Dress
Emilio Pucci, 1970
The Museum at FIT
Happy Cthulhumas!
Step-by-step guide to making your own Cthulhumas wreath here.
via Liquidnight
F̶͉̻̳͢Ą̲̭̥̱͠͠ ҉̩̱̥̠̭̱̙͢͞ͅL̠̗Á̠̙͠ ̢͕͖̘̺̙͎͟L̦̺̮͓͚̹A̸̪̙̩̮̹ ̛͓̹̲L̰̦̟͙̱͔͔̺̕A͠҉̝̼͙̲̼ ͏̵̩͉L̢̺̦̬͚̝̣͉ͅÁ̧̼̰͇̠̗̰
Ļ͚͚͎̯ͨͧ̈̿͑̃ͅA̘̜̙̯̩͕ͤ̾͐ͩͧ͛ ̡̞ͮͩͭ̊L̬͕͈̥̙͎̤͗ͥ̈́̉̈́̚A̟͍̰̎ͬ̐ͪ͒̿̕ ̛͍͖̱͕̯̯̬̪̓̾ͧ̋̀Ĺ͍̙̼͖͍̝̙͈ͯA̧͈̥̠͐̉̐ͩ̿
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(via propheticfire)
My brother asked me what we could get our Grandmother, who collects hedgehogs and is super Christian, for Generic Winter Holiday.
His next words were ‘how could you not click on that’
“I went all out this year. Everybody is getting gifts. I feel like Oprah.”
- My brother, in a text message conversation earlier this evening
I’m so fucking tired of ‘the holidays’, so goddamn exhausted with all the effort I have put in and still have to put in, hating that I keep finding more people I’m obligated to spend money on, dreading work more than usual because of the psychological warfare feeling of the unending Christmas music, already hating having to do all the travel and the fuss.
I think this would be easier if I wasn’t stuck being a drifter or if I could just feel like I wasn’t some sort of fucking combination leech/barnacle. It’s been nearly ten years since I felt like I was living somewhere that was comfortable or wasn’t going to fall out from under me because I couldn’t pay or someone was sick of me. I wonder what security combined with a lack of oppressive guilt is like.
“Oh. I say!” ~~
I really should have saved this for New Year’s, but I should paint Jeeves and Bertie more anyway, right?
aaaaa tinsnip look!
I looked down while I was watching B5 and then suddenly George was talking!
G'Kar is covered in glitter and eating uncooked rice and laughing with Londo. I am happy.
well, i finished this Jeeves and Bertie business, but now I have to decide if I’m going to use it for my new year’s stuff, or just post it now
