#Bettie Page Bows

[delguy]

Bettie Page all wrapped for Christmas. If only she was under my tree!

[yourgothbabydoll]

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[bettie-may-page]

Bettie Page Chair Collection #340 Photo Retouched: Craig Stewart

[jlhallowell]

Colorizations

[ispill3dgutz]

barrel of kinks

[bettiemaypagenatural]

Bettie on a Chair

[ghw-archive]

[yesterdayscake]

on the weekend we celebrated my baby sister’s hen’s night, and the theme was ‘Night at the Atelier’.

I decided I wanted to do a riff on my go to slutty look of wearing a thong under a chiffon skirt

—but I wanted to wear these cute knickers from Bettie Page Lingerie, with these giant bows on the hips

which presented the problem of the skirt sitting weird over the irregular shape of the bow. So I decided to make a tulle faux-pannier to smooth it out, and give me some va va voom hips in the process.

my beloved pink chiffon skirt wasn’t quite fitting and the hook and eye needed replacing, so I used some grosgrain ribbon to make a closure, but due to brain fog I kind of made it exactly the right size—meaning it would only fit when I wasn’t moving!

So in the end, I wore [one of] my other pleated chiffon skirt, which isn’t cut on the bias, so didn’t sit quite as nicely (or transparently) as the orchid skirt. It looked a little more baroque than john galliano, but was still very fun!

here are some photos my mom took of me like I was going off to prom.

I shall have to keep a look out for a replacement for my beloved pink skirt. I miss it.

[nyc-looks]

Eiligh, 23 Gemma, 20

Eiligh, 23: “The bulk of my wardrobe is either thrifted or made by me. The sweater is from Nomadic Traders, I lifted the hem bc I am very short, the sequined top is thrifted, the skirt is from Autography, my shoes are Obeo, and the blue top is a piece I made inspired by Regency Spencers. I made my necklace, and the earrings were made by a friend who does traditional Meti beading. I am consistently inspired by historical dress, clowns, handcraft, and love to dress eclectically.”

Gemma, 20: “I’m wearing a wool sweater and pleated skirt I made, and a vintage varsity cardigan with a Bettie Page pin. I’m also wearing black bows, a hankie from my best friend and Memery heels. I’m inspired most by butch/femme lesbian contemporary & historical styles, and my constant love of 1920s collegiate style and 1920s-1950s fashion overall.”

Mar 4, 2024 ∙ Garment District

[kdo-three]

Bettie Page On the Bow of a Chris Craft Speed Boat South Florida, 1954 Photograph by Bunny Yeager

[take-everything-you-can]

Sugar and Spice

Thank you so much for my beautiful @babygorewhore for this mood board to go along with this blurb !

Thank you to my betas @monstxrteeth @xxhellfirebunnyxx and again my morgy ! Y'all are my biggest support frfr

And a special thank you to @saradika for making those cute dividers 😍

Eddie Munson x Fem Reader

Wc: 1.3K

Tw: Honestly it's pure fluff with like the slightest angst if you squint

Sugar cookies.

That's easy, right? A simple sugar cookie recipe should do.

Right? 

So why were you ripping out magazine articles and flipping through cookbooks as if your life depended on it? 

You knew the answer and it was that this was the first Christmas season you would spend with the Munsons. Your boyfriend had assured you that store-bought cookies were just fine, but you insisted that your homemade cookies were far better. 

The only problem with that was, that you had never made cookies from scratch. Your mother burned everything she had ever tried to make, so you never got that Betty Crocker life of learning how to cook. 

So here you were, scattered pages across the kitchen counter and six paper cuts deep into finding the perfect sugar Cookie recipe for you and Eddie to set out for Santa, per Wayne's request. You wanted them to be perfect. No, you needed them to be.

Why did you have to open up that big fat mouth of yours and tell them you could make them from scratch? Why? 

A repetitive knock sounding through the house startled you in your search and you grabbed one of the many recipes you had written down. opting for the index card you had jotted the most simple looking recipe on, in hopes that simple meant easy.  A hope that easy meant good. 

