#March 6

[humanoidhistory]

Apollo 9 astronaut Rusty Schweickart walks in space, March 6, 1969.

[newyorkthegoldenage]

A young woman working a doughnut machine at a shop in Times Square, March 6, 1945.

Photo: Bob Leavitt for Look magazine via MCNY

[hellokittyisangel]

[respect-the-kitty]

[tswiftupdatess]

Travis Kelce on visiting the Sydney Zoo with Taylor and getting tracked:

“There were full on helicopters just flying around. They helicoptered us.. Well not us, Taylor. This is all because Taylor is the biggest and the best thing possible.”

[chic-a-gigot]

La Mode nationale, no. 9, 6 mars 1897, Paris. No. 14. — Toilettes d'intérieur et de visites. Bibliothèque nationale de France

(1) Costume de visites en lainage vert amande. Corsage plat, orné sur le côté par un large galon ouvragé descendant jusqu'au bas de la jupe, même galon sur le dos, forme princesse; sur le corsage, grand col de guipure de Bruges, col montant en galon avec ruche au-dessus; manches Empire. Jupe princesse, ornée de galons. Chapeau rond en feutre noir garni par une draperie de satin, montante, du milieu de laquelle s'échappe une plume d'autruche en aigrette.

(1) Visiting suit in almond green wool. Flat bodice, decorated on the side with a large ornate braid going down to the bottom of the skirt, same braid on the back, princess shape; on the bodice, large Bruges guipure collar, high braid collar with ruffle above; Empire sleeves. Princess skirt, decorated with braids. Round black felt hat trimmed with a rising satin drapery, from the middle of which escapes an egret-shaped ostrich feather.

Métrage: 9 mètres lainage grande largeur.

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(2) Toilette de satin bleu pâle Liberty. Corsage bouillonné recouvert par une dentelle blanche pailletée, avec nœuds de satin à l'ouverture et sur les épaules; manches Empire, ceinture de satin; jupe boutonnée sur le côté, tout unie et plissée derrière.

(2) Liberty pale blue satin toilet. Bubbled bodice covered with glittery white lace, with satin bows at the opening and on the shoulders; Empire sleeves, satin sash; skirt buttoned on the side, all plain and pleated behind.

Métrage: 15 mètres satin Liberty bleu pâle.

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(3) Toilette d'intérieur. Corsage formé d'entre-deux de valenciennes et de chantilly noir, mis sous ceinture rose; col semblable avec ruche au-dessus; manches Empire formées d'entre-deux; transparent de taffetas rose sous le corsage. Jupe de velours noir forme nouvelle.

(3) House dress. Bodice made of valenciennes and black whipped cream, placed under a pink belt; similar collar with ruffle above; Empire sleeves formed from in-between; transparent pink taffeta under the bodice. New shape black velvet skirt.

Métrage: 10 mètres velours noir.

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(4) Toilette d'intérieur en faille bleu bluet. Corsage plat recouvert par un boléro en broderie de jais garni par un volant plissé et coquillé en mousseline de soie rose; manches petit ballon retenues par un nœud semblable, col montant avec nœuds de velours derrière. Jupe princesse remontant devant en pointe sur la poitrine.

(4) House dress in bluet blue faille. Flat bodice covered by a jet embroidery bolero trimmed with a pleated and shell ruffle in pink silk chiffon; small balloon sleeves held in place with a similar knot, high collar with velvet bows behind. Princess skirt rising in front to a point on the chest.

Métrage: 13 mètres faille bleu bluet.

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(5) Toilette de visites. Corsage en mousseline de soie noire plissée, sur transparent vieil or sous empiècement de soie brochée vieil or avec petit volant en mousseline; bretelles semblables, col de satin noir, ruche de mousseline. Manches Empire avec jockeys de soie brochée. Jupe de satin noir unie. Toque de satin vieil or, composée d'un fond mou et de choux faisant la passe, et surmontés par une grande plume et une aigrette.

(5) Visiting ensemble. Bodice in pleated black chiffon, on transparent old gold under yoke of old gold brocaded silk with small chiffon ruffle; similar straps, black satin collar, muslin ruffle. Empire sleeves with brocade silk jockeys. Plain black satin skirt. Old gold satin hat, composed of a soft background and cabbages making the pass, and topped by a large feather and an egret.

Métrage: 10 mètres satin noir.

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(6) Toilette d'intérieur (jeune fille). Corsage de mousseline en soie paille plissée. Boléro en lainage vert grenouille brodé en galon à plat et faisant grand col. Jupe tout unie avec galon sur les côtés, manches Empire.

