#Summer nails 2019
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Lately, I have been looking at my hands while I do things, and I don't know what this overwhelming feeling is when I see my mom's hands in mine.
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transmechanicus · 9 months ago
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this is. probably a very personal question.
Is it worth it? Transitioning? In spite of it all?
Completely, utterly, and absolutely. I’m one of those ppl who knew i was trans since i was like 8. I found out when i was probably 13/14 what transgender meant, but recoiled from it because i could not imagine a world that would accept me or where i would be happy with the result. At 15 i met my first other trans person, and they became my friend and partner and the first person to ever know i was trans. Being around them, known by them, was such a colossal psychological relief and source of joy unlike anything i had known before. It made separating from them after graduation all the more excruciating to lose that one person i had trusted with that truth.
Sometime over the next two years i came out to my Mom, but nothing really changed, and i had more or less resolved to rot and die under the identity i had been born into. I let my undergrad studies chew me up, neglected all but the most necessary body maintenance, and spent every moment outside work or class buried in video games or books. At some point something snapped out of place, or perhaps back into place. I knew i didn’t want to die like this. I wanted something more for my life and my flesh than being a half dead servitor stocking yogurt. I wanted to transition, and however slowly, however long it took, that’s what i resolved to do.
It took a while. I had no real finances, no privacy, and little independence. I was coming from a white low-self-expression, high-control household. I “messed up” while base coating warhammer models one time and gave myself black nails. My dad berated me about it for days before trying to pin my hands down and sand the paint off (didn’t work, thank you automotive primer). When i was ~22 i got my ears pierced, basically the first permanent part of my transition, and i had never known as much joy as i did driving home knowing the pain was a step of permanent progress. Around this time 2019/2020 i started being out online, more vocal about being transgender as opposed to just having a relatively inexpressive fandom blog with no info beyond my name.
When i was 24, two years ago i came out to my dad, and a week later i left for grad school halfway across the country. I had an apartment all to myself, and my own source of income. I spent my spare change building up a wardrobe of new clothes that i actually liked. I got my first year of grad school done mostly without anything remarkable. Went to some queer events at my school. Found a partner. Got loved to bits for a while. Re-came out to my parents over the summer, and this time it stuck. Started HRT that fall, 2023. Came out to my classmates and coworkers and was rewarded with support and acceptance. Lost the partner. Devastated. Resolve to get even hotter and cooler. Smash out 3 piercings and a tattoo inside a week. Develop personal fashion sense. Attend research conference. Get better at makeup. Go to some concerts. Increase HRT. Tiddy Arc. Buy bra with a supportive bestie. Start weekly therapy. Increase HRT. Cosplay at a major convention. Schedule another tattoo. More HRT. Bra no longer optional. Present day. Tattoo on Wednesday. 90% of progress packed into the last year or so. Undeniably hotter, happier, and more self-expressive than anything in the last 24 years prior.
Transitioning is more than worth it, it brings me so much relief and joy every day no matter how shitty my day is otherwise, and while i have known doubt, i have never for an instant known regret.
There is still time🖤🏳️‍⚧️💕
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thisfanisgonesorry · 10 months ago
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claire redfield — eat that girl for lunch
every college girl has that “phase” (happy pride month!)
tags: smut, angst, song: lunch - billie eilish, 'angry' sex, cunnilingus, lingerie, bratting, straps ons mentioned, closeted, period-typical + internalised homophobia, secret fwb, canon compliant, pre re2, mix of 1998 and 2019 canon. more notes on ao3.
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1998. The start of September, the end of Summer. Living on the other side of the Arklays. Flip-phone cradled in my hand as I drove through the midwestern nothingness. I glanced down at the screen, waiting for the text that always came on my drive home from the city. The radio echoed through the cabin, just another niche station to occupy the backroads.
Like a psychic, the phone flashed, displaying the message. ‘Coming back tonight?’ She wrote improperly, and I slowed my car enough to text back a simple ‘yes’, waiting for the next flash.
‘Call me when you’re there. Got you something.’ The drive never felt so long.
The call was curt, a simple warning, a simple courtesy to ask if she wanted me to bring any food while I was in the midst of town, she mused a ‘no’, and wished me safe travels.
I walked into the small house rented between a handful of girls, all away for summer break bound to return in a few days, keys clattering in the bowl. Eyes glancing to the white package, angel wings barricading her name that was scribbled on the front.
‘— Claire’
I dug my nails into the plastic. The package was soft but lumpy, and I hesitated to tear the plastic. I peeled at the glue, and my eyes landed on the contents, a sigh escaping me. I quickly discarded the evidence that she got me a gift at all, pushing the plastic far down into the trashcan as I held the soft fabric and the rough leather in my hands.
I made my way up the stairs, and she could hear the thud-thud-thud of my feet as I rushed. I pushed in without knocking, and there was a glint in her eyes as she saw me. She sat at her desk, littered with different types of paper, but it seemed like the last thing on her mind.
“Hey. How was seeing your family?” She spoke casually, genuinely invested in my trip though using it as a shield. Her hands dug into her scalp as she pulled her hair into a messy ponytail.
“Just fine. What’s this?” I asked, my tone firm as I held up the plastic atrocity in my hand.
“It’s a gift.”
She finished tying up her hair, the elastic snapping as she let go of it, she looked like the cat who got the cream. A small pitter patter from the shower in her personal ensuite, warming up as we stared each other down.
“I’m running you a shower.” She mused.
I approached her, and she stood from her seat to not get towered over, her weak excuse of a distraction evidently didn’t work. “Are you serious?” I shoved her the items in my hands, pushing the plastic into her chest for her to take. She grinned and tilted her head.
“What? What’s wrong with it?”
The jestful attitude made me bite my tongue. She was oblivious, or completely uncaring, either way, it was beyond frustrating. “What?” I scoffed. “What if someone saw you buy this? What if someone finds you with it?”
She played with the soft fabrics and her hands fiddled with the plastic. “It’s just a dildo.” She tried to calm the situation, her grin both reassuring and completely infuriating. “No ones gonna see it.”
I stared her down. “Claire.” I warned, and she rolled her neck with a sigh.
“We’re wasting water.” She added, eyes glancing at the shower with a short directional nod. She handed back the soft fabric. Her tone wasn’t demanding, but it was clear there wasn’t room to argue. “Try ‘em on.”
I snatched them back with a scowl and she smiled down at me. She bowed her head slightly.
“If I’m allowed, I can help you take ‘em off.”
The mirror slightly steamed and my damp hair dripped down my shoulders and back. I tried to brush my hair with the towel as I stood there in the bra and panties she got for me. 
Her eyes raked my body as she sat back on the bed, still fiddling with the plastic dick. “Could you put that thing down?”
“Oh, come on, I won’t use it... Tonight...” She placed it to the side. “Fit good? Do you like it?”
