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Your stained glass window vest is STUNNING! Are you willing to share your pattern, or its source if it's available for purchase?
Thank you ! I'm going to take the opportunity for a permanent answer post to this question since I've given the pattern in dozens of comments ever since I started posting about the project, but obviously that isn't a convenient way for people to find the information !
Tracery Vest by Kathleen Sperling aka Wipinsanity on Ravelry and on her own website
As you can see the shape of the garment itself is a bit different from what I did. The ribbing in the original makes for a nice fitted silhouette, but I'm quite short in the burst and not hourglass shaped at all, so I made some alterations. I reduced the corrugated ribbing to half of its length, and added a few rows of colourwork to close the ribbing lines into an archway pattern. Then, I added one repetition of the windows at the bottom of the pattern chart, before returning to the pattern instructions as if I'd just finished the ribbing section. I also changed the bind-off in pattern into a stretchy bind off in order to keep the armholes and neckline a little looser. I also added a central double decrease every other row for the vneck.
There you go ! Def more info than you asked for but I hope you don't mind me using your ask as a jumping-off point.
Cheers everyone !
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Last of Autumn
It's getting so cold now and the red leaves have almost all fallen away
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If Man in Moon chose you to be a Guardian, you must have something very special inside. RISE OF THE GUARDIANS (2012) dir. Peter Ramsey
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That one Series of Unfortunate Events quote
[ID: A Mob Psycho 100 comic. Muraki gestures to Sakurai, who's glaring and surrounded by an ominous red-black aura while holding up a sword, and says, "You must understand-- he had a terrible childhood." Mob stares at him, dead-eyed, and replies, "Yes, I understand. I'm having a terrible childhood right now." Reigen is lying twisted behind him in the Family Guy Death pose. End ID]
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those summers with you
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he makes me so happy and so profoundly sad at the same time
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*turns a perfect 180 degrees so that my cutting board-flat ass is facing you* *i walk away with feminine swagger but masculine contempt*
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Gift illustration of Persona Obscura by MalkyTop, commissioned by @obstinaterixatrix!
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I don’t really Go Here but u can always rely on this man to read a right wing politician’s outfit for filth
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I've almost reached my breaking point with this genocide in Ukraine. I'm older than most Tumblr users, so I was being yelled at in university tutorials in the early 00s for talking about the Holodomor, and being told that "If it happened, Ukrainians deserved it for being Nazis".
I was out there in 2007 when we had the worldwide march for the Holodomor to be recognised as a genocide, only for so many countries (the USA being one of them) to tell us that they won't do it because it might upset russia.
I remember when russia invaded in 2014 and Obama said it wasn't his business, and that russia can decide what happens in Ukraine. And then he sent Ukraine fucking helmets and "hygiene kits" instead of the military aid he was supposed to.
I remember sitting at home on the 17th of July 2014, hearing about russia shooting down MH17, and feeling my blood run cold because the initial reports said the aeroplane was full of Americans. Being so sure that the USA might finally live up to the Budapest Memorandum and get involved in the war.
Of course they didn't.
I remember being at a protest at the russian embassy in Canberra just after Crimea was annexed, and the only people who turned up for us were other Ukrainians. Soon after there were massive, bipartisan protests for Palestine and BLM from Melbourne to Dublin and beyond. Ukrainians are too white for leftists and too foreign for right-wingers to care about.
Now I go on reddit and see that Americans are discussing how Ukraine "has a neo-fascist problem". Um, you guys just voted for Donald fucking Trump?
Then I see an Australian journalist say that the US election result means that America is "becoming like Eastern Europe". No. Eastern Europeans aren't Nazis. They suffered more under the Nazis than anyone.
We're always on our own. Millions upon millions of Ukrainians have been killed in the last ninety years, millions more sold into slavery in Germany, hundreds of thousands sent to gulags (including the entire population of my grandmother's village), and hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of thousands dead or missing now, but we're still not seen as worthy of caring about.
I have family members whose dead bodies have been lying on battlefields for over a year. One killed in Bahkmut, a city that no longer exists. Another taken hostage from Mariupol, a city russia bombed to the ground. The mass graves there can be seen from space.
We can't get the bodies back because russia has colonised the area. I have a relative who was moved on from fighting in Vovchansk because there was no point fighting for another city that no longer exists. My relative who was taken hostage in Mariupol was starved and tortured for 2.5 years.
And then last week our city's magazine had a three-page interview with the russian ambassador, explaining why his country "has" to commit genocide in Ukraine. The editor laughed at my aunt when she phoned to register a complaint.
But teenaged tankies on sites like this will mock Ukrainians' deaths, stick a fucking hammer and sickle in their profile, and lecture people like me about things they know nothing about.
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so ukraine now is the first country to be attacked with an intercontinental missile. by a neighbouring country. that's like russia summarized
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The To The Moon Beach Minisode Has Not Left My Brain. Spoilers under the cut
He knew he was dying so he did what any hurting man in a desperate situation would. He scrounged and stole and took what he needed - from his company, from his mother's research, from the psyche of a man long-since dead, because he wanted to leave something behind for the love of his life. Because despite his best efforts, despite wanting to spare the people around him from the grief in his father's eyes when his mother died - agonizingly, debilitatingly, the way he knew that he too would eventually die - she got close. She wanted to build a garden with him. So he tried to build her a garden. He left behind a version of himself in his memory machine - a version of himself as complete as he could possibly make it, that she could see and speak to in memories where he wasn't there. But even that left-behind version, colored by her perception of him, still wanted to spare her from the grief of trapping herself in false memories. And when she finally confronts him, the him left behind in the code, he realizes that he died. That his death, like the death of his mother, left a profound scar. So he shows her the gift he made her. He - the real he - couldn't finish it before he passed, but she loves it anyway. He - the only he that's left anymore - tells her that she can't stay in the machine forever, and she knows, but just a little while longer.
And then the scene rests. Indefinitely. Eva, on the beach, with the closest thing to Neil she has left, watching the fireworks. A prompt slowly fades in at the bottom - press ESC to leave. She will remain there until you do. The last act of agency in the game is Eva's greatest - tearing herself from the side of her closest companion, or whatever remains of him
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