#a sunbonnet blue

[crinolinecuriousity]

Sunbonnet | c.mid-19th century

[lightasthesun]

Comprehensive Lexicon Guide for First-Time SW Fic Readers:

Flimsi/Flimsiplast = Paper

Flimsiwork/Datawork = Paperwork

Stylus = Pen

Datapad = Tablet

Comlink/Comm = Communication Device/Phone

Binders = Handcuffs

Chronometer = Clock

Spectacles = Eyeglasses

Chrono = Watch

Conservator = Refrigerator

Caf = Coffee

Nerfburger = Hamburger

Blue milk = Milk (literally blue)

Hubba chips = French Fries

Sweet roll = Doughnut

Flatcakes = Pancakes

Tabac = Tobacco

HoloNet = World Wide Web

Holovision/HoloTV = Television

Holodrama/Holovids = Movie/Videos

Holocamera/Holocam = Camera

Holomap = three-dimensional map

Holojournal = Newspaper

Holocube = Picture frame

Holotable = Projector

Holoscanner = X-ray machine

Holojournalist = Reporter

Flatholo/Holograph = Photograph

Sonic Damper = Active Noise Cancellation

Refresher/Fresher= Bathroom

Sonic Bath = Bath

Sanisteam/Sonic shower = Waterless Shower

Hydrospanner = Wrench

Hydro Flask = Water Bottle

Power Cell/Energy Cell = Batteries

Authorization Chip = Decryption key

Datatape = Disk

Datastick = Flash drive

(Personal) Com Code = Phone number

Datachip = SD Card

Synthflesh = Synthetic skin

Glowrod = Flashlight

Sparkstick = Match

Slugthrower = Gun

Slug = Bullet

Vibroblade = a blade that can vibrate at high frequencies, increasing its cutting power and penetrating ability (tactical knife)

Rangefinder = Rifle scope

Turbolaser = Cannon

Ion pike/Vibropike = Spear

Electro Staff = Stun baton

Blaster = Pistol/Rifle

Stun Blaster = similar to a Taser

Landspeeder/Airspeeder/Speeder = Car

Turbolift = Elevator

Slideramp = Escalator

Starfighter = Fighter jet

Rotorcraft = Helicopter

Hoverpack/Jetpack= Jet pack

Speeder Bike = Motorcycle

Skylane = Traffic lane

Railspeeder/Hovertrain = Train

Power Chair/Hoverchair= Wheelchair

Windscreen = Windshield

Podracing = Car racing

Dejarik = Chess

Sabacc = Poker and Blackjack combined

Galactic Rebels = Combat simulator

B'shingh = Dungeons and dragons

Jizz = Jazz music

Wailer = Singer (ie. Jizz Wailer)

Cantina = Bar or Pup

Para Sailing = Paragliding

Aurebesh = Alphabet

Credits = Money

Sleeping Pallet = Bedroll

Naming Day = Birthday

Youngling = Child

Galactic Basic Standard/ Basic = English

Medkit/Medpac = First aid kit

Hypo = Syringe

Medic/Healer = Doctor

Medcenter = Hospital

Bactapatch = Bandaid

Nanoweave = Fabric

Transparisteel = Glass

Plastifoam = Packing material

Durasteel = Steel

Plasteel = Plastic

Duracrete = Concrete

Slicer = Hacker (slicing = hacking)

Identikit = Passport

Minder = Therapist

Synthleather = Vinyl

Viewport = Window

Cooling Unit = Air-conditioning

Honeydarter = Bee

Slythmonger = Drugdealer

Spice = Drugs

Stimpill = Caffeine pill

Power Socket = Plug

Cutters = Scissors

Cycle = Day

Standard Cycle = 24h

Standard Week = 5 days

Standard Month = 35 standard days

Standard Year = approx. ten months

Tenday = literally ten days

Cigarras/Smokes = Cigarettes

Click = Kilometer or 'a moment'

Parsec = a unit of distance

Tweezers/Clanker/tin head/tinnie = Droid

Separatist = Seppie

Promise Ring = Wedding Ring

Body Glove = Jumpsuit

Slicksuit = Wet suit

Civvies = Civilian clothing

Carbonite = a metal alloy used to freeze a person in a state of hibernation

Hyperdrive = device that allows a starship to travel faster than lightspeed

Moisture vaporator = device that can extract water from the air, commonly used on tatooine

Glareshades = Sunglasses

Gasser = Gas Oven

Repulsorlift = technology that can create an anti-gravity field and is used for levitating heavy objects