I gave a short spin in front of the mirror, a curt hum as I reached behind to adjust the straps. A short and black corset brassiere, the lace cups pushed my boobs upwards, and the hooks were long. Several for back support as the fabric came to my midriff. The underwear were similar, though looked slightly different as if not from a set.
Her eyes creased as she smiled, my indifferent attitude not doing anything to sway her more than keen interest. She saw it as a challenge that she knew she’d win eventually, and that this little huff of mine would get snuffed out.
“Bring that over here.” She patted the side of the bed, moving away from the headboard to throw her legs over the side, waiting for me. Her elbow rested on the pillow as I continued to analyse myself in the mirror, considering her options. Her eyes glued to the close corner of her room, so close she could taste it.
Her nails dug into the pillow as she kept one hand softly laid on the bed, not trying to be upfront with her aggressive need. I took pity on her — at least that’s what I’d tell myself when I left behind my autonomy to listen to her and approach.
I stood in front of her with my hands on my hips, my eyebrows furrowed at the way she took me in, her hands took quick work into slapping my wrists away and taking their place. Her thumb fiddled with the waistband of the underwear and her fingers drifted under the fabric.
I pushed the strands of hair out of her face, tucking them behind her ears and holding the back of her head as she looked up at me. A long unspoken moment dragged out, she didn’t want to push too hard but she wanted to watch me squirm. All my reluctance would always wash away the second my mind was swimming with other things, and she knew that all too well.
“Do you need a seat?” She murmured, pulling me closer. My hands drifted from the back of her head onto her shoulders. “I’ll volunteer.”
Her hands gripped my hips as she pulled me to kneel above her lap, her fingers digging into the soft of my flesh as she pulled down the fabric, dragging it to my knees and then struggling to pull it down further as she began to blindsight herself by pressing kisses on my stomach and hips. 
She reclined, moving her legs back onto the bed and laying back against the pillows. She pulled me with her like I was nothing. My knees straddled her chest and then took a perch on either side of her head, the cushiony pillows easing my knees.
She nuzzled her nose onto my mons, and her eyes fluttered watching me. “You look so pretty.” She whispered. Her mouth latched onto the skin, her tongue swiping across the slit as she craned her neck. “You taste so sweet.”
A harsh blush spread across my face as I held onto the headboard for support, though she pulled my hips to put my weight on her. “Claire—” I tried to protest but a low moan ripped through me when I felt myself sink onto her.
She hushed me with a grin, feeling the way my fight left my body. Her lips encapsulated the sweet pearl, and her jaw moved with each way I squirmed on her face.
It was messy — teeth clashing, an embarrassing amount of wetness coated her lips close to immediately. Her fingers kneaded the flesh of my thighs, eyes glazed and glued to her fervour.
My thighs tightened around her head, I let out a choked whine and wanted to dig my nails into her hair, despite the effort it took to how she tied it up. The parts of her fringe framed her face while he worked hard, and it was a mesmerising view.
“Good?” She asked, not relenting her movements. Her keen eye wanted to make sure this was perfect, wanting the verbal cue if there was anything that needed to change. I shook my head ‘no’ and she hummed with a shaking breath. “Y’sure?” Her fingers trailing along my skin.
“Certain.” I nodded blankly, a hazy expression, blanked out with bliss as my head lolled with little to no neck strength. I grinded my hips onto her face, silently guiding her with an internalised refusal to verbalise what I needed — Why ask when I could do it myself? Why verbalise that I want a woman?
Her fingers trailed to the slick hole, pushing her two slender and smooth fingers inwards. I jerked at the pressure, and she had to pull me back down onto her face and fingers, a quiet hush as she prodded around my insides like it was nothing, just a regular Sunday, and instead of God, she’s worshipping in another way.
The glint in her eyes turned smug. “Shut the fuck up.” I whined, trying to stay stern but failing, my body hunching, the only thing supporting my body was the white-knuckled grip on the wood headboard, which incidentally stopped it from banging against the wall. “Don’t even.”
“..Have y’ever been this wet before with a guy?”
Curling her fingers as she felt that squishy, inviting spot. The warmness enveloping her hand, and dripping down her fingers quickly. Her legs shuffled, repositioning them as she bucked her hips, eager for self pleasure but ignoring it. Her mind honed into one thing and one thing only while the back of her mind drove instinctively towards herself.
“Shut up, god, shut up.” I warned with no real weight behind the words.
I let out a low growl, digging my nails into her scalp and using her hair as leverage, grinding against her face. She let out a moan and her hand squeezed my hip and continued to curl, feeling the way I clenched around her as I rode her face and fingers with selfish ease.
“But you’re soo—” She spoke between sloppy kisses to my clit. “—Easy to annoy.” She was more than content with the way I fucked myself on her, and I only realised after that it’s exactly what she wanted.
“And you’re soo annoying.” I hissed. “I barely even like you.”
Her deft tongue managed out a few words as I took what I wanted with no complaints from her. “Oh, so you hate me.” She mocked, crooning sweetly
“I tolerate you.”
She huffed in amusement, forcibly removing herself from me and flipping me flat on my back, her arm pressed across my stomach to keep me down as she continued her movements without a moment’s pause. “Tolerate?”
I nodded, trying to seem unphased. “Mhmhm.” I hummed, squirming my hips in time.
“Nothing more..?” She challenged, her fingers moving faster, almost inhumanely as they felt the telltale signs. “So you’re not gonna cum?”
“No.” I lied.
She didn’t take long to retaliate, shuffling my legs so my shins pressed against her shoulders, a weak attempt to keep me in place as her hand dropped from my stomach and dug into the waistband of her pink shorts. She hissed in relief at the contact that her body was aching for, and a short lived fight for dominance took place in the millisecond of weakness that flashed between us. My fingers digging into her hair, holding her ponytail back as her mouth sucked harder on my clit, taking it between her teeth for a second.
Flicking her eyes up at me and watching the way my face flushed pink from the lewd wet noises between both our wet cunts and her sloppy mouth. “You better not cum then.” She mumbled under her breath, though she felt the impending doom. She continued to grumble incoherently to herself, letting out breathy moans as she circled her clit.
“But you can?”
She huffed, burying herself deeper into me until I was breathless. “I’m not a lesbian until graduation.” She countered, before mumbling ‘4 year dyke’ under her breath, not as a direct insult, but definitely with intent to sting, voicing her frustrations with my constant insufferable denial.
Met with no comment, nothing I could muster up the courage to say, nothing I could look her in the eyes and lie to her face about, she pulled away briefly, harshly spitting on slit and letting it dribble down onto her fingers, beginning to thrust them in and out while curling into the g-spot.
“Wait, Claire—” I writhed my head back against the pillow, slacking my jaw with small pants for air as all the muscles in my body tensed. 