(6) House dress for a young girl. Pleated straw silk chiffon bodice. Frog green wool bolero embroidered in flat braid and making a large collar. Plain skirt with braid on the sides, Empire sleeves.

Métrage: 9 mètres lainage grande largeur.

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(7) Toilette de visites. Corsages cuirasse en satin blanc recouvert d'applications blanches; sur le côté, volant coquillé en application en point d'Angleterre, manches Empire en velours gris souris, jupe semblable. Toque de velours gris souris composée de coques doubles sur le devant, fond mou et double oiseau de Paradis en dessus.

(7) Visiting ensemble. Plastron bodices in white satin covered with white applications; on the side, shell flounce in English point appliqué, Empire sleeves in mouse gray velvet, similar skirt. Mouse gray velvet hat made of double shells on the front, soft bottom and double bird of paradise on top.

Métrage: 12 mètres velours gris souris.

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(8) Toilette d'intérieur en lainage, genre tailleur. Corsage-veste en tissu à carreaux beige et marron; grands revers de drap beige, boutonnés sur des jockeys semblables encadrant un gilet brodé en appliques, col drape montant, jupe unie plissée derrière.

(8) House dress in wool, tailor-made. Corsage-jacket in beige and brown checked fabric; large lapels of beige cloth, buttoned on similar jockeys framing an embroidered applique vest, high draped collar, plain pleated skirt behind.

Métrage: 9 mètres lainage beige grande largeur.

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(9) Toilettes de promenade. Robe princesse en drap satin suède, corsage croisé à la taille, revers de drap blanc entourés de velours dalhia, encadrant une chemisette brodée, col montant rabattu, manches Empire, jupe plissée derrière avec bas garni par un feston de drap blanc. Petite toque de satin bleu formée par une passe bouillonnée, et grande aigrette sur le devant.

(9) Walking ensembles. Princess dress in suede satin cloth, crossed bodice at the waist, white cloth lapels surrounded by dalhia velvet, framing an embroidered shirt, turn-down high collar, Empire sleeves, pleated skirt behind with hem trimmed with a white cloth festoon. Small blue satin hat formed by a bubbled pass, and large egret on the front.

Métrage: 7 mètres drap satin.

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(10) Toilette de fillette en lainage bleu pervenche. Corsage bretelle ouvert sur un empiècement brodé en drap paille, ruche autour du cou; manches Empire, petits velours bleu foncé sur les hauts poignets, ceinture drapée, jupe courte avec broderie dans le bas.

(10) Little girl's toilet in periwinkle blue wool. Strap bodice open to an embroidered straw cloth yoke, ruffle around the neck; Empire sleeves, small dark blue velvet on the high cuffs, draped belt, short skirt with embroidery at the bottom.

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(11) Toilette d'intérieur en satin aubergine. Corsage cuirasse, avec col montant et ruche au-dessus; sur le corsage, trois rangs de guipure blanche coquillée jusqu'à la taille. Même guipure sue les épaules; ceinture de satin paille, nouée en longs pans sur le côté; manches Empire, jupe unie plissée derrière.

(11) House dress in aubergine satin. Breastplate bodice, with stand-up collar and ruffle above; on the bodice, three rows of white shell guipure up to the waist. Even guipure sweats on the shoulders; straw satin belt, tied in long sections on the side; Empire sleeves, plain pleated skirt behind.

Métrage: 14 mètres satin aubergine.

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(12) Toilette d'intérieur en lainage orange. Corsage court, mis sous ceinture de soie orange et verte, grands revers et draperies au-dessus, en soie verte encadrant un plastron rayé orange et vert, et retenu par un nœud sur le devant, ruche de dentelle autour du cou, manches Empire; jupe plissée derrière, tout unie et cerclée dans le bas par vingt-cinq petits galons de laine noire.

(12) House dress in orange wool. Short bodice, placed under an orange and green silk belt, large lapels and draperies above, in green silk framing an orange and green striped bib, and held by a knot on the front, lace ruffle around the neck, Empire sleeves; skirt pleated behind, all plain and circled at the bottom by twenty-five small braids of black wool.

Métrage: 9 mètres lainage grande largeur.

[happybirthday-unusannus]

Happy 4th Birthday to

“Middle School Science Experiment Teaches Us About Life and Death”

[lunat1cc]

It's my birthday today 😜

[beauclary]

WHO: Open to Anyone WHERE: Rosie's Diner WHEN: March 6th / a little after 6pm

To look at him now, it's almost difficult to imagine that there was a time when Beau Clary had the infectious sort of charisma that could engage an entire room. Hell, an entire stadium, at least once a week for a good chunk of the year for nearly all of his life. He's almost a shell of that man now ― at least in mind and spirit, if not in body. It's almost comical, actually, for someone so physically imposing to hold himself so small ; a hardened pebble in the sole of the Wexley, jammed into the grooves. Out of sight, out of mind. To his credit, he's done a commendable job at convincing himself he prefers it this way anymore.