Opening the door you were met with a smile, one of dimples and teasing lips. 

“Hi.” You managed to get out.

“Hello, beautiful.” He pulled you into his space letting his lips crash into yours a silent ‘I missed you' that he always greeted you with. 

“Are you ready to spend Christmas Eve with me?” 

“ More than anything.”  A small smirk etched its way to his face. Making that dimple deepen and a stutter to your pulse that makes you clench your thighs tightly together. A soft hand on your lower back and a small smack to your ass had Eddie letting out a soft laugh at your reaction. 

He bit his lip with a glint in his eye telling you to grab your overnight bag. 

The short drive to the store was torture having to rack your brain at every twist and turn in conversation. To act as if this was a trip you made every year. A trip to gather all the things based on your lie.

Sugar and flour, eggs and butter. Baking these cookies was plauging your thoughts and you had hoped that Eddie couldn't tell. 

Eddie saw right through the fasade you had curated just to get through tonight and he was playing along like a feature in his games. A small elf that would help find the ingredients to the quest in relief of refuge from an ogre as an offering. A keebler to the trees. The end goal? His heart in your hands. 

Sugar and flour, baking soda and powder. All on aisle three. A search for the dry ingredients has you biting your nails to nubs. Eddie takes your hand in his and brings it to his lips. 

"You okay? " A shudder in the breath you let out.

"Wh- yes! Yeah I'm okay. Are you? Okay I mean." 

" Can I tell you a secret?" 

His voice gets low and he brings you in closer so his voice won't strain in whisper. " I'm nervous." Your brows bow in confusion but he sets your worries straight.

 " The excited kind of nervous. I've never had someone I wanted to spend Christmas Eve with." 

Your smile becomes bright and you can feel his hand squeeze in your waist as you just stand in awe. 

" Come on, let's get the rest of this list so I can take you home." …. Home. His home, something he had been calling yours for a while. If you were honest with yourself anywhere he was, that was your home. 

Eggs , vanilla and butter. Some confectioners sugar and a small jug of milk, the final touches to make this recipe complete. 

Wayne worked late on Christmas Eve and into the early hours of Christmas day so he could have the next few days off. A tradition for him and Eddie. The day after Christmas was their day of feast. Everyone in the trailer park did a potluck style of bringing leftovers no one wanted to their neighbors and Wayne never passed up anything he was offered. 

Willing yourself to breathe deeply as the ingredients littered the counter. Eddie watched for a second, leaning his tall frame against the cabinets for any signs of your lie starting to crumble. Yet there were none. An actress who aimed to win gold, there wasn't even a flicker of doubt in your eyes, no matter how much panic was happening behind them. 

Sugar dusted the linoleum and flour found the floor. Eddie was even sporting a light handprint of ingredients after you gave in and let him mix the contents of the bowl for you. 

He had been begging to eat some of the raw dough and knew this was his way of sneaking some here and there. 

The light shining through the kitchen window had started to cast a glow of slightly pink and soft purple as you and Eddie tried to find more than one baking sheet you could place drops of the dough into. A slam to one of the cabinets as Eddie's hands gripped the countertop in front of him. His shoulders had tensed and you wanted nothing more than to relieve his pressure. 

So you did just that. 

You walked the few small steps to reach him and tangled your arms around his torso as your face came to rest between his shoulder blades. 

“It’s okay baby, we can still make them, it's just gonna take a while longer, but we can still make more than one batch.” 

“I should have known, we just … I should have just known. I'm sorry.”

The softness of his tone broke your heart a little bit in the doubts he had from only not having a pan, as if that was a disappointment you would find in him. So when a small laugh left your lips he turned to you as if to accept this defeat. A betrayal of your mind. 

“You think I give a fuck about a pan eddie?” 

“No, I know , it's dumb. I just wanted things to be perfect for our first Christmas Eve together.”  You met his gaze and let out a shallow breath caught in the hazel shift of his demeanor when his head tilted down. 

