#Philadelphia salon

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Man Up: The Untold Importance of Men's Self-Care

Cracking the code to male self-care: From manicures to pedicures, it’s time for guys to put their best foot forward. In a world where masculinity often shies away from the pampering spotlight, there’s an unspoken truth – self-care is not just for the ladies. Gentlemen, it’s time to embrace the art of grooming, starting from the tips of your fingers down to the soles of your feet. Today, we’re…

[wendybeautysalon]

Hair salon Philadelphia

Discover the Best Hair Salon in Philadelphia

Are you searching for a top-notch hair salon in Philadelphia that offers a variety of services, including affordable haircuts, stunning balayage, and expert hair coloring? Look no further than Wendy Beauty Salon, your go-to destination for all things hair and beauty!

Affordable Haircuts in Philadelphia

At Wendy Beauty Salon, we believe everyone deserves to look and feel their best without breaking the bank. Our skilled stylists provide affordable haircuts in Philadelphia that cater to your unique style and preferences. Whether you’re looking for a trendy trim, a bold new look, or something classic, our team is dedicated to delivering precision haircuts that enhance your natural beauty.

Best Salon for Balayage in Philadelphia

Balayage has taken the beauty world by storm, and for good reason! This popular highlighting technique creates a natural, sun-kissed look that’s perfect for any season. At Wendy Beauty Salon, we pride ourselves on being the best salon for balayage in Philadelphia. Our experienced color specialists use top-quality products and techniques to ensure your balayage looks flawless and lasts longer. Transform your hair with our tailored balayage services that highlight your features and complement your skin tone.

Philadelphia Hair Color Specialists

When it comes to hair color, experience matters. Our Philadelphia hair color specialists are trained in the latest techniques and trends, ensuring you receive a look that’s both modern and chic. Whether you're looking for a bold change or subtle enhancements, we offer a variety of coloring services, including full color, highlights, and color corrections. We use high-quality products that not only achieve stunning results but also keep your hair healthy and vibrant.

Hair Extensions in Philadelphia

Dreaming of longer, fuller hair? Our hair extension services in Philadelphia can help you achieve that gorgeous, voluminous look you’ve always wanted. We offer a range of high-quality extensions, including tape-in, micro-link, and clip-in options, allowing you to choose what suits your lifestyle best. Our skilled stylists will work with you to select the perfect shade and texture, ensuring a seamless blend with your natural hair.

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Men's Haircut in Philadelphia

Gentlemen, we haven’t forgotten about you! Wendy Beauty Salon offers expert men’s haircuts in Philadelphia, designed to keep you looking sharp and stylish. Our skilled barbers understand the latest trends in men’s grooming and can help you find a look that suits your personality and lifestyle. Whether you prefer a classic cut or something more contemporary, our team is here to ensure you leave looking your best.

Find a Salon Near Me in Philadelphia

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Healthy hair starts with proper care. We provide a range of treatment services for hair, including deep conditioning and repair treatments that restore moisture and shine. Our experts can recommend the best treatments tailored to your hair type, ensuring it stays vibrant and healthy.

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Nail design | Katrina beauty bar | Nail salon Philadelphia , PA 19126

A manicure is a great way to relax and treat yourself. There’s nothing quite like a manicure that leaves you feeling relaxed and put together at the same time. We are devoted to serving our clients in an environment that provides warmth and the very best intentions for their experience.

If you are seeking a beauty salon that helps you to rejuvenate your beauty, Katrina Beauty Bar is the ideal destination! Located conveniently in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania 19126,

[janeyseymour]

La Cosa Nostra- pt 1

*clears throat* ...hi. i present to you, the first part of the fic that @schemmentis are co-writing. and damn, if i do say so myself.

Summary: You're a part of the mob. Melissa is a part of the mafia. Together... it makes for an interesting life.

Let us know what you think because we are having an absolute BLAST with this!

WC: ~3k

You really don’t know how you ended up in this position. 

One day, you were working at the local hair salon, the next, you learned that your boss was tied up in the mafia and needed some help getting out. Luckily for him; you already had contacts. Just not on the side he was with. Which means you couldn’t entirely get him out of trouble but you could help. And you did. You had called your “Uncle'' Joe for a favor. A big one. Taking the loans of your boss at the hair salon off the Italian’s books and claiming them to the Irish instead. At least then, you knew exactly who needed to be spoken to for the loans and what was owed. And that’s how you met Melissa Schemmenti.

Melissa had been sent on behalf of the Italian’s. To negotiate taking the salon’s books. She hadn’t given it up easily. The only saving grace was the fact that the Irish taking the books meant the Italians didn’t have a problem to worry about anymore. It was hard not to want to agree from the Italian side of it. They had nothing to lose. And you were indebting yourself a great deal to your own “family” by taking it on. Except you knew you could turn a profit if you were given the chance. You argued with the red-head spokeswoman tooth and nail, like your life depended on it. Yours didn’t, not yet. Your boss’ life did, though. 

When Melissa finally agreed to turn over the books, she’d shaken your hand with an all too satisfied smile. One that you hadn’t forgotten since. You went around everyone in your extended “family” to ask her out. You half expected her to cuss you out and make it extremely well known you had tried. Instead, she’d said yes and told you to pick her up at six.

Fast forward seven years: you now own the hair salon, that red headed woman is your wife, and you have two beautiful little girls together. Everything is great- you would even dare to say perfect. Your front is working perfectly while still being one of the best hair salons in all of Philadelphia, your wife’s restaurant has taken off and she’s been named one of the most up and coming restauranteurs in the city, and your two children are well on their way to blossoming into two of the smartest kindergarteners you know.

The day your daughters were born is second only to the day you married Melissa in the happiest day of your life. Deciding to start a family as soon as possible, you began to lay down the foundations for a family. It had been decided that you would carry while attempting to find a donor that was as similar to your wife as possible. 

The two of you had tried a few times before and hadn’t managed to get pregnant. The day that you went in to take a test and the doctor told you that were indeed pregnant was one that you’ll never forget- Melissa jumping out of her seat and tackling you in a hug, her hand already resting gently on your flat stomach. And when you found out that you were blessed enough to be pregnant with twins, Melissa had gripped your hand, making a cross over her chest with the other. She thanked God for blessing you with two; she thanked you for carrying them since she couldn’t imagine being the one to. 

Having you carry was risky though, and it never left either of your minds through the entire pregnancy that you were technically on the forefront of this illegal business that you found yourself a part of now. But you were able to make it through your entire pregnancy without a hair on your head touched (you’re fairly certain Melissa had threatened both sides that if you were even looked at the wrong way they would be taken care of). 

Melissa, even five years later, is positive you were only flattering her when you had requested to name one of your girls in honor of her. She was the love of your life, after all, you had argued. Caterina Ann had been born first, and two minutes later her sister followed. Melissa named her Rosalina Marie. Gifting one of her sister’s middle names despite their estrangement. When the two of them did finally reconcile and Kristen Marie met your rays of sunshine, she wept at their names.

And then, it all comes crashing down on you. You’re out with your wife to pick up the girls from their day at school when your phone rings- and not your personal phone: the phone that you use specifically for your business.

“Hello?” you answer softly.

“Y/N,” the manager on call replies. “We have a bit of a problem over at the salon.”

“You can handle it,” you roll your eyes. “I’m out getting ready to pick up the girls.”

“They ain’t takin’ no for an answer,” he says lowly. “Insisting you come speak to them directly.”

You hazard a glance at your wife, who is looking at you with furrowed brows. “Let me pick the girls up, drop the family at home, and then I’ll be in.”

“Make it quick.”

“Don’t speak to me like that,” you reprimand your employee. “Don't forget I can fire your ass.”

“All I’m sayin’ is, if you don’t get down here sooner rather than later, there’s gonna be a much bigger problem on our hands than we have now.” He hangs up.