Heating unit = Heater

Utility Droid = Roomba

Sunbonnet = a Clone trooper helmet

Bad Batcher = a defective Clone Trooper

Banthabrain = birdbrain/ a stupid person

Bantha fodder = waste of space/nonsense

Blast! = word of exclamation

Blasted! = s.o in anger or annoyance

Blaster-brained = dimwitted

Blaster fodder = cannon fodder

Blast off = Piss off

Brainless = Stupid

Bug/Bugger = used to refer to Geonosians

Forceforsaken = godforsaken

Full of Poodoo = full of shit

Poodoo = Shit

Kriff = Fuck

Jedi scum = derogatory term for jedi

Kark = derogatory expletive

Larty = LAAT/i gunship

Laserbrain = insult

Meat droid = derogatory term for Clone Troopers

Redrobes = Palpatines guard

Rookie/Shinie = newly recruited Trooper

Scum = insult to refer to bounty hunters/rebels

Sharpie = Sharp-witted

Sithspawn/Sithspit/Hellspawn! = expletive

Sleemo = Slimeball

Son of a bantha = insult

Wizard! = Cool

Spaced = dead

Hutt-spawn = Bastard

Karabast = exclamation of dismay

Stang = Crap

Buckethead/Bucketbrain = derogatory term for Stormtroopers

Bucket = Helmet

Nat-born = Natural Born

Roger Roger = affirmative/copy that

Droid poppers = EMP grenade

Sitrep = short for situation report

Backwater Planet = any planet that isn't part of the core system

Holocron = device that can project a three-dimensional image of a person/object and is used for communication or entertainment.

Kessel Run = a risky Operation. Commonly used as a metaphor in impossible situations.

Thermal Detonator= device that can create a powerful explosion like a grenade or bomb

Ray Shield/Energy Shield = creates a (protective) barrier

Rebreather = device that allows a person to breathe underwater or in toxic environments

Phrases:

Wild goose chase = wild bantha chase

That's bantha shit = that's bullshit

As slippery as a greased Dug = untrustworthy

Credit for your thoughts = penny for your thoughts

Cut the poodoo = cut the crap

to get your gills in a twist = get upset about something

Holy mother of meteors = holy mother of god

Oh my skies/ Oh my stars = exclamation of surprise

Stars' end! = exclamation of disbelief

What in the blue blazes = exclamation

When Geonosis freezes over/When it snows on tatooine = extremely unlikely

Who pissed in your power supply = who pissed you off

Blast it = damn it

By the maker = exclamation of surprise

Great karking Dragon = expression of disbelief

Lothcat got your tongue = equivalent of 'cat got your tongue?'

Sod it = expression of frustration

[desertdollranch]

Kirsten's bedroom renovation

It's a sunny spring day in Minnesota Territory, and Kirsten is stuck indoors, helping with the spring cleaning. Her first task is to sweep the upstairs bedrooms--she shares one with her three siblings, and so it gets messy very quickly. But Kirsten doesn't complain--she remembers her previous home, a one-room log cabin on her aunt and uncle's farm. That was easier to clean, but it was hard sharing such a small place with six people. After a fire burned that cabin down, the Larsons bought a much larger house, the beautiful home they dreamed they'd have when they left Sweden two years ago.

As for my part in this, I created a bedroom for my Kirsten doll a few years ago, but I recently renovated it to make it look more like the illustrations in Kirsten's sixth book, Changes for Kirsten.

The walls in this illustration look like they've been finished with plaster, which was common in houses at the time. The light color would have come from local sources of limestone.

So most of the changes I made were to the walls and windows. I used printed photographs for the windows, and added the twelve-pane window frames over the images before printing. For the walls, I took down the boring white wood paneling. I imitated that plastered look using tissue paper stuck to the first layer of pale yellow paint, and then I painted another layer over the tissue paper.

The furnishings are basically the same, except for the trunk on the right side of this photo. She used to store her clothes in the top half of Felicity's clothes press, which I mentioned in my recent post about moving the clothes press into the parlor for Caroline to use. After I did that, I knew Kirsten would need a place to store her clothes, and what better piece than a smaller version of her trunk?

Most of the things in the above picture are not from Kirsten's collection. The bed was made by my grandpa when I was eight and first got my Kirsten doll. My mom made the quilt on the bed and the one on the rocking chair, the pillow and mattress on the bed, and the two darker gray cats. The foot stove next to the bed is Pleasant Company, and so are the shoes (including snow shoes) lined up next to the trunk. The rocking chair came from an antique store. I made everything else: both rugs, the cradle, the nightstand, the candle and book and stuffed cat on the nightstand, the cross stitch hanging on the wall, the shelves and everything on them, the painted round boxes at the foot of the bed, baby Britta's dress, and Kirsten's quilt square in the embroidery hoop.

This is a little wooden trunk I found at a craft store. I painted it blue and then painted on the decorative designs using stencils.

That's Kirsten's straw hat hanging on the wall, from her collection. My mom made the two sunbonnets.

I gave it a weathered look by lightly brushing on white and red paint.

