#Creative Vanity

[rebeccablogs]

Alys Rivers Fan Board

[medicalunprofessional]

never change, man !

[honey-bri-books]

[artdecoandmodernist]

ART DECO OBJECTS From the Prince and Princess Sadruddin Aga Khan Collection. 

Vanity cases, powder compacts and cigarette boxes are the backdrop for refined decorative effects, executed on the miniature surfaces. To look at, these feminine accessories are veritable masterpieces of creativity, fantasy and technique. Made from gold or platinum, they are enriched with precious stones and gemstones, and covered in mother-of-pearl, enamel or lacquer. (x) 

The Myth of the East. CHINESE INFLUENCE: 

1) 1927 Cigarette Case by Cartier Paris.

2) 1928 Poppy Vanity Case by Janesich, Manufactured by Strauss, Allard and Meyer, Paris. 

3) 1930 Koi and Dragon Compact by Cartier Paris. 

4) 1927 Dragon and the Pearl Vanity Case by Cartier with mosaic by Vladimir Makovsky, Paris.

5) 1928 Mountain Landscape Vanity Case by Boucheron Paris. 

6) 1929 Vanity Case by Black, Starr and Frost Mosaic probably by Vladimir Makovsky. 

7) 1925 Panther Vanity Case by Cartier Paris.

[hanzajesthanza]

allowed myself the time to spend to write a scene because the fancy took me, ended up destroying my sleep schedule to write it, woke up at 4 pm just to realize it’s not good and i would need to redo it

[alexvnderblvck]

"Blue Dreams" by @alexvnderblvck

Feat. Megumi

[hippiebohostyle]

cozy, vintage-inspired room adorned with floral-patterned wallpaper and rustic wooden flooring. Feature a beautifully ornate vanity with intricate carvings and a central mirror, complemented by a colorful upholstered stool. Add potted plants on the windowsill and a decorative lantern nearby. Capture the essence of warmth and nostalgia.

[anonwyvern]

tumblr friends!

I’m looking for a dive in your creative minds. I’m currently in the process of refurbishing an antique vanity—it was left for free by a dumpster on fb marketplace and in ghastly condition. Right now I’m in the process of stripping the old paint before the sanding process, and I’m left stumped with the arms that hold the mirror up. There was no mirror that came with it, and I don’t want to necessarily throw it away, but I’m not looking to keep it as a vanity. It’ll be my new writing desk!

If anyone had any suggestions or ideas what could possibly replace the mirror portion, I’m open!

pic from the original ad of the desk I rescued below the cut. The arms attach to the backside of the desk, so I have ample surface space.

[zariasona]

DWC - Day 6 - Vanity/Feelings

"Minn'da, what are you doing?" The young girl asked her mother who sat upon her vanity mirror, brushing her long black hair. She reached up trying to grab the other large brush so she too could brush her own hair. "Zari, dear, You can't reach that! Here- Let me just-" Leandra laughed loudly, grabbing hold of Zaria and setting her upon the vanity. The giggling young girl beamed up at her mother finally reached for the brush and attempted to mimic her mother. "Men, dearest Zari, want a woman who appears perfect. So we must -never- slouch, slurp our food, lap up our drinks. We are to be the epitome of perfection in their eyes." Leandra said. "What is a pit-o-me?" Zariasona asked, trying her best to use the oversized brush to tend to her hair. Leandra laughed loudly at her attempted saying of the word. "In otherwords, We are to be the definition of perfection. We are to be perfect women in the eyes of men."