You stuff your phone in your pocket, look up at the sky, and audibly ask the question, “Why?” All you wanted to do was pick up the girls and have a nice family night. You’d finally been able to take the day off after almost a month of straight work. Now though, that was being taken away from you, and you couldn’t even get a clear answer as to why.

“Why what?” your wife asks you, clearly concerned.

“After we get Cat and Rosie, I have to head down to the salon,” you huff. “Tony called and said someone is down there specifically asking for me over some sort of problem. So, I’m either giving out a ridiculous credit or I’m dealing with...” you trail off, knowing she’ll understand.

Melissa squeezes your hand. “Go. I can handle ‘em. Just... please be back for bedtime, because then I have to head to the restaurant to prep for tomorrow."

“I’ll do what I can,” you promise her. You peck her lips, and you turn in the direction of your business wondering what the hell you’ll be walking into.

You walk in through the staff entrance of the salon, swiftly ducking into the back office before anyone up front can notice. You dig through desk drawers and the small filing cabinet in the corner. You quickly slip one binder, the ledger of the illegal side of the business into the space between your belt and back before you tuck your blazer coat back over it. You grip the other binder you’d grabbed, the legal ledger, as you step back out of the office and towards the front.

“Tony,” You greet your manager with a big smile. Your eyes flashing your annoyance at him. “Who do we have here?” You quickly turn your attention to the two individuals standing in front of Tony. You hold your hand out to shake. 

Instead of a handshake, a badge is flashed from each of the suits now focusing on you. “Agent Danik, and this Agent Shaw, FBI. You own this establishment?”

“I do.” You confirm. “What can I help you with?”

“We have reason to believe this salon is laundering money. We’d like to ask you a few questions,” Danik tells you lowly.

“I’d be happy to answer what I can.” You say, attempting to seem cooperative. You know it won’t help you to dig your heels in. “But I can’t imagine where you’d get the idea of money laundering. I’ve owned this salon for almost a decade.”

“And you bought it from Bobby Esposito, is that right?” Shaw asks, brow raised.

“That’s right,” you tell them honestly. “I worked for Bobby for a few years before that; managing the office and schedules. All that.” What you’re saying is true- for years you had sent out schedules, managed different finances, and became the best stylist your business has to offer.

“Were you aware Bobby was murdered a few years ago?”

You blink. You did know. It would be next to impossible for you not to know. “Uncle” Joey had ordered the hit on Bobby and informed you about it so you wouldn't be surprised. Now, you make an effort to look shocked. “Bobby? Murdered?” You echo, your brow furrowing. “Why would somebody do somethin’ like that? Bobby’s just…an old man by now.”

The agents’ faces don’t change. You feel a shot of ice down your spine at the thought they don’t believe you. “We were hoping you might have an idea about that. The PPD has been kind enough to lend us a room. You mind coming down to the station with us, have a chat about all this?”

“I don’t mind.” You answer as calmly as you can. “But I have two little girls waiting for me at home. I promised them a bedtime story and all, you know how it is. Couldn’t I meet you down there tomorrow?”

“I know how it is.” Agent Shaw answers with a sigh. “I have a little girl myself. Unfortunately, you’re gonna have to miss the stories tonight.” He does seem a bit regretful at the knowledge of you having children, but it doesn’t change the fact that they need you down at the station tonight.

You curse in your mind. Not only are your girls going to be disappointed; so is your wife. Not to mention the binder you’re still hiding that is definitely going to be noticed at some point.

“Right…” You murmur, glancing away from the agents. “Tony, call Mel for me, won’t you? Let her know I’m gonna be late tonight.” You say before starting to follow the agents out. “Oh,” You say, pretending to remember something. You glance over your shoulder. “And tell her to take that ziti of hers off the menu, huh?” You pretend it disgusts you to even think about it. It’s something you’d never dream of saying seriously. Which is why you say it now. When Melissa hears you said to pass that along, she’ll know something is wrong. Very wrong.

As you make your way out of your business and are escorted to one of the cars out front, Tony practically shits himself inside. He knows what’s happening, and he does not want to be the one to have to relay this information to your wife. Still though, an order from the boss is an order from the boss. He calls her cell phone on his own.

“Hello?” she answers as she juggles making dinner, assisting the girls with their reading, and making a list of things she needs to purchase for her own business tomorrow.

“Melissa? It’s Tony,” your manager sighs into the phone. “Don’t shoot the messenger when I tell you this, but Y/N ain’t gonna be home for bedtime stories tonight.”

Your wife nearly fumes. “What do you mean she isn’t gonna be... yeah, Rosie, that says ‘think’, good job sweetheart... What do you mean she isn’t gonna be home tonight?”

“She’s handling her business,” Tony states. “And you need to handle yours. Y/N said to take your ziti off the menu- it’s lacking.” And then he hangs up.

Almost immediately, the redhead knows something is wrong. That anger that had been there just a few seconds ago disappears in a flash- you’re in trouble somehow. You would never, ever tell her that her ziti is lacking. It’s your favorite dish of hers, and has been- it was the first dish that she ever made for you and had secured a place for her in your heart. It was the dish that you insisted be at your wedding because you knew that it would only make the one of the happiest days of your life even better. 

She knows she has to call her manager and let her know that she won't be in until late tonight, if at all. The restaurateur is able to relay this information, along with the ingredients that she’s managed to put on a list to go shopping for, before turning her attention back to your girls and the meal that’s being made.

Once dinner is on the table, Cat and Rosie chat your wife’s ear off about their days- and while she would usually listen avidly, her mind wanders to you and what you could be dealing with right now.

“Mommy?” Rosie waves a hand in front of her mother’s eyes.

Melissa blinks a few times. “Sorry, baby. Mommy’s a little distracted thinking about the restaurant right now. What were you saying?”

She makes an active attempt to stay as engaged with the girls as possible. And they’re fine, up until bedtime. They know you’re supposed to be home by now; you had promised them that you would be home for a family night and to read them a story like you haven't been able to for a bit now.

“Mam is running late,” Melissa tells them regretfully. “But I’m sure she’ll read you a story another time, so can you please just let Mommy read and get to sleep? You have school tomorrow.”

That throws both of your girls into absolute conniption fits, and your wife can only get them to settle with her in the bed that the two of you share, each of them clinging to one of your pillows. The woman who so desperately needs to attend to her own business sighs as she settles into the middle of the bed, one of your twins on either side of her, and prays that you’re okay.

You rub your eyes as you sigh. Both Agent Shaw and Agent Dinek are sat across from you at the small table. The small interrogation room feels even smaller than it did when you entered. It’s warm with its lack of windows. It takes a good portion of your concentration every few minutes to remember you can’t remove your blazer despite the Agents having removed their’s a long time ago.

“For the fifteenth time,” You grit out between your teeth. Your hand falling away from your eyes to thunk onto the metal table. “I have no idea who would wanna hurt Bobby. He was a nice enough boss even if he was clueless about how to balance his accounting. I didn’t wanna hurt Bobby. I bought the salon from him years ago, which would have been the only thing he’d have that I’d want anyway.”

“Y/N, you know that just telling us the truth would get you out of here a lot faster.” Agent Dinek says. She doesn’t lean forward or uncross her arms that are over her chest as she looks at you. She looks bored now.

Your hand on the table curls into a fist. You’ve let the interrogation go on this long, hoping it would just be a few questions you could bat off. A couple answers and then home. Now, it’s nearing three in the morning and you’re still sitting in the uncomfortable chair. The agents are still staring at you from their seats next to the door. You swear the thermostat has risen a couple times since you’ve been here.

This, being in an interrogation room at the PPD with FBI agents, is dangerous. Asking for your lawyer is even more dangerous. If you have to resort to that; you’re well and truly fucked. In the few times you’d been in interrogation rooms, you’d only had to answer a few questions, clear up a timeline. That was it. Those moments though were never with the FBI. 