“Eddie, I have never made cookies, not even from a box.” He has a smile, soft and sweet. “Fuck I don't even think I've ever even cracked an egg before tonight.” 

Before you can think of something else to say his lips meet yours. Adoration overwhelms you when his lips part and let out a content sigh. 

“I know, baby.” Still trying to catch your breath you don't quite understand. 

“Know what ed's?” 

“ I know you've never made cookies.” 

A sudden stiffness like an insect caught in a spider's web, you knew this would come back to bite you in the ass. 

“Baby I've seen you almost burn your house down by just looking at the stove.” You let out a laugh, deep and eye watering and it's all Eddie can do not to throw you over his shoulder and take you to his room.

“You knew and you were gonna let me feed these to Santa and Wayne? Looks like someone is just gonna have a stocking full of coal this year.” 

The oven sounds before Eddie gets to reassure you of just how good he's been this year, but the look on your face when you pull out perfectly cooked sugar cookies is hands down going to be the best present he gets this year. 

[telekinetictrait]

"I have my happiness, which I guard like a wolf, and I have authority now and a certain amount of daring, which, if you remember correctly, I never had before." (Two Serious Ladies – Jane Bowles, 1943)

the first half of the 1940s was, of course, dominated by world war two. just as with world war one, more women were involved in the war effort, and those who weren't often took the jobs dominated by men. icons such as rosie the riveter propagated a sort of idealized "tough girl" image, with her denim coveralls and clenched fists – yet red lips, defined lashes, and thin brows. she was just masculine enough to fit the mold of serving one's country, and still feminine enough for the general public to accept. once again, fabric rationing led to certain garments and styles being reused and revamped. some designers, like claire mccardell, worked within the confines of wool and silk rationing to create clothing made of denim and jersey knits. "ready-to-wear" clothing was becoming more popular, especially in the united states, allowing fashion trends to spread faster and further than before. at the end of the decade, christian dior debuted his "new look", which would set the stage for the iconic mid-century silhouette: cinched waists (thanks a lot, dior...), full skirts, and round shoulders. this "new look" emphasized the stereotypical ideal of femininity and ruled post-war fashion.

okay, maybe the tangent about claire mccardell wasn't that important, but i did just see a museum exhibit about her, so i wanted to include it.

(ps. i know 1942 isnt entirely accurate but it was a fit of inspiration, and it takes like 20 minutes to get my game open so i was not willing to exit when i already had two looks done)

1800’s/ 1900-1909 / 1910-1919 / 1920-1929 / 1930-1939

cc links under the cut!

see my resources page for genetics

oakley : candycottonchu's vintage waves / gilded-ghosts' big heat beret / bustedpixels' fifth avenue fashion top conversion / gilded-ghosts' victory skirt / base game gloves / historysims4's stretching nylon socks / waxesnostalgic's cuban heel mary janes

océane : javitrulovesims' clayified wings hair / gilded-ghosts' dizzy dame hat / needleworkreve's rita eyeshadow + betty lipstick / mochadonuts' ruthienne dress / blueraptorsden’s vintage stockings / historysims4's uptowner heels

odelie : strangerville hat + jacket / seasons gloves / gilded-ghosts' sleuthhound slacks / base game boots

ollie : javitrulovesims' clayified wings hair / cottage living hat / needleworkreve's rita eyeshadow + betty lipstick / sentate's 1949 grace necklace / satterlly's retro anna dress / historysims4's stretching nylon socks / waxesnostalgic's cuban heel mary janes

onyx : joshseoh's blaire hair conversion / gilded-ghosts' big sleep dress / base game saddle shoes

ophelia : twentiethcenturysims' dorothy hair / base game pearls / twentiethcenturysims' french hen outfit / historysims4's stretching nylon socks / jius-sims' mary jane pumps #2

orlando : gilded-ghosts' wartime waves and bows / lordreboot's catherine jumpsuit