She watched me like a deer in headlights, feeling the sting of her hair being pulled as I squirmed under the touch I was now trying to avoid, feeling that wave hit the shoreline. She could feel it coming, and she knew it would, it was satisfaction to her that she could bring me to this precipice.
Her lips chased me when I tried to pull away, my vision blurring slightly and my hips bucking. “There you go..” She murmured.
“Claire, ‘m—” It ripped through me like a bullet, loud enough where I had to mentally thank God that the house was empty, the moans growing in volume and more frequent, what were quiet sighs under my breath were now almost screams through the whole rental.
She nodded in understanding, feeling the sting in her scalp as I pushed her where I needed her lips. “You sound so good when you’re not fighting with me.” She praised despite the muffle, I keened, and arched my back with a cry.
My body shook, an incoherent string of babbles and cries of curses filled the air, her name littered through with pleas, though the sentence only lasted for a moment; after a few seconds, my body slumped, and my grip on her relaxed. She slowed her hand to a stop before retracting from the sloppy wetness that was just moments before threatening to break her fingers clean off.
Her hand held my thigh down as her tongue focused less on the bundle of nerves and on savouring the taste, cleaning up the excess cum that spread across most of my lower half. She felt the twitching of overstimulation and eased her way up my body, now speckled with sweat droplets and heaving for air.
Her fingers deftly tried to unbutton the front of her jean shorts to make her self-pleasure easier to achieve, though admittedly she was only trying idly, both hands tugging at the fabric until it was open just enough. She swapped her hands, her dominant now shoved between the jean fabric and her soft skin and her other held my jaw as she analysed my face, a chaste kiss placed on my lips.
I licked them when she pulled away, tasting myself but it was always sweeter when it came from her mouth. “Are you gonna cum?” I whispered, looking at her half-lidded features, we were both breathless but she was insatiable. “Tell me you’re gonna cum.”
“Yeah, yeah. I am.” She agreed. I wrapped one arm around her shoulders, feeling her black tank top under my hand as I held her closer to me. Boobs pressed closely together, her thigh between mine with her shorts now wide open at the front, her white panties poking out.
A longer, greedy kiss came quickly, lips almost crashing into mine as her hands put the same effort on herself that she just did to me. “Like having sex with you.” I tried to admit, something I knew would please her; an attempt of condolences since she’d somewhat convinced herself that I didn’t like having sex with women, which I suppose came from some level of truth.
If I could, I’d lie, but something about the mental image of her fucking herself with the same fingers that were knuckle-deep in my cunt, covered in the juices now mixing with hers wasn’t something I could push away and ignore.
“Now you wanna talk?”
“Your mouth is less busy than before.” A weak half excuse to hr teasing, she knew it. She agreed in amusement nonetheless, open mouthed and hazy eyed. I leant forward, or moreso pulled her shoulders closer to me, needing to feel her soft pink lips against mine.
Like the sex, the kiss was sloppy and messy, teeth clicking together like it did below, small breaths as she tried to be methodical — I think that was just who Claire was. I felt her insistence, and held her shoulders tighter, and her arm slinked from my jaw to around the small of my waist, desperate to hold us closer, like we’d melt together, but our bodies fit together almost perfectly anyway, no melting required.
I tugged her hand away from out of her pants, replacing it with mine. My fingers weren’t as deft as hers, didn't move as quick paced, or as smoothly, or generally skilled. Jagged, sharp movements that could probably cut you, but her back hunched, and she pressed further into me. 
“Fuck..” She breathed, taken partially by surprise.
“I want you to cum.” I nodded earnestly, lips messily brushing against hers. She lazily huffed in amusement, almost like she didn’t believe me. She shuddered and dug her nails into my forearm, the messy, needy unsynchronization, and the pads of her beloved fingers made her squirm.
“Yeah, I’m gonna, I’m gonna.” She shuddered, a low and soft but pitchy moan filling the air, before she bit down on her lip. Her body hunched, trembling as she shook. “Oh, god.” Another louder moan erupted from her throat and I felt the twitching of her clit, mimicking the way her walls would be clenching around me if only I tried — I continued to rub with reckless eagerness until her twitching simmered into a dull stimulation that burnt at her muscles and core.
She lazily laid on top of me, barely holding herself up more than what was necessary. Her hand retracted from my forearm, crescent moon shapes indented on my veins like they belonged there. She lightly tugged them away from her waistband, the wetness glistening in the low light, the same way her lips glistened pink just minutes ago when she came up for air.
I spread the two fingers that rubbed her clit to my lips, covered in the mixture of our cum, and spread the two, I inched to push them between my lips before she hastily pressed into me; we kissed through the obstacle, the mixture of us both almost intoxicating as she came down from the high.
The taste slowly dissipated and replaced itself with saliva, I pulled my hand down and held her close, and it seemed like everything began to slow down. The kisses, the breathing, the whole world.
“You can sleep in here tonight.” She offered quietly, though it was more of an ask, her hand drifting under the fabric of the brassiere. She hesitated to go further, but she bargained for a compromise. “Keep this going.. They shouldn’t— won’t be back for another few days.”
I stayed silent, and she could tell by my breathing that I was thinking about it, but that wasn’t good enough. Yes or no. This was an attempt at a compromise.
“What’s 2 girl friends having a sleepover?” She whispered, tracing circles on my ribs and stomach.
I sighed, a deep inhale, her face nuzzled into the crook of my collarbone. “You think I would leave?” I asked, diverting the topic away from my response and towards her expectations. Why couldn’t I just agree with her for once? It’s not like our friends would judge us, would they? She was trying to work with me here, why was I being difficult?
“I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again—”
“Claire..”
“I’m interested in more than just bein’ your ‘friend’.”
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cadaverre · 9 months ago
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sims4bradshaw · 1 year ago
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BOX - Letitia Matthews (1998).
Born in 1976, Letitia Matthews released her career-defining album "BOX" in 1998. This was her final release under Freezer Bunny Records. It has been said that its adventurous sound and sexually charged lyrics changed the sound of RnB permanently. The song “Chocolate Covered Strawberry” was named the best song of the 90s, and “Like Velvet (feat. Quay Acapella)” has been dubbed the most influential song of the 21st century. She was among the first to work with producers such as Santiago Clemens & Will Daniels. Multiple artists have cited Matthews as an inspiration for their own work and their own careers. After her departure from Freezer Bunny records, Letitia Matthews went on to release many other albums, including the Grammy nominated "Doves Rock." However, she was never again able to recreate the financial and critical success of "BOX" and has not released any new music since 2008. In 2014, she married Santiago Clemens and relocated to San Sequoia. Letitia still performs occasionally (her last tour was in 2019), but she has, for the most part, stepped away from the spotlight.
