i'm dine

harry styles track by track aesthetic.
  • meet me in the hallway: wandering the streets at two am on a thursday morning. rain hitting against the windows. half remembered dreams. laying in bed with your headphones on.
  • sign of the times: the last warm day of the year. too hot coffee. sitting outside of a party listening to the muffled music playing coming through the door.
  • carolina: the hottest day of the year. dive bars. the feeling of being in the middle of a crowd at a concert with everyone singing along. a cold beer.
  • two ghosts: growing up. sitting on the roof of your house and crying. pretending to not notice an ex when you walk by them on the street. missing someone.
  • sweet creature: driving with the windows down on the first day of summer. seeing your loved ones for the first time in a long time. iced tea. petting your dog.
  • only angel: the build up right before you kiss someone you're into. walking down a city street. that sweet spot when you're drinking and you feel like you can fly.
  • kiwi: heartbeat going a little too fast. being on a roller coaster right before the drop. going to a twenty-four hour diner with your friends and laughing too loud.
  • ever since new york: watching the sunset. saying goodbye. the moment in between being asleep and being wide awake after a good night's sleep. sitting in your friend's backyard staring at the stars.
  • woman: ducks.
  • from the dining table: sitting on the floor with your knees against your chest. staring at your cell phone and waiting for a text. the day you realize all the holiday lights have been taken down. realizing that this chapter in your life is over.

You know it’s interesting to think back to all the interviews Harry’s done over the passed couple of weeks.. He kept insisting that he doesn’t like to tell people what songs are about and leaves them open to everyone’s interpretation as everyone experiences songs and lyrics differently. He was pretty adamant to get that across. And now that we’re starting to see some of these lyrics, I feel like that was almost a warning? Perhaps a sort of message to tell us “these lyrics aren’t necessarily my truth, but could be for someone else” if that makes any sense. Just because he’s singing certain lyrics doesn’t mean they really mean something to him.

I’m really bad at explaining things!!! but i just randomly noticed this lol do I make any sense????

@alicedoesntsharefood tagged me in this and you’re lucky i’m procrastinating homework

Favorite line from each HS song

1. Meet Me in the Hallway
Once you go without it, nothing else will do

2. Sign of the Times
Just stop your crying, have the time of your life

3. Carolina
How would I tell her that she’s all I think about?
Well, I guess she just found out

4. Two Ghosts
Tastes so sweet, looks so real
Sounds like something that I used to feel
But I can’t touch what I see

5. Sweet Creature
We don’t know where we’re going but we know where we belong

6. Only Angel
Broke a finger knocking on your bedroom door
I got splinters in my knuckles crawling across the floor

7. Kiwi
She worked her way through a cheap pack of cigarettes
Hard liquor mixed with a bit of intellect
//
And now she’s all over me, it’s like I paid for it
It’s like I paid for it, I’m gonna pay for this

8. Ever Since New York
And I’ve been praying, I never did before
Understand I’m talking to the walls

9. Woman
I hope you can see, the shape that I’m in
While he’s touching your skin
He’s right where I should

10. From the Dining Table
Why won’t you ever be the first one to break?
Even my phone misses your call, by the way
//
Woke up to girl who looked just like you
I almost said your name

I was skeptical about the choice of dinner tonight - a tapas bar in a Japanese restaurant with a French-trained chef - but I was pleasantly surprised by what was quite possibly the most multicultural meal I’ve ever eaten: Japanese eggplant, New Zealand lamb with a miso glaze, giant Louisiana shrimp in a mushroom sauce, skewed Louisiana oysters, foie gras wrapped in bacon, sea bass served with jalapeño sauce, and a blackberry crêpe with ice cream for dessert. Half of it was oddly experimental, but it was entirely exquisite.