They had only been with the PPD. Police officers you were more than familiar with. People from your neighborhood. People who knew you. People that came to the salon or your wife’s restaurant. A small handful on the force know exactly who you are and what your business really is. Those people though are in the families pockets. Irish or Italian, or both. Paid for their information their unique positions give them access to. 

Agent Shaw and Agent Dinek aren’t in anyone’s pocket. They seem to know exactly who is, at least on the streets, though. They’ve brought up plenty of names you’re overly familiar with over the last twelve hours or so. Triple checking how you know them, and how well you know them.

You’re reaching your limit. If you don’t ask to speak with your lawyer, force the “interview” to end, your only other option is to come clean. You think about emerald green eyes. The eyes you fell in love with practically the first time you looked into them. You think about little faces that look like little minis of your wife even though she claims they look more like you. If you come clean it isn’t just you paying for this. Nevermind the people beneath you and the rest of the families. 

What kills you to picture is your wife and your daughters paying for it. You don’t really care what happens to the Irish or the Italians at this moment. The entirety of Cosa Nostra could fall apart and you wouldn’t give a damn. If your wife or your girls are touched even the slightest, even just inconvenienced, you would raise hell. 

You slowly lean back in your chair, feeling the binder beneath your blazer press into your spine. “I’d like to speak with my lawyer.”

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[comeonamericawakeup]

Surprise, surprise: Elon Musk may not have "the best interests of America at heart,” said Charles R. Davis in Salon. As the world's richest man leverages his vast fortune and his social media platform X to re-elect Donald Trump, The Wall Street Journal reports that since 2022, Musk has been "in regular contact" with Russian President Vladimir Putin. The two discuss business, "geopolitical tensions," and "personal topics." In one case, Putin asked Musk to refrain from setting up Starlink, his satellite internet service, over Taiwan, to oblige Chinese President Xi Jining. Musk's cozy, secretive relationship with Putin helps explain why the billionaire has promoted a "pro-Russia peace plan" for Ukraine, and why he refused to give Ukraine access to Starlink for a planned invasion of Russian-occupied Crimea. Musk's Putin connection raises tricky "national security questions,” said Ivana Saric in Axios. Musk has top-level security clearance, and the government relies on his SpaceX company to launch its satellites and on Starlink for military communications.

Musk has become this presidential election's "October surprise,” said Michael Scherer and Josh Dawsey in The Washington Post. Playing a more prominent political role than any billionaire in U.S. history, he's appeared at rallies, funded a field operation that shares data with the Trump campaign, deployed X to spread misinformation about voter fraud, and is giving away $1 milion a day to Pennsylvania voters who sign a petition--a possibly illegal scheme the Philadelphia district attorney is suing to halt. Trump has vowed to put Musk in charge of a task force to "overhaul the federal government," and Musk said he'd cut "at least $2 trillion" from the $6.5 trillion budget-which would require drastic cuts to the social safety net.

"Musk is something we've never really seen before," said Fiona Hill in Politico. Through his vast wealth, SpaceX, Starlink, Tesla, and the global digital megaphone called X, he has influence well beyond the "robber barons of the Gilded Age" or Russia's oligarchs. His interests go far beyond any national border or single industry. By committing himself so totally to Trump's election, Musk is trying to "capture the state." As we've seen in Russia and elsewhere, giving oligarchs immense power leads to "the chipping away of the rule of law," to monopolies and self-enrichment, and to a handful of billionaires like Musk, Putin, and Trump divvying up the world. Is that what Americans want?

"We're one election away."

THE WEEK November 8, 2024

Well, now we are in it. And it’s not looking good.

[holystormfire]

John 7:40-52

Nicodemus challenged his fellow pharisees.

Nicodemus Visiting Jesus,

Painting by Henry Ossawa Tanner (1859-1957),

Painted in 1899,

Oil on canvas

© Pennsylvania Academy of Fine Arts

Gospel Reading

Several people who had been listening to Jesus said, ‘Surely he must be the prophet’, and some said, ‘He is the Christ’, but others said, ‘Would the Christ be from Galilee? Does not scripture say that the Christ must be descended from David and come from the town of Bethlehem?’ So the people could not agree about him. Some would have liked to arrest him, but no one actually laid hands on him.

The police went back to the chief priests and Pharisees who said to them, ‘Why haven’t you brought him?’ The police replied, ‘There has never been anybody who has spoken like him.’ ‘So’ the Pharisees answered ‘you have been led astray as well? Have any of the authorities believed in him? Any of the Pharisees? This rabble knows nothing about the Law – they are damned.’ One of them, Nicodemus – the same man who had come to Jesus earlier – said to them, ‘But surely the Law does not allow us to pass judgement on a man without giving him a hearing and discovering what he is about?’ To this they answered, ‘Are you a Galilean too? Go into the matter, and see for yourself: prophets do not come out of Galilee.’

Reflection on the painting

In today's Gospel reading, we encounter Nicodemus, marking his second of three appearances in the Gospel of John. Initially introduced as a curious seeker who approaches Jesus under the cover of night, Nicodemus is portrayed as intrigued by Jesus yet hesitant to fully embrace his teachings. His journey of faith is subtly woven through John's narrative, culminating in his participation alongside Joseph of Arimathea in ensuring Jesus receives a respectful (indeed, lavish) burial. This progression illustrates Nicodemus's gradual movement towards a deeper understanding and commitment to Jesus. Our reading today is the second (and middle) appearance of Nicodemus. Despite being a Pharisee, he displays remarkable bravery by questioning the outright dismissal of Jesus by his peers, who criticize Jesus based on his origin in Galilee, a region they regard as insignificant compared to the religious hub of Jerusalem. Nicodemus advocates for fairness and due process, arguing that Jesus should not be judged without first being heard. This stance places him at odds with the prevailing opinions of his colleagues, and his challenge is met with scorn, evidenced by their sarcastic comment "Are you from Galilee too?"

Nicodemus's growing relationship with Jesus left him increasingly isolated in the world where he had been so much at home. He actually reminds us that as we grow in our relationship with Jesus, there is often a price to be paid. We may find ourselves a lone voice among our peers. At such times, we know that the Lord is always with us.

Henry Ossawa Tanner painted our canvas in 1899, depicting the first of the three mentions of Nicodemus in John's Gospel (John 3:1-21). The painting was Tanner's entry to the 1899 Paris Salon. We see Nicodemus talking privately to Christ in the evening, a good example of Tanner's nocturnal light paintings. The painting was purchased there for the Wilstadt Collection, Philadelphia, and is now in the Pennsylvania Academy of Fine Arts. The narrative of Nicodemus' meeting with Jesus held significant meaning for Henry Ossawa Tanner's father, Benjamin Tucker Tanner. He was a Bishop in the African Methodist Episcopal Church and had aspirations for his son to join him in the ministry. While Henry's decision to pursue a career as an artist fell short of his father's dream, his talent for painting ultimately produced works that his father could admire and support.

Article by Father Patrick van der Vorst

[artistalley]

Philly Neo-Soul

by artist @alleannaharris

This is a print of my original illustration of a girl relaxing in her room, surrounded by Philly music and items from Philly small businesses. (Businesses include Sable Collective, Duafe Hair Salon, Marsh & Mane, Snapdragon Flowers, Rayo and Honey, Shaheed Rucker, Amalgam Comics & Coffeehouse, Uncle Bobbies, Harriett's Bookshop, Hakim's Bookstore, and Franny Lou's. Music includes Jill Scott, Erykah Badu, Musiq Soulchild, Kindred the Family Soul, Vivian Green, Maze featuring Frankie Beverly, and Philadelphia International Records.)

After using code “ARTISTALLEY24” for 20% off anything in her shop or her Etsy, don’t forget to give artist @alleannaharris a follow on Tumblr.