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cocoabeloved · 1 year ago
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❛ ♡ WELCOME !! ☕ ୧
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↳ જ⁀➴ 🏹 。˚ “i want to do something splendid before i go into my castle--something heroic, or wonderful--that won't be forgotten after i'm dead. i don't know what, but i'm on the watch for it, and mean to astonish you all, some day. i think i shall write books, and get rich and famous; that would suit me, so that is my favorite dream.” — JO MARCH, LITTLE WOMEN <33 (my absolute beloved!!)
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❝ 𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐘 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐒𝐌 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐘 𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 ❞
││↳ 🖇️ [ABOUT ME] -> fifteen • 🇸🇱/🇬🇧 • student • INFJ, 4w5 • november scorpio • slytherclaw • casual swiftie • major coffee addict (me 🤝 lorelai & rory over being insane over coffee) • PROUD FEMINIST • sacred moonchild • avid reader • CAT LOVER • pacey witter lovergirl • sunset & sunrise enjoyer • i hate it here by taylor swift as a person!! • philosopher at heart • major english & history lover • middle child • okokok girlie <33 (methinks) • sylvia plath & oscar wilde enthusiast • relate to 'chosen last' by sara kays more than i should • big brown doe-eyed cinephile • self-diagnosed pinterest whore • legally married to spotify • fashionista & red nails enthusiast • stationary shops adorer ♡ • forever a lover of the sea • total perfectionist, overthinker & teenage girl-er 25/8
╰┈➤ [MAJOR INTERESTS/HOBBIES] -> true crime ➝ music ➝ reading ➝ playlist-making ➝ philosophy➝ media/character analysis ➝ video essays ➝ english literature ➝ greek mythology ➝ dancing ➝ reading ➝ poetic cinema ➝ defending my beloved characters ➝ deep intellectual conversations ➝ greta gerwig films ➝ arts & crafts ➝ FASHION ➝ sleeping ALL day ➝ online shopping but never actually buying anything? ➝ researching random shit on the internet ➝ photography ➝ skincare ➝ crocheting ➝ cooking & baking ➝ studying ➝ writing in planners/organising journals ➝ going to stationary stores ➝ board games ➝ girlblogging ➝ maladaptive daydreaming ➝ scrolling on pinterest/tumblr for unhealthy amounts of time ➝ making moodboards ➝ etc. (but i also DESPERATELY want to learn the electric guitar because it's def the best instrument to ever exist?!)
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chosetherose · 1 year ago
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Late June 2019 / Cruel Summer / Why Now?
Remember when Taylor and Karlie posted these photos on June 28, 2019? Two days before news broke about the sale of her masters. While there was a feeling in the air that something big might happen for Taylor at the end of pride month.
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Now, on October 18, 2023, Taylor is releasing new versions of Cruel Summer with a new photo from that photoshoot we first saw in late June 2019.
Calling back to this photoshoot is a choice. Now obviously, the masters heist was cruel. But we know there was likely something else cruel going on behind the scenes. Some kind of derailment for big plans.
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Why do it now? On October 18th? Jerklie’s faux anniversary? Is there tea to be sipped? Is it the calm before the storm?
She may have also been referencing 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿’s “nailed to the wall” date today too. Which has always felt, to me, like the agreed upon Jerklie divorce timeline.
Is something coming? Hmm. 🤔
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maybankbae · 1 year ago
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The One With The Camera.
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Warnings: Cursing
August 2019
"Hey Mom!” Gabriella answered her phone, setting her camera down and leaning against a mural she was photographing. She always had the brightest smile on her face whenever one of her parents called.
"Hey baby.” Her mom said with a smile on her face sitting on the patio of her childhood home in Laguna Beach.
Gabriella currently works as UCLA's photographer for the campus, ranging from highlighting the art that students have made and displayed around school to creating posters for upcoming events on campus.
Her and her mom continued talking until her roommate, Ashlyn sent her a text urging her to come back to their shared apartment.
Gabriella got to their apartment as Ashlyn basically dragged her in and sat her on the couch.
"Ouch could you pull my damn arm any harder!" Gabriella exclaimed once she sat down.
Ashlyn disregarded her statement as she was pacing back and forth around the apartment while having the biggest Cheshire cat smile.
Ashlyn ran a podcast on campus called The Ashlyn Show almost a direct hit to her favorite show as a kid 'The Amanda Show’ even if the creator of the show was a complete creep.
She talks about topics ranging from the Sephora kids she's been seeing on TikTok to environmental issues. Gabriella also films and edits every video she does.
"Okay so you know how I've been sending countless emails and messages to the radio staff to have musical guests on my podcast right every week, just to bring in more viewers?" She started.
Gabriella shook her head yes as she picked at the skin around her grown out acrylic nails.
"So obviously I've been getting some pretty shitty soundcloud producers and rappers." Gabriella’s lips pursed into a thin line as she raised an eyebrow. "Don't look at me like that."
"Well look no further than here, 5 Seconds of Summer are coming on the podcast in less than 15 minutes!" Ashlyn exclaimed, shaking Gabriella’s hands and jumping up and down with her.
"Oh my god shut up! I love their newest single 'Teeth' so much. Not to mention I've had the biggest celebrity crush on their lead singer ever since I was 12 and saw him doing covers on Youtube."
"I'm telling you this would be a great opportunity for both of us, you can plug your video and editing skills and I could woo Ashton with my impressive conversion skills." Ashlyn suggested while dramatically flipping her long red hair over her left shoulder.
"Hey, you guys have matching hair colors. I guess it's a sign." Gabriella joked with her.
"Oh my goodness you're right!!" Ashlyn said, taking the joke seriously. Gabriella just chuckled at her friend.
Gabriella's eyes soon widened as she racked over her appearance. An old graphic tee, some biker shorts and her beat up black converse. "I didn't even straighten my hair today. I look disgusting." She pointed to the messy strands of blonde hair falling out of her bun that she spent too much time this morning that she'd rather not mention.
Ashlyn scoffed as she grabbed her studio keys and clutch wallet from the bowl at the door. “Oh please you look gorgeous as always."
She sighed and collected her video camera, lenses, and tripod before following Ashlyn across campus and into her studio that she rents in the radio station.
"They should be here within the next 5 minutes. I'm gonna go pee before I piss myself mid interview. You can set up your camera and video stuff over there." Ashlyn pointed in the middle of the room
"Well if you did that Ashton would be surprised! I don't think it would be a good surprise nonetheless a surprise." Gabriella yelled as Ashlyn flipped her off from behind.
Gabriella laughed as she set up her video camera and tripod and scrolled on her phone on instagram stories to wait for Ashlyn to return from the bathroom.
She stopped at the @5SOS instagram story as it was a picture of Luke walking across their campus with the caption of 'Tune into our interview on 'The Ashlyn Show' podcast 2pm EST/ 11am PST'
Ashlyn returned less than 2 minutes later and started turning on her LED lights around the small space and turned on all the mics to make sure they worked correctly. She turned on their song 'Teeth' as the boys came in. Gabriella got up and turned her livestream onto the waiting room page and set the timer for 3 minutes.