osannah : gilded-ghosts' noir or never hair / paranormal hat / needleworkreve's rita eyeshadow + betty lipstick / sentate's 1949 dior bar jacket / blueraptorsden’s vintage stockings / waxesnostalgic's cuban heel mary janes

ottoline : gilded-ghosts' swingin siren bun + dizzy dame hat / needleworkreve's rita eyeshadow + betty lipstick / simsbrush's 1940's winter coat / plumbjam’s wool leggings / simtone’s oxford heels

owen : tekri's betty jo hair / needleworkreve's rita eyeshadow + betty lipstick / simplesimmer's emilee dress long v2 / plumbjam’s wool leggings / waxesnostalgic's cuban heel mary janes

thank you to @candycottonchu @gilded-ghosts @bustedpixels @historysims4 @waxesnostalgic @javitrulovesims @needleworkreve @mochadonuts @blueraptorsden @sentate @satterlly @joshseoh @twentiethcenturysims @jius-sims @lordreboot @simsbrush @simtone @tekri and @blogsimplesimmer !!

[odk-2]

Bettie on the Bow Bettie Page on board, on the bow, on Biscayne Bay by Bunny Yeager 1954

[bettie-may-page]

Bettie On A Boat

[brookstonalmanac]

Birthdays 7.29

Beer Birthdays

Max Schwarz (1863)

Garrett Oliver (1962)

Five Favorite Birthdays

Ken Burns; documentary filmmaker (1953)

Geddy Lee; rock bassist, singer (1953)

William Powell; actor (1892)

Dave Stevens; artist, cartoonist, illustrator (1955)

Wil Wheaton; actor, blogger (1972)

Famous Birthdays

Afroman; rapper (1974)

Jean-Hugues Anglade; French actor and director (1955)

Doug Ashdown; Australian singer-songwriter (1942)

Porfirio Barba-Jacob; Colombian poet and author (1883)

Melvin Belli; attorney (1907)

Clara Bow; actor (1905)

Danger Mouse; cartoon character (1977)

Don Carter; bowler (1926)

John Clarke; New Zealand-Australian comedian and actor (1948)

Edgar Cortright; scientist and engineer (1923)

Professor Irwin Corey; comedian, actor (1914)

Sharon Creech; author (1945)

Simon Dach; German poet (1605)

Alex de Tocqueville; French writer, historian, political scientist (1805)

Stephen Dorff; actor (1973)

Neal Doughty; keyboard player (1946)

Leslie Easterbrook; actress (1949)

Richard Egan; actor (1921)

Adele Griffin; author (1970)

Tim Gunn; fashion consultant, television host (1953)

Dag Hammarskjold; Swedish diplomat (1905)

Betty Harris; chemist (1940)

Jenny Holzer; painter, author, and dancer (1950)

Robert Horton; actor (1924)

Isabel; Brazilian princess (1846)

Peter Jennings; television journalist (1938)

Eyvind Johnson; Swedish novelist (1900)

Joe Johnson; English snooker player (1952)

Diane Keen; English actress (1946)

Eric Alfred Knudsen; author (1872)

Harold W. Kuhn; mathematician (1925)

Stanley Kunitz; poet (1905)

Don Marquis; cartoonist, writer (1878)

Jim Marshall; guitar amplifier maker (1923)

Martina McBride; country singer (1966)

Daniel McFadden; economist (1937)

Frank McGuinness; Irish poet and playwright (1953)

Goenawan Mohamad; Indonesian poet and playwright (1941)

Harry Mulisch; Dutch author, poet (1927)

Benito Mussolini; Italian journalist and politician (1883)

Gale Page; actress (1910)

Alexandra Paul; actor (1963)

Dean Pitchford; actor and director (1951)

Isidor Isaac Rabi; physicist (1898)

Don Redman; composer (1900)

Sigmund Romberg; Hungarian-American composer (1887)

Mahasi Sayadaw; Burmese monk and philosopher (1904)

Patti Scialfa; musician (1954)