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STIGMATA (1999)

"Split a piece of wood and I am there. Lift a stone and you will find me."

A very fitting movie to talk about for my first post on this blog. A cult classic religious horror film directed by Rupert Wainright (of Blank Check fame) that stars Patricia Arquette and Daniel Byrne, Stigmata walks- or rather dances to Billy Corgan's divine scoring- the thin line between anti-church and pro-religion.

I won't lie to you and say I stumbled upon this movie for free on YouTube, had a conversation with my father, and decided to give a film he barely remembered the plot to a watch on a sleepy Saturday afternoon. I will tell you the truth and say that I was driven to watch this film after reading a fanfiction that follows a similar plot. Troubled employee of a hair salon/tattoo parlor/piercing salon stumbles upon an object bound to or cursed by the sacred teachings of the catholic church. Enter stage right a mild-mannered and rather hot priest/scientist that is tired of being shipped around looking at stains in the shape of the Virgin Mary. Sprinkle in a few rather haunting scenes of imaginary nails getting rammed into various limbs and a scene where the salon worker kisses the hot priest to try and prove that he can deny some parts of Catholicism because free will and horniness exist.... Boom. Basically a run down of the plot of Stigmata.

Am I the best person to be commenting on the portrayal of the Catholic Church in this film? No. The Vatican means less to me than whatever my senile neighbor does in his waning free time. But I did find it quite interesting how they shrouded it in an air of conspiracy and manipulation. Any time that Frankie (Patricia Arquette) was mentioned in papers from Philadelphia or New York, even if it was just the smallest paragraph, there was a hushed urgency to rid of the mention. The clerical members running around a picturesque Roman courtyard treated every mention of their church in a negative light like it was the announcement that the buttons had been pushed and the doomsday clock was at midnight. Relevant to the film? Honestly, these scenes dragged for me, and I could have done without all the inner workings of the church bullcrap. Moving on...

Patricia receiving only four of the five wounds of christ was quite disappointing. That seems wrong to say, I know. It's like I was waiting for the moment when a false spear pierced her side, since that's what seemed to be the next logical step in this film's story. I have seen that there is a alternate ending in which the spear, reflecting the last moments of christ, takes Frankie's life. I think making this alternate just so the movie could end with Frankie and Father Andrew (Daniel Byrne) kissing on a bench is quite stupid. What, her stigmata just heals because she hugged her hot priest future boyfriend? Dumb.

Overall, Stigmata was a good watch. Kind of an eyefuck at some moments. Kind of slow paced at others. But combine a hot priest and a plot that belongs on an episode of Supernatural and I'm seated until the credits. Happened to my buddy Frank Ier- POST TERMINATED. CONTINUE?

[brookston]

Holidays 12.6

Holidays

Abolición del Ejército (Costa Rica)

Adore You Day

Armed Forces Day (Ukraine)

Christkind (Central & Southern Europe)

Dia de la Constitucion (a.k.a. Constitution Day; Spain)

Dogecoin Day

Dubrovnik Defenders’ Day (Croatia)

Ed Tech Appreciation Day

Encyclopedia Britannica Day

Give a Secret Gift Day

Gorse Day (French Republic)

Gospell Day (Marshall Islands)

Gramophone Day

Halifax Explosion Anniversary Day (Canada)

Ice Cube Day (Astronomy Club)

International Bad Hair Day

International Desk Day

International Femicide Remembrance Day

International Memecoin Day

International Sweater Vestival

Main Directorate for Drug Control Day (Russia)

Miner's Day (West Virginia)

Ministry of Communications and Information Technologies Day (Azerbaijan)

Mitten Tree Day

Musical Instrument Gift Day

National Day of Remembrance and Action on Violence Against Women (Canada)

National Microwave Oven Day

National Miner's Day

National Pawnbrokers Day

National Sunnies Day (Australia)

National Tell Your Best Friend You Love Them Day

National Travis Day

Prosecutor’s Day (Kazakhstan)

Put On Your Own Shoes Day

Sindhi Topi and Ajrak Day (Pakistan)

Food & Drink Celebrations

Make & Bake Day

National ‘Cook For Christmas’ Day

National Gazpacho Day

Pizza Day (Google)

Samichlaus Day

Independence & Related Days

Åland Islands (from Russia, 1917)

Bophuthatswana (from South Africa, 1977)

Constitution Day (Spain)

Finland (from Russia, 1917)

Ireland (from the UK, recognized in 1922)

Kingdom of Titan (Declared; 2020) [unrecognized]

Quito Day (Ecuador)

Western Province Day (Solomon Islands)

1st Friday in December

Bandcamp Friday [1st Friday]

Bartender Appreciation Day [1st Friday]

Comfort Food Friday [Every Friday]

Eccentric Day (Bell's Brewery; Michigan) [1st or 2nd Friday or Another Day]

Farmer’s Day (Ghana) [1st Friday]

Faux Fur Friday [1st Friday]

Five For Friday [Every Friday]

Flashback Friday [Every Friday]

Friday Finds [Every Friday]

Fry Day (Pastafarian; Fritism) [Every Friday]

Gospel Day (Marshall Islands) [1st Friday]

International Sweater Vestival [2nd Friday after Thanksgiving]

National Salesperson Day [1st Friday]

Open It! Weekend begins [1st Friday]

Purple Friday (UK) [1st Friday]

Saba Day (a.k.a. Flag Day; Netherlands Antilles) [1st Friday]

TGIF (Thank God It's Friday) [Every Friday]

Weekly Holidays beginning December 6 (1st Full Week of December)

Deck the Halls Weekend (Seneca Lake region, New York) [thru 12.8]

Festivals Beginning December 6, 2024

Candlelight Christmas Walk (Augusta, Missouri) [& 12.13]

Christmas Town Festival (Bethlehem, Connecticut) [thru 12.7]

Colisium International Music Forum (Novosibirsk, Russia) [thru 12.7]

Country Christmas Lighted Farm Implement Parade (Sandusky, Michigan) [thru 12.7]

German Christmas Market (Augusta, New Jersey) [thru 12.8]

Gingerbread Celebration and Holiday Mart (Gettsburg, Pennsylvania) [thru 12.8]

Gingerbread Village (Caro, Michigan) [thru 12.7]

Kimmswick Christmas Festival (Kimmswick, Missouri) [thru 12.8]

Medora's Old Fashioned Cowboy Christmas (Medora, North Dakota) [thru 12.8]

Night of the Proms (Munich, Germany)

Oslo Christmas Market (Oslo, Norway) [thru 12.7]

PAX Unplugged (Philadelphia, Pennsylvania) [thru 12.8]

Salon du Cheval de Paris (Paris, France) [thru 12.8]

Southport Holiday Stroll & Cocktail Crawl (West Lakeview, Illinois)

Stockbridge Main Street At Christmas (Stockbridge, Massachusetts) [thru 12.8]

St. Paul Ice Fishing & Winter Sports Show (St. Paul, Minnesota) [thru 12.8]

St. Petersburg Fall Seafood & Music Festival (St. Petersburg, Florida) [thru 12.8]

Tree Lighting and Holiday Parade (Batesville, Indiana)

Feast Days

Abraham of Kratia (Christian; Saint)

Aemilianus (Roman Catholic Church)

Akibasan Gongen Hibuse Matsuri (Fire & Water Festival; Japan)

Bodhi Season, Day 6 (Buddhism; Secular Date) [Leading Up to 12.8] (a.k.a. ... 