They all shook her hand and sat down while introducing themselves. Gabriella looked everywhere except in Luke's direction. He looked so good in his yellow satin shirt and black jeans, his signature boots on his feet. Such a simple outfit but on his tall frame it had her weak in the knees.
"Hi guys! It's me, Ashlyn and welcome back to The Ashlyn Show. Obviously you guys know Gabby," Ashlyn dramatically held her left hand out towards the girl who peeped her head in the camera frame and waved. "Hey guys."
"Andddd that was Teeth by 5 Seconds of Summer, their latest single! Thank you guys so much for taking the time out of your busy day to come chat!" Ashlyn spoke to the video camera Gabriella had set up to livestream.
"Thank you so much for having us, we hope people enjoy us fucking around for about 2 hours." Micheal joked after 2 minutes of awkward silence. Gabriella made a mental note to herself bleep most of the cuss words they use when she goes to edit.
The interview was going great. They had amazing chemistry with Ashlyn as she kept up with their jokes and chaotic energy, Gabriella even joined in on some of the jokes with them.
Ashton made a joke about the two having matching hair as Ashlyn blushed redder than a tomato. Gabriella even started laughing along with them which she felt Luke’s eyes on her whenever she did.
Within 10 minutes of the interview starting, they already had close to 100,000 people watching them, the most viewers they've seen all year. Close to the end of the interview, Luke subtly found Gabriella’s Instagram account through the podcast account.
After the interview they guys had to leave to go do more press interviews. Luke was bummed out because he really wanted to talk to Gabriella.
Back in the car Luke finally had the guts to follow Bianca's instagram thanks to Calum basically grabbing his phone and doing it for him. It took everything in him to not follow her professional one as well, he thought that'd be a little stalker vibes, he did scroll through it though.
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Gabriella stood in the kitchen as she watched her instant microwave noodles spin when she felt her phone buzz in the waistband of her Victoria's Secret pink pajama shorts. She pulled it out and saw an Instagram notification she never thought it a million years would she see.
@lukehemmings started following @gabriellaaacampbell
"Ash! Ashlyn! Oh my god you have to see this." Gabriella turned to the girl laying across the couch watching The First 48.
"What?" She said with a mouth full of hot cheeto’s.
She flipped the phone to as her eyes widened in shock. "No way!! He followed you? How'd he get your instagram??"
"Im pretty sure it's on the bio of the podcast instagram." She quickly replied. "Do I follow him back??"
"What kind of question is that! Yes of course!”Ashlyn said while lightly smacking her arm.
"Okay you really need to not do that." Bianca said rubbing her arm slightly.
@gabriellaaacampbell followed @lukehemmings
She put her phone face down on the kitchen counter and stirred her noodles and added pepper until 10 minutes later her phone buzzed twice. Gabriella’s eyes widened in suprise and shock.
@lukehemmings sent you a DM.
" Did you just get a message from THE Luke Hemmings?" Ashlyn said looking over her shoulder.
"I guess so yeah." She said unsurely.
Gabriella’s hand shook in excitement and nerves as she opened the message.
'I know your probably wondering how I got your instagram aren't you😂' The message read
'Well I mean I'm not not wondering. I'm yet flattered and scared at the same time' She replied back.
'Well I got it from the podcast account. I didn't expect you to follow back so fast.'
'How could I not?! A really famous guy from my favorite band followed me, the 12 year old in me is screaming'
They stayed texting back and forth for another 4 hours until she stopped responding at close to midnight because she passed out from exhaustion from editing.
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Gabriella was currently at their upstairs neighbor's apartment babysitting their 7 year old, Ethan. She was on her 3rd energy drink of the day, babysitting a 7 year old can be a lot of work especially when she was up late editing their interview and doing some lab report essay for her Physics class that was due two days ago but her teacher is still accepting it.
She kept checking her phone to see if Luke responded to her messages but nothing. She assumed he was busy, I mean he was a rockstar.
Until then she got a DM while Ethan was napping.
'I know this is gonna sound so crazy but I'm in Southern California for another week, wanna possibly get a coffee together?' The message read. She had to read it five times until she came up with a response.
'Yeah that sounds awesome! I know this place about 10 minutes from me.'
'Pick you up around 3 tomorrow?'
'Absolutely!'
'Sounds like a plan then:)'
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racingliners · 10 months ago
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So after @bbglewis told me to stop being silly, I am finally posting pictures from when I volunteered at the Euros after *checks notes* three years.
I was so anxious to talk about it a lot on here bc after Euro 2020 was (rightfully) postponed due to the pandemic I was so terrified to jinx me being there for the tournament because I wanted to be there and take part so much😭
Thankfully it was all fine and even though it was three years ago I can still remember it all so clearly and it really was just one of the Summers of my life so I'm FINALLY going to spend a bunch of posts yelling about it.
(bc well, better three years late than not at all)
To super quickly summarise how I ended up being a volunteer, one of my friends encouraged me to sign up so I did (while Glasgow was also one of the host cities of the tournament, London was actually more viable for me bc I actually had a place to stay with some relatives), the whole process in hindsight wasn't as stressful as I thought, and while the interview day at Wembley is a whole post in itself, it was still really fun going to Wembley for the first time and lo and behold I ended up getting picked.
On the application for we had to select which roles we were interested in, but the Volunteer Team ended up having the final say on what division we were part of (which, there are so many different volunteer roles that help make a football tournament happen, you guys have no idea). I ended up being a Mobility Maker, which was the front of house team based at the stadium on matchdays giving everyone directions, information, and welcoming everyone to the stadium.
Below are some pics from the Interview Day in 2019
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(Spoiler alert there will be lots of Wembley pics, it's a very beautiful stadium).
So jump forward to the start of June 2021 and I get off the train to see Euston all spruced up for the occasion which was SO much fun, and as I type this it was 3 years ago tomorrow that I went to Wembley to get my accreditation and uniform (hilariously I had to go back the next day bc my shorts and trousers didn't fit.)
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Some Wembley Arena fountain ASMR:
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And we did get to keep our uniforms as well as a bunch of other freebies, I still wear various pieces from it to this day. And me being me, I wanted to fully commit to the bit and bring a bunch of different nail polishes with me so I could have a different manicure for each of my six shifts/matches, matching with all the colours from the tournament logo (it ended up being 5 due to the Semi-Finals being back to back, but I did get to fit all the colours in!).
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I will of course showcase each match day manicure!
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wistfuul · 2 months ago
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𝗯𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗯𝗲𝗹 "𝗯𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗲" 𝗯𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗻𝗲𝗿
❝ I feel very small. I don't understand. I have so much courage, fire, energy, for many things, yet I get so hurt, so wounded by small things. ❞
B A S I C S –
Name: Bonnibel Buckner. Nicknames: Bonnie (most commonly known as), Bunny (good friends), Knob (sisters only). Birthday: March 16, 1997. Pronouns: She/Her. Gender/Sex: Cis female. Sexuality: Femme Lesbian. Occupation: Freelance clothing maker/fashion designer/artist, currently part-time nail tech at Stunning Styles Salon.