But he's been lured out of the quiet lonely isolation of his apartment under a moral obligation to appease the kind hand that feeds and now ― now ― Beau stands in the middle of Rosie's Diner looking a bit like a deer in headlights. He feels a bit foolish, really ― it's not as if he doesn't know these people, even if he doesn't really know them, but he feels awkward and bumbling, like a perfect stranger stumbling into a family reunion. In spite of the fact that he doesn't really know where to go, he feels inclined to get out of the way, so he locks his gaze on the nearest empty chair and quickly makes his way over.

Looking up a bit sheepishly once he's seated, Beau clears his throat. ❝ Hi. Oh, hell, Ihis, um ― I'm sorry, this seat weren't taken, were it? ❞

[lulublack90]

Prompt 6 - Scent

@jegulus-microfic March 6 Word count 886

Previous part First part

Regulus pulled his sleeve up to reveal the snake and skull tattoo wriggling sickly on his skin. 

“This has to be a coincidence. Right? He can’t possibly know.” Evan looked to Regulus. 

“I don’t know. We need to get to him fast, though.”

They raced out of the tunnel and up to Dumbledore’s office. Dumbledore had opened the floo network for them so they could get back to Rosier House after they had finished what they were doing. 

He appeared out of a side door and asked for a debrief. Evan and Barty shuffled uncomfortably. They hadn’t actually seen Dumbledore yet since they’d joined Regulus. 

“Evan, Barty and I have been summoned. We will have to debrief later.” Regulus told Dumbledore before stepping towards the fireplace. 

“We’ll stay.” James offered. 

“So will we,” Pandora said, stepping forward. “That way, I can tell those three what was said.” This was acceptable to all parties, so Regulus smiled sadly at his brother and kissed James quickly before he disappeared into the emerald flames.

They checked each over quickly, especially Regulus, as any sign of blood would be a dead giveaway. They arrived barely half an hour after they had been summoned. Regulus glanced around. They weren’t even the last ones to arrive. 

Evans's father came storming over when he spotted them.

“Why has it taken you so long to arrive? I have been asked where you were.” Regulus watched as Evan shrunk under his father’s glare. Barty’s jaw tensed as he held back what he wanted to say to Rosier Sr. There were very few people that Barty was careful around, and Evan’s father was one of them. 

“Sorry, Father, we were gathering potion supplies with Regulus, but it was in an anti-apparition charm on the area.”

“And it took you half an hour to get here?” Evan’s Father sneered. Regulus moved to Evan’s side. 

“Sorry, Mr Rosier, that was my fault. I travelled a bit further in than we had originally planned, and we got rather muddy in our search for the ingredients I required. So we returned to your beautiful home to make ourselves presentable before we arrived.” Mr Rosier smiled a sickly smile at Regulus and bowed his head slightly to him. 

“My apologies, Lord Black. If I had known Evan was with you, I would have said take all the time you need.”

“Thank you, Mr Rosier. Next time, we will endeavour to arrive in a more timely manner.” Regulus replied. 

The wolves arrived after that, making a lot of noise and disturbing the quiet chatter of the Death Eaters. Remus broke away from the others after asking permission from whichever wolf was in charge of them. 

Regulus heard one of them say. 

“Sure, Lupin, you can go play with your little friends, but remember, when we say come, you obey.” Remus had dipped his head in submission before he limped over to Regulus. 

Regulus looked him over. He was so bony. 

“Hi,” He smiled at them, happy to see them. Barty reached up and pulled a twig from Remus’s hair. 

“Is forest chic in this year, Lupin?” He asked with a snicker. Remus shook his head but chuckled. It turned into a hacking cough that alarmed Regulus. 

“That doesn’t sound good, Lupin.” All Regulus could think of was how worried Sirius would be when he told him if he told him. 

Remus sniffed the air, his nose crinkling, as he inhaled a scent. 

“Regulus, why do you smell like blood?” He leaned closer, sniffing at Regulus to confirm he was correct. 

“I don’t know what you’re on about Lupin.” He shot a worried stare at Evan and Barty. Remus came closer. 

“Are you hurt or something?” 

“Thestral.” That was all Regulus said, and Remus stepped out of Regulus’s space and stopped asking questions.