Principles: Perfection

Secular: Trip to Your Bodhi Day Place

Eightfold Path: Awakened Effort

The Heart Sutra: Issue Me Ke Kanaka Wai Wai (Jesus and the Rich Man)

Crossover Doozer (Muppetism)

Day of the North Wind (Pagan)

Days of Reckoning Begin (Shamanism)

Denise and companions (Christian; Saints)

Dionysia, Dativa, Aemilianus, Boniface, Leontia, Tertius, and Majoricus (Christian; Martyrs)

Doug Marlette (Artology)

Eliot Porter (Artology)

Frank Springer (Artology)

Frédéric Bazille (Artology)

Gamera Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

Henk van Woerden (Artology)

Insult a Religious Fanatic Day (Pastafarian)

James Bernouilli (Positivist; Saint)

János Scheffler (Christian; Blessed)

Joyce Kilmer (Writerism)

Mall Nukke (Artology)

María del Monte Carmelo Sallés y Barangueras (Christian; Saint)

Masami Kurumada (Artology)

Math Ap Mathonwy (Celtic Book of Days)

Nicholas of Myra (Christian; Saint) [brewers]

Nicola De Maria (Artology)

Peter Paschal (Christian; Saint)

Pirate Appreciation Day (Pastafarian)

Rudolf Schlichter (Artology)

Shio Satō (Artology)

Theophilus, Bishop of Antioch (Christian; Saint)

Thor's Day (Norse)

Turnover (The Seasons of Earnings begins; Church of the SubGenius)

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Butsumetsu (仏滅 Japan) [Unlucky all day.]

Tycho Brahe Unlucky Day (Scandinavia) [35 of 37]

Unglückstage (Unlucky Day; Pennsylvania Dutch) [28 of 30]

Very Unlucky Day (Grafton’s Manual of 1565) [56 of 60]

Premieres

Adaptation (Film; 2002)

Aeronauts (Film; 2019)

As Good As It Gets (Film; 1997)

Beggar’s Banquet, by The Rolling Stones (Album; 1968)

Bullseye Bullwinkle, or Destination Moose (Rocky & Bullwinkle Cartoon, S1, Ep. 3; 1959)

Cinderella (Ub Iwerks Disney Cartoon; 1922)

Cock-a-Doodle Dino (Noveltoons Cartoon; 1957)

Day Tripper, by The Beatles (Song; 1965)

A Dopey Hacienda (Tijuana Toads Cartoon; 1970)

DuBarry Was A Lady (Broadway Musical; 1939)

Dumb and Dumber (Film; 1994)

Ferry Cross the Mersey (Documentary Film; 1964)

The Fox and the Grapes (Color Rhapsody Cartoon; 1941)

Gimme Shelter (Concert Film; 1970)

Going To A Go-Go, by Smokey Robinson and the Miracles (Song; 1965)

The Hand of Oberon, by Roger Zelazny (1976) [Chronicles of Amber #4]

A Hard Rain’s A-Gonna Fall, recorded by Bob Dylan (Song; 1962)

The Hep Cat (Mighty Mouse Cartoon; 1946)

Hip Hip-Hurry! (WB MM Cartoon; 1958)

King-Size Canary (Tex Avery MGM Cartoon; 1947)

The Lake District Murder, by Ernest Elmore, writing as John Bude (Novel; 1935)

Live at the BBC, by The Beatles (Compilation Album; 1994)

Mary Had a Little Lamb, recorded by Thomas Edison (Song; 1877) [1st Recording of the Human Voice]

Mr. Willowby’s Christmas Tree (Muppet TV Special; 1995)

The Night Before Christmas (Tom & Jerry Cartoon; 1941)

19th Nervous Breakdown, recorded by The Rolling Stones (Song; 1965)

One Droopy Night (Droopy MGM Cartoon; 1957)

Out of an Old Man’s Head (Swedish Animated Film; 1968)

Popeye (Film; 1980)

Red Bank Boogie, recorded by The Count Basie Orchestra (Song; 1944)

Rubber Soul, by The Beatles (Album; 1965)

Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer (Animated TV Special; 1964)

Running on Empty, by Jackson Browne (Live Album; 1977)

Sixteen Stone, by Bush (Album; 1994)

Smoke on the Water, recorded by Deep Purple (Song; 1971)

Squeeze Play or Invitation to the Trance (Rocky & Bullwinkle Cartoon, S1, Ep. 4; 1959)

Star Trek VI: The Undiscovered Country (Film; 1991)

Still Crazy After All These Years, by Paul Simon (Album; 1975)

The Story of an Hour, by Kate Chopin (Short Story; 1894)

The Stroll, by The Diamonds (Song; 1957)

Sympathy for the Devil, by The Rolling Stones (Song; 1968)

Tommy Tucker’s Tooth (Disney Cartoon; 1922)

Turn! Turn! Turn!, by The Byrds (Album; 1965)

We Can Work It Out, by The Beatles (Song; 1965)

Whole Lotta Love, by Led Zeppelin (Song; 1969)

Today’s Name Days

Denise, Henrike, Nikolaus (Austria)

Nikola, Nikolai, Nina (Bulgaria)

Nikica, Niko, Nikola, Nikša, Vladimir (Croatia)

Mikuláš (Czech Republic)

Nikolaus (Denmark)

Klaus, Laas, Laus, Nigul, Nigulas, Niilas, Niilo, Nikolai, Nils (Estonia)

Niila, Niilo, Niki, Niklas, Niko, Nikolai, Nikolas (Finland)

Nicolas (France)

Denise, Henrike, Nikolaus (Germany)

Nikolaos, Nikoleta, Nikos (Greece)

Miklós (Hungary)

Nicola (Italy)

Klāvs, Niklāvs, Nikolajs (Latvia)

Bilmantas, Mikalojus, Norvydė (Lithuania)

Nikolai, Nils (Norway)

Dionizja, Emilian, Jarema, Jarogniew, Mikołaj (Poland)

Nicolae (România)

Mikuláš (Slovakia)

Nicolás (Spain)

Niklas, Nikolaus (Sweden)

Nicholas (Ukraine)

Claus, Ira, Nicholas, Nichole, Nicholet, Nick, Nicklaus, Nickolas, Nico, Nicolas, Nicole, Nicolette, Nikki, Niko, Nikolas (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 341 of 2024; 25 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 5 of Week 49 of 2024

Celtic Tree Calendar: Ngetal (Reed) [Day 13 of 28]

Chinese: Month 11 (Bing-Zi), Day 6 (Jia-Chen)

Chinese Year of the: Dragon 4722 (until January 29, 2025) [Wu-Chen]

Hebrew: 5 Kislev 5785

Islamic: 4 Jumada II 1446

J Cal: 11 Black; Foursday [11 of 30]

Julian: 23 November 2024

Moon: 29%: Waxing Crescent

Positivist: 5 Bichat (13th Month) [Römer / Bradley]

Runic Half Month: Is (Stasis) [Day 15 of 15]

Season: Autumn or Fall (Day 75 of 90)

Week: 1st Full Week of December

Zodiac: Sagittarius (Day 15 of 30)

[love-for-carnation]

Carnations, roses, daisies, tulips and other summer flowers in a vase on a ledge Winifred Walker (1882-1965, British) Winifred attended the Camden School of Art where she won the King's Prize for Modelled Design and gained her Art Masters' Certificate and also spent time studying at Ghent. She became a botanical artist, painting in oils and watercolours. From 1929 to 1939 she was an official artist with the Royal Horticultural Society having been elected a Fellow of the Society in 1912 and throughout her career won over thirty medals with the Society. Her flower paintings were awarded a gold medal in Philadelphia and she also received awards at exhibitions in London and Paris. Winifred was elected a Fellow of the Linnean Society. Winifred exhibited works at the Royal Academy, with the Society of Women Artists, the Royal Institute of Painters in Water Colours, the Fine Art Society, at the Paris Salon and at the Chelsea Flower Show. She illustrated a number of botanical and gardening books, wrote and illustrated All the Plants of the Bible. Bio and other botanical works: https://thegardenstrust.blog/2019/10/05/winifred-walker-the-most-famous-of-all-flower-painters/

[thelensofyashunews]