The trunk can hold all of Kirsten's clothes. It has room for a few more dresses too. I have almost all of Kirsten's clothes; I'm only missing her baking outfit, skating coat, and promise dress.

I also made the gingham curtains for the windows. There's a lot of blue and white going on in here, so I wanted them to match the color themes.

Next to Britta's cradle are the round boxes I made to hold Kirsten's socks and ribbons, which are all Pleasant Company things. Her lunch box and bucket are from craft stores.

I remade her honey crate and the jars of honey. They now contain clear glue dyed with food coloring. I made her little gnomes too.

The rocking chair was an antique store find. It's perfect for her to sit with her baby sister Britta.

I also painted a little flourish on the end of her bed.

This definitely isn't all of Kirsten's collection--I have a few pieces hidden away underneath her room that won't fit here. That includes her actual big trunk that my grandpa made, her Saint Lucia wreath and tray that I made, her dishes set from her official collection, and some other small things that she doesn't need in her room.

[dollylizzy-blog]

This handmade appliquéd quilt, measuring 35” x 45”, showcases the timeless Sunbonnet Sue pattern. Featuring 12 vibrant figures framed in royal blue sashing, each Sunbonnet Sue is uniquely dressed in colorful fabrics, bringing a touch of nostalgic charm to any space. Available at www.etsy.com/shop/dollylizzy

[termiteterraceclub]

Termite Terrace Club - August 21st

Happy Birthday Friz Freleng!

1937 - A Sunbonnet Blue - Dir. Tex Avery

1943 - Scrap Happy Daffy - Dir. Frank Tashlin

1948 - Hot Cross Bunny - Dir. Robert McKimson

1965 - Run, Run, Sweet Road Runner - Dir. Rudy Larriva

TV

2023 - Bugs Bunny Builders Season 1: “Skate Park”

[dorothydalmati1]

Looney Tunes/Merrie Melodies 1937 Episode 23: A Sunbonnet Blue

Written by George Manuell

Directed by Tex Avery

Animated by Virgil Ross

Voice characterizations by Tex Avery, Mel Blanc, Billy Bletcher, Berneice Hansell & Paul Taylor Group

[aunti-christ-ine]

A Sunbonnet Blue - The Three Ratz Brothers (1937) 

[lovenikkiclothes]

Based around the dress ‘Halfway Smoke’.

[fantassycastle]

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[goddessalthena]

Rare Pair Week: Day 7 - Free

So I had absolutely no plans to do anything for rare pair week. It's really not my wheelhouse, and I'm already neck-deep in another project. The week rolled in, and seeing everyone's enthusiasm, I smiled and thought to myself, 'That looks like fun. Shame that I write nothing but UsaMamo.'

Then I remembered this post. Later that night I had an outline.

While I'd hoped to have a complete (short) piece done today, it turns out this is going to be longer than I'd initially thought. But in the spirit of participation, I thought I'd post the first part here on Tumblr.

Kudos to everyone who has contributed fantastic work this week. The fandom is lucky to have you. ♥

She drops to the cold stone with a heavy thud, and her sharp cry of pain gives me an undeniable rush of pleasure. When she grunts and pushes up from the floor, I lean forward ever so slightly, eager to get my first good look at her. The ridiculous costume doesn’t suit her, and the yellow hair is different, but when she lifts her chin my breath catches. Though she looks a touch younger, her face is the same. Just as I remember it.

Her fearful gaze scans the room, seeking me out, and I sink back into the welcoming embrace of the shadows. Seated upon my throne, cloaked in darkness, I am shielded from her sight. The muscles in my legs twitch with anticipation, poised to rise, but I keep my seat a while longer, determined to let the tension build. I have long awaited this moment, and I intend to savour it.

Unable to detect the threat looming before her, she turns her eyes away, and a low hiss escapes my lips. Clenching my staff, I surge to my feet, ready to make myself known.

���Welcome Princess, you have done well to come this far. I commend you for that.”

Her head whips around, and the shadows recede at my bidding, revealing only what I wish to display. Her blue eyes grow wide.

“You’re…Queen Beryl?”

Indeed I am. But it was not always so. And she did not always look upon me with such fear.

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The day began like any other.

Awakened at dawn by the crowing of roosters, Beryl rose from her bed and began her daily chores, doing so quietly, so as not to wake her father. His habitual late nights spent in the tavern meant he rarely stirred before midday, and given that he was prone to fits of temper when disturbed, Beryl had learned the importance of stealth. Completing her indoor duties with swift efficiency, she grabbed her sunbonnet and apron from their hooks and stepped out of the cottage.

It was a beautiful summer morning, bright and warm with just a hint of a breeze. Though the sun was not yet high, Beryl donned her wide-brimmed bonnet out of habit, not wishing to add to her unfortunate collection of freckles. Cursed with her father’s red hair and pale complexion, any exposure to the sun left her burned or spotted or both. Running through a mental list of the tasks she wished to accomplish before supper, Beryl tied her apron round her waist and headed out to the garden.