Voldemort walked in, followed closely by Bellatrix, Rodolphus and Lucius. The room fell silent as they waited for him to start talking. 

“Welcome, my dear friends.” He began, opening his arms wide in greeting. “I hope that you are all well. I have called you all here tonight to tell you we have dealt a devastating blow to the Order. We have destroyed multiple drop zones for much-needed supplies.” Bellatrix began cackling and dancing about. Regulus rolled his eyes, unable to restrain himself. “I have also been informed that Sirius Black is still alive and well and has been hiding like the coward he is.” Regulus felt Remus stiffen at his side, and the few people who knew about his relationship with Sirius turned to stare at him, including Voldemort. 

Remus looked around at the eyes fixed on him and spat on the floor. 

“Please, master, let me kill him. Let me kill Sirius Black.” Bellatrix crooned in her scraping voice. She flung herself at Voldemort’s feet. “Please, My Lord.” Voldemort looked down at her with a sneer.

“Patience Bella. I am sure you will get you’re chance at him.” 

All Regulus could think was that someone had mucked up. Someone had told the spy that Sirius was alive because they’d been so careful with keeping him out of sight. Sirius always hid under James’s invisibility cloak if he left the safe house. Which meant someone had let it slip that Sirius was alive. And Regulus thought he knew who.    

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[newyorkthegoldenage]

Striking members of the International Ladies' Garment Workers Union (ILGWU) picket on 7th Avenue between 36th and 37th Streets, March 6, 1958. The strike, then in its second day, involved 105,000 workers in seven eastern states, 65,000 of them in the New York City area. The strike was the first in 25 years and union officials said it was "100 percent effective."

Photo: Associated Press via U Calif Irvine School of Social Sciences

[hellokittyisangel]

わたあめみたいにフワフワなアイツ！ハッピーバースデー☆

[allwaswell16]

[4 pics, 4 quotes, 4 iconic 1D fics]

Iconic Fics by... - FallingLikeThis - 1.

“Sure you can,” Liam argues. “I’m obviously ‘the jock’. You’re the nerd. Louis’ the delinquent. And Zayn, here, is the spoiled little princess.”

Louis is the only one not offended by Liam’s assessment, smiling widely at being called a delinquent. Liam’s not wrong there.

Harry, however, sinks even further into himself as Zayn leans over and slaps Liam hard on the back of the head.

2.

Harry tries to hide his new monstrosities from Louis when he gets home the following day but he’s too slow.

They’re red and he spies them right away, stealing them from Harry and slipping them onto his hands where he stares at them dubiously. “These are strange-looking mittens.”

Harry bites his lip and refrains from groaning. “That’s because they’re socks."

3.

“I mean, it would probably help to know that you actually want everything that goes along with being with a guy. If you can’t handle the machinery, it’s probably not for you, you know?”

Harry nods and appears to be steeling himself. Louis tenses, afraid that he knows what’s coming.

“Would you do it?”

“Do what?” Louis plays dumb.

Harry has to take another deep breath before he can say it.

“Will you help me figure out if I like it? Being with a boy?”

4.

He takes a step towards the door and they all see it coming but can’t do a thing as the bike decides it doesn’t like the angle it’s sitting at and crashes to the ground behind Harry. Harry winces at the sound as, on the other side of the parlor window, Niall snorts loudly, tears of laughter rolling down his cheeks.

Louis takes pity on Harry and goes outside to help him right his bike. Harry doesn’t say a word as they work and Louis figures he’s probably embarrassed. Louis would be.

Finally, they get the bike to stay and Harry looks grateful for a moment before he turns it into a leer.

- answers below -

1. Saturday Detention

Five boys with nothing in common end up together in Saturday detention. Maybe if they can get past their first impressions, they’ll realize they're not as different as they thought.

Or

The Breakfast Club Au that was dying to be written.

2. Gonna Dress You Up In My Love

Harry decides to take up knitting. He's horrible at it. Louis wears everything anyway.

3. Pillow Talk

When Harry starts having confusing feelings for a male classmate, his sister's best friend, Louis, helps him figure himself out. Cue lots of kissing, sex, and falling in love.

4. I Want Something that I Want

Louis Tomlinson hates bad boys.

Except he doesn't. And he really doesn't hate the one standing outside his new favorite tattoo parlor, giving him the once-over.

But he'll soon find out that his bad boy makes for a laughably poor specimen.

[tswiftupdatess]

8 years ago today, Taylor Swift and Calvin Harris celebrated their one-year anniversary with an interesting looking cake!

''1 year.. that was easy''

[musickickztoo]

Mary Wilson  

March 6, 1944 – February 8, 2021

[girlactionfigure]