Cochise announces headlining WHY ALWAYS ME? World Tour kicking off in February

Fresh off the release of his fourth studio album WHY ALWAYS ME?, Florida rap star Cochise has just announced his forthcoming headlining World Tour – kicking off in February, 2025. Presale tickets will be on sale starting at 12:00pm EST on 11/20 (PW: WHYALWAYSME), while general on sale tickets go live starting at 10:00am Local Time on 11/22 (ticket link here). Taking Houston rapper TisaKorean on the road with him as an opener, Cochise will be embarking throughout North America during the tour's first leg, ending in his home-state of Florida on 3/30, before linking up with buzzing UK rapper Len for the majority of the European leg – concluding in Poland on 5/6. The recently-released WHY ALWAYS ME? arrived in October backed by a string of singles that included "GOOGLE ME", “YOSHIMITSU” (40M+ Streams), and the Aminé-assisted "NASTY". Boasting other features from Veeze and Anycia, WHY ALWAYS ME? served as a championship album celebrating a new era for Cochise — marking his first LP since 2022's THE INSPECTION and his appearance on the 2022 XXL Freshman cover. With production from BYNX (Drake, Travis Scott), Supah Mario (Young Thug, Lil Uzi Vert), CHASETHEMONEY (J. Cole, Juice WRLD), and Lex Luger (Kanye West, Chief Keef), WHY ALWAYS ME? is a nebula of intergalactic opulence, melting into Cochise's hypnotizing vocals and sky-diving delivery.

Hailing from Palm Bay, Florida, Cochise is known for a kaleidoscopic sound that blends elements of Jamaican dancehall, hip-hop, and trap with animated lyricism punctuated by deep-cut references to anime, sports, and pop culture. Hailed for his high-flying vocal acrobatics and hazy, ethereal production, he exploded onto the scene with his 2021 major label debut Benbow Crescent, which featured the RIAA Certified Gold hit track “Hatchback” (400M Streams). Cochise has since sold out a solo headlining world tour and collaborated with the likes of Lil Yachty, Chief Keef, Denzel Curry, Juicy J, Teezo Touchdown, Lil B, and more.

HEADLINING WHY ALWAYS ME? WORLD TOUR KICKING OFF IN FEBRUARY – TICKETS ON SALE 11/22 TICKETS

ARTIST PRE-SALE ON SALE 11/20 @ 12:00PM EST (PASSWORD: WHYALWAYSME) PRE-SALE

WHY ALWAYS ME? Tour – North America Dates: 02/13 – Philadelphia, PA – Theatre of Living Arts 02/14 – New York City, NY – Irving Plaza 02/15 – Washington, DC – Union Stage 02/17 – Boston, MA – The Sinclair 02/19 – Montreal, QC – Le Studio TD 02/20 – Toronto, ON – The Axis Club 02/22 – Detroit, MI – El Club 02/23 – Cleveland, OH – Grog Shop 02/25 – Columbus, OH – Skully's 02/28 – Chicago, IL – Avondale Music Hall 03/01 – Minneapolis, MN – Fine Line 03/03 – Denver, CO – Marquis Theater 03/06 – Seattle, WA – The Crocodile 03/07 – Portland, OR – Star Theater 03/09 – Sacramento, CA – Harlow's 03/11 – San Fransisco, CA – The Independent 03/13 – Las Vegas, NV – The Beverly Theater 03/14 – Los Angeles, CA – The Regent Theater 03/15 – San Diego, CA – SOMA 03/16 – Santa Ana, CA – The Observatory 03/18 – Phoenix, AZ – Crescent Ballroom 03/22 – Austin, TX – Mohawk 03/23 – Dallas, TX – Studio at the Factory 03/25 – Houston, TX – Warehouse Live Midtown 03/28 – Atlanta, GA – Center Stage 03/29 – Orlando, FL – Beacham 03/30 – St. Petersburg, FL – Jannus Live

WHY ALWAYS ME? Tour – Europe Dates: 04/19 – Dublin, IE – Green Room 04/20 – Manchester, UK – Club Academy 04/21 – Glasgow, UK – SWG3 Warehouse 04/23 – London, UK – Scala 04/25 – Brussels, BE – Botanique – Grand Salon 04/26 – Paris, FR – Trabendo 04/27 – Cologne, DE – Luxor 04/29 – Zurich, CH – Dynamo 05/02 – Amsterdam, NL – Paradiso Tolhuistuin 05/04 – Prague, CZ – Futurum 05/05 – Berlin, DE – Hole44 05/06 – Warsaw, PL – Hydrozagadka

[conradscrime]

The Murder of Peter Fabiano

October 30, 2023

On October 31, 1957, Halloween night, in Sun Valley, California, a 35 year old hairdresser named Peter Fabiano answered his door shortly after 11 pm. Peter, being a little annoyed due to the late trick or treaters, said, "It's a little late for this, isn't it?"

The person standing on the other side of the door was not a child -- the person was taller, with a "grotesque" painted face, domino mask and wearing men's clothing including blue jeans, a khaki jacket and red gloves.

The trick or treater replied in a deep voice, "No" and held up a paper bag with a gun inside it. Then a gunshot was heard, and Peter's wife, Betty, and her teenaged daughter, Judy ran to the door to discover the shooter had already ran off and Peter was lying on his back.

Judy ran to the neighbours house, Bud Alper, who worked for the Los Angeles Police. In no time, officers were at the Fabiano's.

Peter was transferred to the Sun Valley Receiving Hospital where he later died from massive bleeding.

Peter was born in 1923, and after serving in World War II, was an extremely successful hairdresser in the area, and him and his wife Betty appeared to be a perfect couple, owning two beauty salons in LA. Betty claimed she was 36 years old and had two teenagers from a previous marriage. She had married Peter in 1955.

Betty had said that she, Peter and Judy had just went to bed shortly before the doorbell rang that night after 11pm. When Peter went to the door, Betty heard two adult voices, one that sounded masculine and the other sounded like a man impersonating a woman.

The murder of Peter Fabiano was known as the "Trick or Treat Murder" in the media, but who would commit this heinous crime?

A 43 year old woman named Goldyne Pizer was a medical secretary and described as "matronly." She graduated from Los Angeles High School in 1934 and had gotten married in the 1940's, but was either widowed or divorced it's unclear. In 1957, Goldyne met a 40 year old woman, Joan Rabel, who lived only 1 mile from Goldyne's house near the Sunset Strip in Hollywood.

Joan is more of a mystery. Some sources claim she was born in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania and came to the US from Lithuania. Joan was a photographer and writer, often travelling to Hawaii for inspiration it's claimed. In 1957, Joan was also divorced and working for Peter Fabiano in his salon.

It was working for Peter that Joan met Betty, and the two hit it off. Joan considered herself a good friend to both Fabiano's. Eventually, Joan claimed that Betty told her Peter was abusive and controlling, and Joan began to obsess about the idea of getting Betty out of this life with Peter. Betty had even left Peter for a short period of time and stayed with Joan.

Joan would often discuss the Fabiano's to Goldyne, calling Peter "pure evil." The two would talk about Peter and Betty over coffee, and over a 3 month period, somehow, Joan had convinced Goldyne to become a hitwoman for her. She did not pay Goldyne for the actual hit, however she provided her money for a gun and borrowed a getaway car from another friend.

After the murder on Halloween, Goldyne was driven home by Joan who told her, "Forget you ever knew me."

On November 1, 1957, the next morning, Goldyne discovered she had not disposed of the gun, Joan had left those instructions out. Goldyne took the gun to Bullock's flagship store and put it in a storage locker.

It only took 2 weeks for the police to fnd this gun and question Goldyne, who confessed immediately. Both women were arrested for the murder.

In court, Goldyne was crying and showing obvious remorse, but Joan was stone cold, showing no emotion except for sometimes smiling. Goldyne plead not guilty by reason of insanity, claiming that Joan had cast some sort of spell on her that was impossible to resist.

