
no string quartet⁣⁣
not even my permission⁣⁣
or a warning⁣⁣
just an optician ⁣⁣
taking a non-consensual trip ⁣
to my eye⁣ with his finger⁣⁣
so my tainted eyes are left ⁣
to cry about ⁣the lamentable ⁣
end of my oculus maidenhood⁣⁣
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  • ⁣⁣ the eye as a door of perception⁣⁣ or window to the soul⁣⁣ is the most intimate ⁣⁣ part of the body⁣⁣ in this modern age ⁣⁣ where very little is sacred⁣⁣ you can run out of first time things ⁣⁣ that you could experience⁣⁣ much too young⁣⁣ what if there was a way⁣⁣ to reserve some part of yourself⁣⁣ for some grand ⁣ future romantic gesture⁣⁣ my psychology class pal⁣⁣ and I decided that the most guarded⁣⁣ of private acts with an another⁣⁣ was the offering up ⁣ of your eye virginity⁣⁣ although she happened ⁣ to be a traditional virgin⁣⁣ we agreed it requires⁣ a great deal more trust⁣⁣ to allow someone ⁣ to touch your ocular organ⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ I couldn’t even entrust myself⁣⁣ with such a sensitive task⁣⁣ so I sold my bright blue contacts ⁣⁣ on the black market ⁣⁣ to a friend⁣⁣ but alas I had already ⁣ lost my optic purity⁣⁣ there was nothing tender about it⁣⁣ no string quartet⁣⁣ not even my permission⁣⁣ or a warning⁣⁣ just an optician ⁣⁣ taking a non-consensual trip ⁣ to my eye⁣ with his finger⁣⁣ so my tainted eyes are left ⁣ to cry about ⁣the lamentable ⁣ end of my oculus maidenhood⁣⁣ ⁣⁣
  • 140 4 1 week ago
  • Eros, c’est la vie ⁣
My existential theorem ⁣
That I have seen ⁣
Is absolutely true⁣
Since I fell⁣
Into bed with you ⁣
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Theme of the day, after spending all of it in bed with the other model from this shoot 😻⁣
⁣Photography by @andreemartis & @demiandupuis ⁣
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  • Eros, c’est la vie ⁣ My existential theorem ⁣ That I have seen ⁣ Is absolutely true⁣ Since I fell⁣ Into bed with you ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ Theme of the day, after spending all of it in bed with the other model from this shoot 😻⁣ ⁣Photography by @andreemartis & @demiandupuis ⁣ ⁣
  • 156 2 1 week ago
  • ⁣Of all the graves I visited in Paris, which were many, as the weather was so nice, this was the one, that was clearly the most loved. She was the mother of modern feminism and he, the father of existentialism. They shared a half-century partnership that defied the conventions of their time and ours. Their romantic partnership was an experiment in personal responsibility and open-heartedness. They believed, like Rimbaud, expressed, that love has to be reinvented. ⁣
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As two intellectually rebellious young Parisians who had been flouting contemporary thought and striking their own unique paths in the world, it was unsurprising that for them, the accepted rules of a relationship would seem unappealing. They initiated what they defined as a “transparency pact”. They would be allowed to live their lives, free to take other lovers and live where ever they pleased, as long as they told one another everything. And they did, for 51 years, until his death. ⁣
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De Beauvoir declared that despite her many books and literary prizes, her role in the women’s movement, her greatest achievement in life was her relationship with Sartre. In her own words ‘We were two of a kind, and our relationship would endure as long as we did; but it could not make up entirely for the fleeting riches to be had from encounters with different people.’⁣
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To define their alliance as an open relationship, is to reduce and vulgarise what they had; it was above all an agreement of respect and admiration, as well as a friendship that would resist the passing of time. A “romance” in the traditional meaning of the term would also prove insufficient to describe their bond; their letters show a special companionship that was mutually treasured. ⁣
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There are qualities of their connection I find commendable, like the freedom to fall both in and out of love without guilt. The freedom to change, and the acceptance that other people can change. The acceptance that love for a person can exist without wanting to own them. The freedom to love fully without being consumed by it. ⁣Despite never marrying nor living together, it seems right that they are buried together in Montparnasse.