P E R S O N A L I T Y —
+ Idealistic, steadfast, hospitable. - Reserved, over-sensitive, gullible. She is a LOVER!! She believes that people are innately good and she'll make excuses for anybody's behavior even if they're hurting her. It's very easy to pull tricks on her because she just straight up trusts easily, and she spends a lot of time in her head imagining all of the beautiful possibilities. Very romance forward as well, despite her hesitation to act on it. Being her friend RULES because you will always get a Valentine's/St. Patrick's/Easter/Halloween/President's Day/ETC basket.
A R R I V A L — ( SUMMER 2003 )
Moved to Aurora Bay when she was six and has been here ever since, minus a brief stint at FIT in New York from 2015-2019.
E X T R A B I T S —
– Ideal Friday night is staying in her apartment on her big, comfy couch with a bowl of blackberry gelato, a bowl of microwave popcorn, and a beloved rom-com on the TV. She does it every week (with ice cream flavor subject to change). – Huge on making mood boards and collages. Does at least one manifestation board at the beginning of every month, alongside any of the junk journaling she does throughout the following weeks. She has an instagram where she posts all of her collage art/mood boards. – Extensive MASH player as a kid. Like, obsessively thought about who she'd marry and when she'd marry them and what her life might look like after getting married. She still has a couple of her old MASH sheets, which she's saved for posterity and also to collage with. – Created one of the looks for Sabrina Carpenter on her most recent tour. Absolutely the coolest thing Bonnie's ever done and she CAN'T stop talking about it on her private story (which consists of some friends and her sisters).
C O N N E C T I O N S —
TBA.
B A C K G R O U N D —
tw: brief brief brief mention of paternal illness - grew up in the bay area, though her parents are both from texas so she has visited the south a lot, and a heavy portion of her family wield texan accents. bonnie and her immediate family moved to aurora bay when she was six after her maternal grandmother died and left her huge ass house to the buckners. - comes from a hugely loving and supportive family. she is sooo lucky and often expresses how grateful she is to have not only a great direct family but a decently sized (and fun) extended family as well. - her dad has always been her best friend first and foremost. they often did all the grocery shopping together (and sometimes one of her sisters would tag along too if they felt like coming along) and would spend the whole ride there and back taking the long routes just so they could listen to music with the windows down. - her mom is also a great mom but sometimes there is tension... mother/daughter relationships are like that you know - has three sisters: babs (barbara) who is ten months older, bea (beatrice) who is 1 year younger, and indy (FKA bells aka belinda but she has to be DIFFERENT..) who is 2 years younger and #thebaby. her and her sisters are close and fight like cats but when it comes to her family vs anyone else, bonnie will go down swinging for any of her relatives - bonnie's mother is the breadwinner: she works in stem doing <stem stuff> and her work has her home-base in aurora bay - father has been a tailor since forever - it was a skill his mother taught him and he later taught all of his girls the basics. bonnie took to it the best and had the strongest connection to the craft. in middle school she began experimenting with her own clothes and style, often upgrading the clothes that were bought for her or straight up making her own pieces. eventually, once she was good enough (and once her sisters trusted her) she was often dressing/helping dress all of them. - in high school, bonnie helped with costuming for the school plays/musicals, eventually designing the entire wardrobe for all the shows her senior year. - bonnie of course went to FIT for her schooling. she fit right in to the nyc way of life, and though she came back to california excited to return to her family, she knows she'll return someday - bonnie's father's connections to the upper-middle class of both the san francisco and san diego area gave her access to a network of possibilities. combined with her education at FIT, bonnie was quick to find a pathway to showing the stars her designs and looks. - bonnie took a part time job as a nail tech so that she could work with her sister and keep herself busy with consistent income (even though her solo work funds her plenty). she's not as good at nail art as her sister but she's good and it's fun to spend the days that she's not working on an intricate beaded jumpsuit hanging out with her sister and giggling with customers. - bonnie chooses to stay in AB because her father seems to be getting sick and she knows that she needs to suck up all the family time possible. the idea that something could change is crushing - so the full potential of her career will simply have to wait
PENNED BY MIGZ. ( @ aurorabayaesthetic )
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clxj1999 · 3 months ago
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Hellbilly Deluxe // Rob Zombie
I remember getting exposed to a wide range of artists thanks to both of my parents growing up. My mother was more pop, hip hop, and jazz. Where my dad was into heavier things like rock, metal, and electronica! I'm very grateful I got to experience a wide variety of music, it's why I try to broaden my horizons as much as I do today!
When my nosy ass was going through my parents CD collection in their bulky entertainment center, I stumbled across this album. Nearly shit myself when I first gazed at the cover! I had to give it to my dad and ask him to hide it while I ran to my room bawling my eyes out. To be fair, I was six. So I feel that was a very valid reaction to seeing something like this. Now being twenty five, I am OBSESSED with this album artwork. Rob Zombie always nails the visual components for his catalogue. Makes sense why he wanted to go into movie production! I also remember being made to watch The Devil's Rejects while eating chipotle lmao. Not the most appetizing film! I also got the privilege of seeing him live in 2019! Such immaculate stage presence.
Anyway, normally I can see this being a go-to album to play around Halloween, given its creepy aesthetic and horror movie soundtrack vibe. But I find myself enjoying this album most during the summer! Cruising down the freeway, windows down, car speakers making every bone inside you rattle. Either way, every song on this album does an amazing job at bringing a unique sound to the project, while also maintaining the overall project's cohesiveness! Very fun to listen to, however I'd recommend listening to it during the daytime if you spook easily.
Standout Tracks:
Superbeast
Demonoid Phenomenon
The Ballad Of Resurrection Joe And Rosa Whore
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bruiseslikeblueroses · 3 months ago
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The State of my Unions
I rediscovered Tumblr. Switched over to Bluesky. I feel like a social media refugee. I feel bad for the real refugees in Los Angeles. It seems like the city is burning to the ground. I’m really worried about my bestie. She sounded panicked when we talked last night.
As far as things go, I’m fine. Missing my new husband terribly. I can’t wait for him to move in here, Only three more weeks. This bed and end tables gets switched out for his larger set, which I am all for. My previous domestic partner died on this bed. It’s just too sad. A fresh start is a good thing.