On March 11, 1958, Goldyne and Joan pleaded guilty to second degree murder to avoid trial. Both women were sentenced to 5 years to life in prison, however no one knows how much time each of them served.

There are many rumours over this case and whether or not there was any lesbian relationships involved. Some believe that Joan and Betty's dynamic was strange, and the two were lovers. Others believe that Joan was in love with Betty, and needed to get rid of Peter as he was in the way. There has never been any definitive proof of this, and there's never been any proof that Peter was abusive to Betty.

It was claimed that Peter had asked Betty to end her friendship with Joan, which she did.

Goldyne died in 1998 in Los Angeles. Betty sold the beauty salon after Peter died and remarried in 1966. Betty died in 1999, at the age of 81 in Palm Desert, California. However, this age means that at the time of Peter's death Betty had been 39, not 36 like she claimed or those believed.

The real mystery is that no one knows what happened to Joan. She disappeared and no one was ever able to say where she went or who she became.

[bambydiaries]

Impressionism women in history 𓅔

Welcome to my history literature-art-class. Please take a seat.

Berthe Morisot (1841–95)

Berthe Morisot is the best-known of the female Impressionists, having been given a solo retrospective that traveled Europe and North America starting in 2018. Born in 1841, Morisot first showed at the age of 25 at the 1864 Paris Salon. Morisot was the only woman invited to show in the first Impressionist exhibition (formerly called the Anonymous Society of Painters, Sculptors and Printmakers) in 1874, and she went on to participate in all but one of the eight exhibitions between from 1874 to 1886. She was close with Manet, even marrying his brother, and the two influenced each other, in a way that ultimately moved her work in bolder, more abstract directions. She painted with loose, bold brushstrokes that emphasized expressivity over naturalism. A critic wrote at the time, “Her painting has all the frankness of improvisation; it truly is the impression caught by a sincere eye and accurately rendered by a hand that does not cheat.” In the The Garden at Maurecourt (ca. 1884), she depicts a mother gazing at her child with little sentimentally, perhaps even boredom or exhaustion. With its probing depiction of its sitter’s mental state, the painting exemplifies Morisot’s sensibility. Morisot died of pneumonia in 1895, at the age of 54, leaving behind an oeuvre that hints at the further breakthroughs she was poised to make. 

(BTW, here you can get wallpapers from her)

Mary Cassatt (1844–1926)

Mary Cassatt was the only American among the founding Impressionists. She came from a well-off family in Pittsburgh that supported a formal arts education first at the Pennsylvania Academy of the Fine Arts and then in Europe, after the vaunted Philadelphia school rebuffed her requests to study nude models. During her travels throughout the continent she learned under academic mentors such as Jean-Léon Gérôme and Édouard Frère and studied classical masterpieces by Correggio, Velázquez, Rubens. She settled in Paris in 1874, where she began regularly showing her portraits in the Salon. In 1877 Degas invited her to begin showing with the Impressionists, and she participated in four of the eight exhibitions. “No woman has the right to draw like that,” Degas reportedly said upon viewing Cassatt’s Young Women Picking Fruit (1891). She took the thinly veiled insult in stride, and the two maintained a close friendship based on a shared respect for asymmetrical composition and classical Japanese prints. Cassatt supported herself as a successful portrait artist and printmaker, having declared herself unfit for marriage or motherhood. In spite of this, her subject was often. the relationship between mothers and their children. In contrast to Morisot’s bold, expressive brushwork, Cassatt often depicted her the facial features and figure of her friends and family with great precision. In The Boating Party, the man’s expression is obscured, placing the focus on a deftly rendered woman and child. Cassatt once said her goal was to depict women as “subjects, not objects.”

Eva Gonzalès (1849–83)

Gonzalès never exhibited with the Impressionists, but she was close with some of the movement’s top artists—including Morisot—and her art is stylistically similar to their work. Like other aspiring female artists in 19th-century France, Gonzalès was barred from attending the École des Beaux-Arts, though like Morisot and Cassatt, her affluent upbringing afforded her the opportunity to attend private lessons. In 1869, she met Manet in Paris, and she became his only formal student. His influence on her work is evident in A Box at the Theatre des Italien‘s flat perspective at the subject’s direct gaze. The year they met, Manet created a portrait of Gonzalès, and in response she produced her own series of self-portraits, asserting her identity as professional peer—something far more than a museu. She died in 1883 at age 34 from an embolism after the birth of her son, having achieved her goal of exhibiting in the prestigious Paris Salon. In 1885, a 90-piece retrospective of her work was held at the Salons de la Vie Moderne in Paris.

Could write a book about them, ngl.

Thank you for reading till the end,

Atenea 𓅖

[janeyseymour]

La Costa Nostra- pt 21

Cowritten w @schemmentis

Summary: You find yourselves falling into this new life. Meanwhile, things back at home change.

WC: ~2.05k

The girls love their new school- something you’re eternally grateful for. You manage to find a new business to manage the accounts of, free of any secondhand business on the side while your wife falls back into teaching like she used to before she left to open her restaurant.

This life is different, but it isn’t unwelcome. You easily blend in to the always lit and alive city. You spend much of your time out exploring, finding new special spots and diners to take your girls. You even join a new perish- one that you know will never quite feel like the one back in Philly. The people there are nice enough, but no one will ever be Barbara and Gerald Howard.

Meanwhile, back in Philadelphia, Gerald Howard brings the ledger into his place of work. He calls up the two who handled your case to begin with and brings them in while his wife is there.

Together, the four of them promise to take down the mafia. Neither agent lets it slip that the four of you are still alive; Danik almost does though at Barbara’s shed tears for your twins.

Instead, Danik puts herself into the work at the end of your case. The dismantling of the mafia in the city. A workaholic already, she pushes herself even further. It's only Shaw that reminds her to sleep, at least for an hour or two. To eat, even just a few bites. Danik might know the truth of you and your family being alive. It doesn't negate that there are people out there who would stoop to order the hit. To include two very young children in that hit.

They start back at the very beginning. Working through your old salon and Melissa's cherished restaurant. Neither look the same now, a few months since your ‘deaths’. It's far more obvious now that both locations are fronts. Whoever is running things is getting sloppy. Danik guesses because they've run out of people they can use to hide behind; like you and Melissa were. The members of Cosa Nostra are front and center now. Running in and out of both the salon and restaurant at all hours.

“That definitely wasn't as good as the last time we were here.” Shaw mutters as he follows Danik out of Twelve Tables.

“I'll give her this much;” Danik starts as she gets into their unmarked car. “Melissa was much better with the food than whoever is back there now.”

Shaw sighs as Danik begins driving back down the street. “Back to the salon? Again?”

“Yes. We're closer there than we are with the restaurant. Besides, I called Andretti. He's still undercover and is with the Italians. He's going to try to nab Luca tonight. I need to be there.”

“Grace, you need a break.” Shaw says quietly from the passenger seat. It's rare for them to use their first names, but in the last few months it's grown in frequency. He silently blames a former Melissa Schemmenti and her teasing him from her hospital bed.

He hasn't asked his work partner out. He won't until the case is done. Still, he's been driven to show his affection for her in trying to make sure she takes care of herself at least while they work. Because if people around here are okay killing kids; there's a good chance they're more than okay with killing a federal agent or two in the right circumstances. Circumstances they're pushing their luck on every day and have been for a long time now.

“Ben.” Agent Danik says, almost sounding through her teeth. She's grown from looking at him with a glare for pulling out first names to returning the use of them. At least sometimes. It's progress. “Not tonight, alright? Just…tonight could be the break we need. Leave me be about the rest shit. Just for tonight.”

Agent Shaw sighs. “Just for tonight.” He reluctantly agrees as his partner parks their car adjacent to the salon. “But tomorrow, you’re sleeping. I’ll drag you to bed myself if it means you’ll get sleep.”

