boniverotica:

Bon Iver is painting my toenails. As he lovingly applies the ruby lacquer, he addresses each toe by name. His favorite is the left pinky toe, the nail of which is just barely visible. He calls her Sinclair and he sees himself in her. ‘She spends her days traveling the earth, but she never quite touches the ground,’ he says matter-of-factly.

This is too good for words.