My father wrote us up a dream lease, at least I say this without having seen it yet. Casey, bless him, will be paying 90% of the house expenses with his larger income and I will be taking care of food and tradwife stuff. That sounds quite agreeable. I don’t mind being a housewife at all. I do that anyway, because I like living in a clean house. Eating decent food
The words are coming easier now. She was right, Jami Attenberg's 1000 Words of Summer. This is a good exercise. 200 words without really thinking about it. Of course I am all hopped up of Cold Brew from Casey’s forgotten appliance. That is may secret summer survival tool. I forgot how caffeinated this stuff was, also. Two pint glasses and I’m ready to write the great American novel spew. It feels good.
Now I’m a forth of the way through. A good feeling. There is a lot of history I have with Tumblr. I am happy to see familiar faces there, as well as on Bluesky as people flee Threads. Some are staying, like I thought I’d stay at Twitter/X. I haven’t posted anything but cross promotion there is what feels like years. At least a year. 
Time moves differently now. Faster. It’s 2025 and I’m throwing away cans of food in my pantry that expired in 2019. Trying to get the place cleaned out for Casey. I love him. I love him so much. We want to get old and grey together and I am all about it. I pamper him because he is such a jewel. I made him an apple pie the other day. It’s still siting in the fridge, looking lovely. Should be delicious. He loves my cooking. He’s so nonjudgemental and loving. He’s the one.
415 words. Anything else? It’s two am. Suddenly there are so many more interesting things to do then play video games. It feels like coming alive. I could really use a bath, a nice morning soak. But I’m flying on caffeine and don’t really want to sit still for that long. At lest my hair is okay. Doesn’t need to be washed. I cut my bangs a lot shorter. They look a lot better.
I cut my own hair, I’ve been doing it that way for years. Since I moved to Reno and stopped spending a fortune on my hair and nails. The right thing to do.
Sure, the high life with Larry was nice, but I love Casey so much more. He is so much better in so many ways that I feel like we can really be happy together into old age. I am actually excited about spending the rest of my life with him.
I’ve had many lovers, paramours, wives, booty calls, but Casey is my special loving husband with the same value structure I have. That means the world. I am so happy about him moving in at the end of the month.
Today the cleaners comes and do a deep cleaning on the place. I am so glad. I am so very thankful to my parents for paying for this. I should be awake. I have to be awake, actually. I will have to find various strategies for rooms to hide out in. As the weather is chilly. Near freezing, lately.
I take out my meta glasses. Ask them the forecast. It’s 29 degrees right now. Below freezing. I wonder if it snowed tonight. I got a warning on my phone that it might. 
For some reason my glasses will only play podcasts. I fiddle with them until my Spotify Upbeat Mix comes on. Lady Gaga, Born this Way. The morning seems even more sparkling now. Music is everything.
The changes in Meta’s policies as they try to appeal to the upcoming Trump regime are disturbing. I have no stomach for bullying. As they are explicitly targeting LGBTQIA and mentally ill people, I am going elsewhere digitally for a while.
I can’t afford to leave Reno, Nevada. My psychiatric medication, my wonderful house, my five cats. My new husband. Everything is wonderful except Los Angeles is on fire and the incoming. regime I strongly disagree with. 
Hopefully I can fly under the radar. Keep my head down. Survive.
Yes, I am a bisexual woman who chose to marry a man after two wives did not work out. He’s not my beard, although he has a nice dark beard. We met on OK Cupid. It was all over once I’d read his profile and we started talking. I cleared my schedule till our first date and put on my Bettie Page heels.
I’m listening to Todrick Hall, a regular on Ru aul’s Drag Race. He makes amazing dance music. Casey said I listed to gay club music and he was not wrong. Broadway musicals, Lana Del Rey and remixes they might put on at the Abbey on underwear night. 
Discovering Violet Chachki’s musical output was a revelation. Dominatrix disco.
Since The Vivienne passed, I’ve been watching that All Stars All legends Season. Drag perfection. The Viv turns amazing looks. She looks so radiant and animated on television, it’s hard to accept that she’s gone.
Death, aging, time, change. I have no solution for my fleeting middle age, except don’t stop. Don’t stop writing. Creating. I need it more than ever now.
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dianacarvalhoyt · 2 years ago
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CC List Gêmeas Opostas - Assista a série completa aqui: Gêmeas Opostas - Diana Carvalho
Oii gente! Hoje tô trazendo pra vocês a lista de conteúdos personalizados das Gêmeas Opostas da série que tô fazendo no meu canal lá no YouTube! Nesse post vou colocar os conteúdos personalizados da Margot, vocês podem baixar os da Letícia aqui.
✎ Detalhes de Pele / Skin Details:
Whisper Eyes - by Kelly
bare; a skintone pack - by lamatisse
EA Eyelashes Remover MOD - by Kijiko
rosewater. - by lamatisse
3D eyelashes ☆*:。Part 4 - by Miiko
MM Eyebrows N08 Rinoa - by PralineSims
Mouth Corners N03 - by PralineSims
PIXELORE ORGANIC HAIRLINE RECOLOR & FIX BY QWERTYSIMS
Mini Preset Drop - by simbience
LITTLE DETAILS; collection of facial skin details - by nesurii
✎ Cabelo / Hair:
Venere Hairstyle by simstrouble
✎ Maquiagem / Makeup:
THE DARK MAGIC PALETTE - by crypticsim
SavvySweet and Crypticsim
Marigold Petal Blush - by LadySimmer94
E-GIRL XXXL Makeup Collection - by PralineSims
EYELINER Ultimate Collection - by Pralinesims
Summer Blushes Part 1 - by Miiko
Autumnal Cheek Blusher - by LadySimmer94
✎ Acessórios / Accessories:
S-Club ts4 WM Earrings 202104 - by S-Club
Nail It! Set by Joliebean
Nuage Set (13 items) - by PralineSims
ღ Casual:
SENTATE X TRILLYKE 2020
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acaplaya-musings · 1 year ago
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Voiceplay Visuals: Aca Top 10 Hits Of 2019
A bit more of a random-sounding Top 10 for Voiceplay to do, but they did something similar 4 years prior with "Aca Top 10 Summer Hits of 2015" (or something like that - I never watched it). This video released right at the end of December 2019 (just a week after their Frozen 2 Medley, damn), and was arranged by Geoff! And all the other Aca Top 10s have been very comedic visually, so this one should be fun as well! (I have seen this a few times before, but it's not one I've watched a lot)
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The guys really said "oh good, a video where we don't have to put as much thought or effort into our clothing choices! 😂"
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"I do my hair toss, check my nails!" (we were robbed of Geoff doing a hair toss in this one ngl /j )
Also we're back to Geoff holding up cards for each song! (But in this one the cards change colours! (via post-production editing))
Eli, Earl, and J brushing their shoulders off 😁
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"Just walk your fine ass out the doooor" (👉👈)
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(I'm also a big Swiftie, sue me)
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J and Layne what are you two doing 😂
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Omg not Layne making it rain XD
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J None vibing (also see what I mean about the colour-changing song title cards?)