He doesn’t miss the blush that creeps into his colleague’s cheeks.

From here, they can see the front through the large glass windows. The very few clients and hair stylists moving about the front. They can also see down the side alleyway. The door you told them any side business went in and out of. The occasional meeting was held in the alley, too.

Tonight, there's a figure leant against the brick next to that door. The dim glow of a cigarette seen each time a draw is taken from it. In the light of dusk, it isn't easy to make features from where the figure stands. Though the height and build matches Luca Bellino.

“There's Andretti.” Grace says with a nod to a man walking down the sidewalk, from the direction of Twelve Tables.

Andretti turns down the smaller path of the alley way. It's then that the figure near the back door of the salon drops the cigarette, stomped out beneath a shoe. The figure steps closer to the street to meet the undercover officer halfway. Just enough distance for the street lamp to illuminate features. It's without any doubt Luca Bellino.

Shaw and Danik watch silently over the next few minutes. The conversation can't be well heard from their car, though they're certain Andretti has some recording device hidden. It looks like a normal conversation between friends. Like two men chatting and catching up over newly lit cigarettes. Until finally, Andretti pulls a thick, nearly over-filled, envelope from beneath his jacket and passes it to Luca.

Danik is already throwing open her car door and tugging her holstered weapon out as she crosses the street.

Shaw scrambles to follow after her, not bothering to even close his car door. He jogs to catch up to her, pulling out his own weapon in case.

“Freeze!” Danik calls once she's on the sidewalk. “Put your hands where I can see them.”

Both Luca and Andretti raise their hands in compliance. Danik nods for Shaw to cuff Andretti to maintain his cover as much as they possibly can. “You're under arrest.” Danik says as she tugs Lucas's hands behind his back to cuff him herself.

“The fuck?” Luca spits, turning to Andretti in a look of panic. He tries to look over his shoulder at Agent Danik. “What for?”

“Money laundering.”

“Money laundering?!” the nephew of Melissa shouts. “This isn’t money laundering! He owes me money for buying my car!”

“From a fat manilla envelope in a dark alleyway?” Danik shoots out. “Sure. We’ll believe it when we see it.”

The two men are taken into the station, and Andretti is a great actor it turns out. He huffs about the entire time that he knows Luca can hear him. And then they’re separated, and the undercover cop breathes a sigh of relief.

“Jesus, Shaw,” Andretti sighs as he rubs at his wrists. “Did you have to cuff me that aggressively?”

“Maintaining the story,” Shaw chuckles. “Sorry man.”

“It doesn’t matter,” Danik rolls her eyes at the two. “Shaw, get in there and get him to say something- anything. About the Schemmentis, about the hit on Bobby, about Cosa Nostra. Anything.”

Benjamin Shaw would be lying to himself if he said that Grace Danik ordering him around like that wasn’t hot. He obliged her orders, storming into the interrogation room.

As soon as he’s in there, Luca spills everything aside from the fact that he’s the one who was contracted to kill you and your family. Of course, he only offers up the information at a deal of not being put into jail and only paying a small fine in comparison to what he would have actually had to pay if not for the information.

Danik’s eyes raise at all of this information coming so freely. He tells who is in charge, the way that the Schemmenti family found their way into the mob- the fact that you were tied into the Irish side of it all. He takes down Tony and Uncle Dominic, and everyone else who was involved. Luca tells where they’re all planning on meeting tonight.

The police hold Luca until they can round up everybody within the family. Danik and Shaw are able to come out of the raid without a scratch on them, although other members of the family aren’t so lucky. They manage to keep both Tony and Uncle Dominic alive- if only for the information that they hold. Others are slain as they all turn on each other and try to find out who the rat is, pulling guns out of their coat pockets and firing without hesitation.

The next day, Mickey is set free from prison. He knows that originally, you, Melissa, and the girls were supposed to be the ones to come retrieve him and bring him out into the world for the first time in years. Instead, it’s Kristen Marie. He’s thrilled to see his blonde sister, but what he really wants is to see the four of you.

When he cries, Kristen can only pat his arm in an awkward fashion. She thinks his tears are being shed because he’s finally on the outside- only until he chokes out Melissa’s name and your own does she understand why he breaks down on the sidewalk of the prison building. He drops to his knees as ugly sobs wrack through his body. He was looking forward to the day that he would be able to hug your girls for the first time as a free man- to be able to pick you up and spin you in a circle without the guards looking at him as if he were clinically insane. All he wants is to be able to punch his oldest sister in the arm with a shit eating grin without having to worry about being chastised by security.

That Sunday, he finds himself slipping into the church that he knew the four of you attended. He recognizes Barbara Howard right away. As he makes the sign of the cross over his chest, he looks up at the ceiling- as if he could see that the four of you were looking down on him. He goes to slide into the pew, but a quick hand stops him.

“This seat is taken.”

“Barbara,” Mickey whispers softly through the sermon. Only then does the woman look at Melissa’s brother and see eyes that resemble your wife’s so clearly.

“Mickey?” she gasps softly as she pulls her hand away from the spot and invites him in.

The three, Mickey and the two Howards, end up at your diner in the booth that you always sit in. For the first time in months, breakfast isn’t a silent affair. Mickey trades stories about his sister and you from your past while the Howards tell him about what the four of you were up to for all the time he was behind bars. It’s therapeutic in a way for all three of them. He promises to meet them again for the next sermon.

That's the start of a new tradition. One similar to the one you, Melissa and your girls had with the Howards. Sunday morning services, Sunday brunch. Mickey fills the pew for you. They don't let anyone else sit in that last pew. After a few weeks, they don't even have to tell anyone the seats are taken. Your old parish knows not to even try.

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Philly: A place for all

In class this week, we delved deep into compositional theory in urbanism and the proponents of it. This theory explores how we, as residents, can foster a profound sense of community within our neighborhoods, no matter if we call a sprawling metropolis or a quaint small town our home. It was a captivating discussion, and it struck a chord with me because I've seen it come to life right here in Philadelphia.

One of the most celebrated examples of this concept here in Philly is the Gayborhood, which I visited two weekends ago on a night out. The contrast between the vibrant display of pride in the Gayborhood and my memories of Jamaica was stark. In the Gayborhood, rainbow flags fluttered proudly from storefronts, and every corner seemed to exude an atmosphere of acceptance and celebration. It was a stark contrast to my experiences in Jamaica, where the LGBTQ+ community faced considerable challenges and discrimination. This experience left me with a mix of emotions: I was grateful for the safe and accepting space it provided, but I was also reminded of the work that still needed to be done globally. The Gayborhood serves as a beacon of hope, a testament to what could be achieved when communities came together to support one another.

Just a few blocks away from the Gayborhood, I've found myself immersed into the bustling atmosphere of Chinatown on the occasional weekend; a place that is living testament to the strength of cultural identity and community bonds. The streets are a sight to behold, adorned with colorful lanterns, and the air carries the tantalizing aroma of authentic Chinese cuisine. It's a place where I've seen both residents and visitors alike experience the rich Chinese culture, fostering a sense of belonging that goes beyond geographical boundaries.

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Venturing beyond Center City, I've had the opportunity to explore the remarkable diversity found in Cedar Park, situated in the heart of West Philly. Here, the African and Caribbean populations have created their own unique enclaves, enriching the cultural mosaic of the region. I've discovered vibrant African/Caribbean markets, heard a medley of languages spoken on the streets, savored the flavors of various cuisines from across the African and Caribbean diaspora, and even had my hair braided at one of the many hair salons. Seeing my Jamaican culture celebrated through the tantalizing aromas of jerk chicken and the lively reggae music playing in the background of a random mart brought a sense of nostalgia and comfort, reminding me that cultural diversity was not only welcomed but embraced in all areas of Philly.

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