  • ⁣Of all the graves I visited in Paris, which were many, as the weather was so nice, this was the one, that was clearly the most loved. She was the mother of modern feminism and he, the father of existentialism. They shared a half-century partnership that defied the conventions of their time and ours. Their romantic partnership was an experiment in personal responsibility and open-heartedness. They believed, like Rimbaud, expressed, that love has to be reinvented. ⁣ ⁣ As two intellectually rebellious young Parisians who had been flouting contemporary thought and striking their own unique paths in the world, it was unsurprising that for them, the accepted rules of a relationship would seem unappealing. They initiated what they defined as a “transparency pact”. They would be allowed to live their lives, free to take other lovers and live where ever they pleased, as long as they told one another everything. And they did, for 51 years, until his death. ⁣ ⁣ De Beauvoir declared that despite her many books and literary prizes, her role in the women’s movement, her greatest achievement in life was her relationship with Sartre. In her own words ‘We were two of a kind, and our relationship would endure as long as we did; but it could not make up entirely for the fleeting riches to be had from encounters with different people.’⁣ ⁣ To define their alliance as an open relationship, is to reduce and vulgarise what they had; it was above all an agreement of respect and admiration, as well as a friendship that would resist the passing of time. A “romance” in the traditional meaning of the term would also prove insufficient to describe their bond; their letters show a special companionship that was mutually treasured. ⁣ ⁣ There are qualities of their connection I find commendable, like the freedom to fall both in and out of love without guilt. The freedom to change, and the acceptance that other people can change. The acceptance that love for a person can exist without wanting to own them. The freedom to love fully without being consumed by it. ⁣Despite never marrying nor living together, it seems right that they are buried together in Montparnasse.
  • 179 16 1 week ago
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I prefer pondering the ⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
poignancy of little children⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
studying the displays⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
of a death exhibition in Tallinn⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
I enjoy the bohemian quality⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
of a baby at a tantra festival⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
people multiply ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
to evade the supervoid⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
or celebrate ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
the beauty of being alive⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
as much as the fear of its negation⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
of course in my youth ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
that unknowable ⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
question mark loomed ⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
It horrified me so⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
they only way for me ⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
to survive that consternation ⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
was to gaze at the sky ⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
looking for meaning ⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
the truth in the patterns ⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
of the constellations ⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
or by drowning my sorrows ⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
full immersion therapy via ⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
conducting myself like there ⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
would be no more tomorrows
  • ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ I prefer pondering the ⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ poignancy of little children⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ studying the displays⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ of a death exhibition in Tallinn⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ I enjoy the bohemian quality⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ of a baby at a tantra festival⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ people multiply ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ to evade the supervoid⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ or celebrate ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ the beauty of being alive⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ as much as the fear of its negation⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ of course in my youth ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ that unknowable ⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ question mark loomed ⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ It horrified me so⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ they only way for me ⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ to survive that consternation ⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ was to gaze at the sky ⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ looking for meaning ⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ the truth in the patterns ⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ of the constellations ⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ or by drowning my sorrows ⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ full immersion therapy via ⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ conducting myself like there ⠀⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ would be no more tomorrows
  • 107 6 2 weeks ago
  • I have put you on the white list of my heart 🖤
  • I have put you on the white list of my heart 🖤
  • 102 7 2 weeks ago
  • I used to wear diamond socks all the time
  • I used to wear diamond socks all the time
  • 112 3 2 weeks ago
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⁣It felt lofty to live with the elite of the exceedingly esteemed emotions. Being in love opened my eyes to such vastness and lent my head to castles in the sky. I am exultant of heart and excited of mood.⁣
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Flying on the heights of love, somewhere between the Baltic’s and the Mediterranean, 2017
  • ⁣ ⁣It felt lofty to live with the elite of the exceedingly esteemed emotions. Being in love opened my eyes to such vastness and lent my head to castles in the sky. I am exultant of heart and excited of mood.⁣ ⁣ Flying on the heights of love, somewhere between the Baltic’s and the Mediterranean, 2017
  • 190 5 3 weeks ago
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⁣⁣⁣Imperfection is beauty⠀⁣⁣⁣
Madness is genius ⠀⁣⁣⁣
It is better to be ⁣⁣⁣
Absolutely ridiculous ⠀⁣⁣⁣
Than absolutely boring⁣⁣
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The Royal Academy ⁣⁣
With @lisaboheme
  • ⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣Imperfection is beauty⠀⁣⁣⁣ Madness is genius ⠀⁣⁣⁣ It is better to be ⁣⁣⁣ Absolutely ridiculous ⠀⁣⁣⁣ Than absolutely boring⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ The Royal Academy ⁣⁣ With @lisaboheme
  • 163 6 3 weeks ago