Mary Lee Settle; novelist (1918)

Tony Sirico; actor (1942)

Randy Sparks; folk singer-songwriter (1933)

John Sykes; English singer-songwriter and guitarist (1959)

Booth Tarkington; writer (1869)

David Taylor; English snooker player (1943)

Paul Taylor; dancer (1930)

Mikis Theodorakis; Greek composer (1925)

Didier Van Cauwelaert; French author (1960)

David Warner; English actor (1941)

Woody Weatherman; guitarist (1965)

Vladimir K. Zworykin, Russian-American engineer and inventor (1888)

[mythicalcoolkid]

[ID: a 5-page art pop style comic watermarked with X and Instagram handle mild_goth and Tumblr username mild-goth-sauce.

Page 1: a pink drag queen says "so you think you know drag?"

Page 2: OP's drag persona, Salem Hyde, says "so, you think you know what drag is?" Drag queen Kim Chi is encircled with the words "do you think drag is colorful makeup?" Drag queen Laganja Estranja has the words "doing a dip?" A text box reads "a gay man cross-dressing as a woman?" A TV screen shows drag queen Rupaul saying "if you're not wearing high fashion, tucked for the gods, wearing hip pads & big hair then you're not doing drag honey!" Salem Hyde says "well, I hate to burst your bubble - but you're wrong!"

Page 3: text reads "drag is an artform! It's queer performance art that allows individuals in the community to experiment with gender roles & presentation." Drag queens Chi Chi DeVayne, Thorgy Thor, Derrick Barry, Bob the Drag Queen, Naysha Lopez, and Acid Betty dance together as Thorgy Thor sings "art, art, art - boom! Shack-ack ka-kack ka-kack art! Did somebody mention art?" Drag queen Sasha Velour says "radical. Magical. Liberal art. Gender is a construct, tear it apart!" Drag queen Chad Michaels, dressed as Cher, has the words "it's emulating idols they relate to." A person inspired by drag performer Melancholy (sometimes) sobs dramatically alongside the words "it's an artistic outlet to express themself." Drag queens Brook Lynn Hytes and Silky Nutmeg Ganache perform wildly with the text "it's to entertain & be a source of joy in the community."

Page 4: text reads "drag can come in many different forms". Below:

A person with blonde hair and a pink outfit says "drag queen!"

A person inspired by drag king Landon Cider says "drag king!"

A person in a teal and orange outfit says "drag performer!"

A person in a pink and black outfit with huge spikes says "drag creature!"

Salem Hyde says "drag is for all gender identities, some people even discover themselves through drag!" Below are four performers with arrows labeling them with identities

Salem Hyde: trans man

Drag performer Gottmik: trans man

Drag queen Peppermint: trans woman

Drag queen Creme Fatale: cis woman

Large text reads "drag can be..."

Page 5: fourteen boxes of drag performers

One leans back and says "fashion!"

One wears an oversized coat and bow tie and says "camp!"

One reenacts Hamlet with a skull and says "theatrical!"

One inspired by HoSo Terra Toma wears ghoulish special effects makeup and says "spooky!"

One inspired by Miss Ava Cado holds a microphone and says "singing!"

One wears a sweater covered in puff balls and says "crafty!"

One dances and says "dancing!"

Divine the Drag Queen from the movie Pink Flamingos holds a gun and says "political!"

Drag queen Meatball says "funny!"

One inspired by Violet Chachki poses in black leather and says "burlesque!"

One with bug eyes and antennae says "weird!"

One inspired by Rose Nylon wears a long spiked collar and says "abstract!"

One inspired by Melancholy (sometimes) poses dramatically and says "emotional!"

One in an 80s punk rocker outfit says "rebellious!"

A final panel says "but most of all... drag should be fun!"

End ID]

An informational comic I drew last year for my Comics 2 class, reposting it to my new account (had to jump ship from the old one unfortunately) with some minor grammar changes and learned my lesson in adding watermarks! Happy early pride :)