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Time for Eli to be extra dramatic, it seems! 😁
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Nope, Earl's the bigger drama queen here I think! 😆
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cue low-key ridiculous vocal percussion/beatboxing moment
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cue low-key ridiculous bass (subharmonic?) note! (it still counts as talking about the visuals okay!)
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aaaaand cue whatever J is doing 😆
(Also just realized Layne's hair is styled slightly differently for this video?)
Love J's dancing during "Senorita", and Earl's air bongos!
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Man they had a lot of fun with the Old Town Road bit didn't they? Positively vibing
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Return of the Carrot Lord!
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Earl: (pretending to ride a horse)
Layne: (being a horse)
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Ayyyy we got another Eli Eyebrow Raise!
Oh wait that's the end of the video (told you I haven't watched this one as much!)
This post might have not been super long, but things are definitely gonna be kicking up a gear from this point. I sense some quite long posts on the horizon, waiting to be written...
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Paul Russell, P1Harmony, GUNNAR, Charlieonnafriday, (G)I-DLE & Teddy Swims – Jingle Ball Village 2023 – KIA Forum – Los Angeles, CA – December 1, 2023  
It’s a rarity to hear roaring cheering while you’re still on your way to the concert venue. However, enthusiastic fans showed up strong for iHeartRadio 102.7 KIIS FM’s 2023 Jingle Ball Pre-Show — some even traveling from different countries and lining up since 5AM in order to catch a glimpse of their favorite artists on stage.
The annual pre-Jingle Ball event enlists the top up-and-coming artists to conduct a Q&A or perform on stage for a dedicated crowd full of fans.
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Powerhouse vocalist Teddy Swims took to the stage first — serenading the audience with his soulful vocals that allowed for his raw talent to shine through. While Swims initially gained notoriety by uploading cover songs of classic hits onto YouTube in 2019, it didn’t take long for him to be signed to a label and grow on a massive global scale. Yet, he hasn’t forgotten his sincere appreciation for his fans, saying genuine thanks for coming out to see him sing.
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To maintain the exciting momentum, K-pop girl group (G)I-DLE then came onto the stage for a special Q&A. Their incredible stage presence, ranging from striking their best badass poses to getting the fans to sing their hits, made everyone go wild. They freshly completed their second worldwide tour, the “I Am Free-ty World Tour,” spanning 18 countries this year, where they highlighted their meticulous choreography and catchy pop tunes.
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Next up was up-and-comer, charlieonnafriday, a rising hip-hop songwriter that quickly amassed a dedicated fanbase on social media with his talent. His captivating energy on stage was apparent as he seamlessly switched between upbeat and more mellow songs that displayed his musical versatility as an artist. He recently was seen opening for Tate McRae’s “Are We Flying” tour and is embarking on his own European tour in April 2024.
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Hitting the stage afterwards was California native, GUNNAR, a pop-rock newcomer that has nailed how to command the audience’s attention. He started his set by immediately launching off of the drum platform, jettisoning a few feet into the air all while strumming chords on his electric guitar. The energy for the rest of his set only increased from there. GUNNAR most recently opened for Maroon 5’s sold-out tour across Europe and the U.K.
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South Korean boy band, P1Harmony, then proceeded to take the stage amidst a sea of diehard fans who raised up their handmade signs and threw up hearts with their fingers for their favorite group member. With their energetic and catchy tunes sung effortlessly by the group, accompanied by their impeccable dance moves in perfect sync, it’s no surprise P1Harmony has garnered such a large global fanbase with their talent.
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Closing out the pre-Jingle Ball show was rapper and singer-songwriter Paul Russell, the ever-exuberant and charming performer that keeps you smiling throughout the entire performance. His energy impressively matched that of the crowd, as he delightfully ran across the stage to engage with all sides of the audience and invited everyone to sing along to the chorus of his songs. Russell first skyrocketed into the public eye when the snippet of his song, “Lil Boo Thang” went viral on TikTok in the summer of 2023. Since then, he was signed to Arista Records and has continued to release songs that infuse a mix of funk, pop, R&B, and hip-hop.
Keep your eye out for the 2024 Jingle Ball Pre-Show lineup for more opportunities to catch incredible emerging artists like these!
Larisa Jiao
Copyright ©2023 PopEntertainment.com. All rights reserved. Posted: December 3, 2023.
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eclecticnaileducation · 1 year ago
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The Evolution of the Nail Industry
Over time, the nail industry evolved and adapted to changing trends and technology. An example of this is the revolutionary invention of the electric nail file in the 20th century. This invention made it possible to polish nails with greater speed and precision. Another note worthy invention is acrylic nails in the 1950s which allowed for the creation of longer and more durable nails.
Progression of the Manicure
In 1925 the lunar/half manicure was created by Jeff Pink the founder of ORLY cosmetic company. By the 1980s nail painting became envogue and has been extremely popular since then.
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lunar/half manicure
Influence by Women of Colour
According to history, women of colour contributed to the evolution of nail artistry. They were influential and the real pioneers of attractive and stylish nail designs. In the 70s Diana Ross and Donna Summer displayed long acrylics with reflective and bright metallics, this nail design choice can still be seen in the present day.
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Flo-Jo Florence
A prominent sports person known as Griffith Joyner, a celebrity for the NAILS magazine in 1993, wore acrylic nails that drew a lot of attention to herself. She was seen wearing a white, gold, red, and blue colored set of nails. Her celebrity influence created a massive spotlight on the use of nails, which moved the industry forward for more prominence. 
During this decade, Flo-Jo’s nails increased in prominence. Other hip-hop celebrities like Lil’ Kim and Missy Elliot followed suit. They sported acrylic with bling, hand-painted designs, etc. This was a major inspiration to the many fashion ideas today.
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The Nail Industry in the 90s
The nail industry experienced a different level of growth from the beginning of the decade. As it grew in some locations. Records have it that discount nail salons in the US migrated to Canada at that time.
In 1990, the governing body for nail manufacturers, the “Nail Manufacturers Council”; was created. In 1992, the “Nails Industry Association” emerged. In 1993, nails had photo designs. And in the following year, there were nail polishes that dried within minutes. In essence, the nail industry in the 90s had better evolution than in preceding years.
The Nail Industry Today
The evolution of the nail industry has brought nail experts to the limelight. In 2019, the nail industry was worth billions of dollars. To date, its worth has increased continually. A major contributing factor to its growth is the social media platforms on which it thrives. Research has it that about 93% of nail personnel use Pinterest. A lot of them also use popular platforms like YouTube and Instagram. Fashion runways have contributed to the growth of the industry due to the robust nature of visibility it offers. Also, celebrities are a significant contributing factor.
'The Evolution of the Nail Industry' by Eclectic Nail Education is now concluded.
Come back next time for 'Nail Trends of 2023: Fall and Winter ’.
Thank you for reading!
Have a Fantastic Day everyone!!7
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