Zaria nodded up at her vigourously. "I can do that, Minn'da. I want to be just like you when I get big!" The mother nodded excitedly. "I know you will, dearest child. You, and your sisters, will grow up and become the -finest- women in Quel'thalas. You, and Sissy, and Kinnie. Men will fawn all over you, and I am sure you'll have to bat them off with sticks!" She was now howling in laughter. It wasn't long before the other two younger girls barreled into the room. "Minn'da!! Kinnie is hitting me again!!" Sisendra howled out. "I am not, Sissy! I was just trying to brush your hair!" Kinadra said. Leandra sighed deeply. "Girls, Girls! Calm down! Please don't be fighting! It's so unladylike!" In unison the girls spoke: "Yes Minn'da." Leandra nodded approvingly, setting Zaria back down upon the ground. "Tomorrow, Ladies, we'll learn some more about what it means to be of noble blood. More ettiquette, alright? We'll do tea." The three sisters jumped in joy, and freely offered their giggles. In sporadic moments, the girls uttered a final, "Thank you, Minn'da!"

@daily-writing-challenge

[artemlegere]

“Books are not about passing time. They’re about other lives. Other worlds. Far from wanting time to pass, one just wishes one had more of it.” ~ Alan Bennett

Creative Art • Between Petals and Pages • Thierry Lechanteur

[rebeccablogs]

Date Night With Aegon Targaryen,What Would You Wear To The Wine Room Quarters Date 🌹

The Wine Room Quarters Date 🌹 Hello Everyone and I am at it again with my characters style boards. I want your feedback,tell me which outfit would you choose for a date with Prince Aegon Targaryen from House of The Dragons,leave me a comment on which outfit you would wear here on my blog, Instagram or Tumblr. You are in your living room and there is knock on the front door, it’s Sir Christian…

[novlr]

📚 Let's explore publishing options!

There are three main routes to getting your book in front of readers; traditional publishing, self-publishing, and vanity presses. In today's Reading Room post, we'll weigh pros & cons to help you find your path.

[crmsnmth]

Trendy Hipsters

She clings to attention as if it's the air she breathes Nothing's going well, unless all eyes are on her The matriarchy is just has bad at the patriarchy it's still kings, queens and peasants And she's ready to night any horse she can ride That blades a bit too sharp for this

She plays the latest fashion craze as long as it's in black Got to look the role of that nineties punk pagan fashion Fishnets and rosaries, and a chant to the west How do you base your entire religion on a movie? She rides the trends like an express way Feed her the next line, let her get ahead of the pack That way she can tell everyone how great they were At least before they got big

She likes the taste of the bad boys the ones with anger problems and mommy issues the guys crying after a few shots of whiskey slip down She calls it clay, and begins to right her mold Her fingers mapping out the identity she seeks Every religion was a cult at some point and her followers watch her human sacrifice to the gods Destroy his personality using nothing but sexual organs

She knows how to make anyone love her Somehow always knowing exactly what to say As long as she's involved in the stories she shares As long as she can talk about herself As long as she can masturbate in vanity

You stole that line for American Horror Story. The season with all the witches,

[arlathen]

there is so much about me when taken out of context that makes me believe i was destined to be someone's favorite professor.

[alwayslcyal]

josh and ?? –- love for a shipping whore

[unravelingwires]

Vanity

Here’s the thing about preening: it’s always a little performative, and it’s always a little personal.

I love myself. I love the way my hands wrinkle when I curl my fingers. I love how my hair catches the light as I comb it back. I love the sound of my nails, the uneven click-click-lick of restless thought.

Arrogance is a folly, and selfishness is a scar, but vanity? Vanity is a girl arranging the ruffles of her dress, a woman smoothing color over her eyes. Vanity is spinning, arms out, skirt unfurling in perfect waves. Vanity is catching sight of your reflection and thinking, “oh.”

Every morning, I hang jewels from my ears and rub polish into my skin. I am a Shakespearean witch, eyes in the future and voice in the present. I am a goddess, great and terrible, with tree bark flesh and mountainous bones. I am my mother, and her mother, and hers, a lineage of work and ambition from a land unknown. Here is a woman’s world. Here is where I stand in it.

Vanity is an art. You look at yourself, at chapped lips and rough skin, and find perfection. You see your mirrored face and learn awe. You stand and become yourself.

So here’s the sin: a woman smooths silk over the steel in her eyes, in her shoulders, in the curve of her hip and the spike of her heel. Here’s the sin: she smiles.