Gardening was her favourite pastime. Years ago, it had been her father’s passion—and profession—but after Beryl’s mother had passed, everything had changed. Now Beryl tended their small plot of land on her own, and though the work was at times arduous, she found it rewarding. Her father had always taken meticulous care of the garden, and Beryl prided herself on maintaining those standards.

But beyond that, the garden was her sanctuary; the only place in which she was truly at ease. Outside among the plants, digging in the soil, she could weed out frustrations, prune away worries, and root herself in the present. Connecting with the earth and helping beautiful things to grow gave her joy, and the quiet work brought her peace. Beryl didn’t mind solitude. If anything, she preferred it. She had no desire to share her refuge.

Thus, she was understandably disconcerted when she walked into the garden that morning and found someone standing amidst her rosebushes.

Startled by the intrusion, Beryl stared at the cloaked figure in mute apprehension until they bent to touch one of her prize blooms. “Excuse me!” she called, her voice sharp.

The trespasser whirled around and blinked at Beryl with the largest, bluest pair of eyes she’d ever seen. “Oh,” they said, drawing back the grey hood of their cloak. “Hello.” It was a young woman, small of stature, with pale, almost luminescent hair and skin. She wore her hair in an odd style, tied up on either side of her head in two identical spheres with trailing tails that disappeared into her cloak.

“…Hello,” Beryl replied with caution. “What are you doing here?”

“Admiring these beautiful roses,” the young woman said, gesturing to the bushes surrounding her. “Is this your garden?” Though she spoke with a strange accent, Beryl had no trouble understanding her.

Somewhat pacified by the compliment and perceiving no immediate threat, Beryl relaxed a degree and answered, “Yes.”

The young woman’s face bloomed into a brilliant smile. “It’s lovely!” she exclaimed, whirling around in a circle. “I’ve never seen so many colours all at once. I didn’t even know roses could be red!”

Beryl blinked. “You’ve never seen a red rose?”

“No, we only have white roses on the—where I come from.”

“Where are you from?” Beryl asked, sweeping her gaze across the grey cloak once more, this time noting its rich fabric and fine stitching. The garment bore the telltale signs of finery.

“Oh, far from here,” the young woman replied, turning back to the roses. “I wish we had these at home. What are they called?”

The evasion had not gone unnoticed, but Beryl decided to leave it be for now. “Crimson Glory.”

“Crimson Glory…” the stranger repeated, pausing a moment to consider the name before her bright smile returned. “I love it! And I love them! Vibrant and striking, just like their caretaker.”

Mirroring the young woman’s infectious smile, Beryl quirked a brow at her last comment. “Do you mean me?”

“Who else?” the young woman answered with a small laugh. “With your sparkling green eyes and lovely red hair you make the perfect pair!”

Beryl lowered her chin as heat flooded her face. Reaching up to check that her long braid hadn’t come loose, she mumbled a reply. “That’s very kind, but I think most would say I’m a better match for a carrot.” Many had said just that. Beryl hated her hair; hated that it made her stand out when all she’d ever wanted to do was blend in.

The young woman clucked her tongue. “Fiddlesticks!” she said. “Anyone who would say such a thing is only envious. Your hair is gorgeous! Certainly better than my drab, colourless mop.”

“I think your hair is lovely,” Beryl told her, though the timid admission only renewed the warmth in her cheeks. Apart from the odd style, the young woman’s platinum hair shimmered in the sunlight, reflecting all the colours of the rainbow.

The young woman blushed before batting her eyelashes and adopting a sly grin. “Now who is being kind? You must tell me your name so I can thank you properly.”

A sudden fluttering in her stomach prompted Beryl to lower her gaze. “Oh, it’s um…it’s Beryl,” she stammered, fingering the frayed edge of her apron.

“Mine is Serenity. I’m delighted to meet you Beryl, you and your Crimson Glory.” Serenity’s smile faded as she turned to the roses with a look of longing. “I wish I could stay, but I’ve already strayed too long. Thank you for letting me admire your garden.”

Strangely reluctant to see her go, Beryl surged forward. “Wait!” Grabbing the pruning shears from the pocket of her apron, she moved to the bush and snipped its largest bloom. Checking to ensure the stem was free of thorns beforehand, she extended the rose. “A gift,” she said, “to commemorate our meeting.”

Serenity’s face broke into a smile, and her fingers brushed against Beryl’s when she accepted the rose. “The first of many, I hope.”

So too, did Beryl.

[doll-princesse]

Now that the pattern is all sorted out with the wearable mock-up, i can start on the blue version! This small plaid fabric is up-cycled from a men’s button up shirt.

this dress, the sunbonnet planned for the plaid, the floral apron, a white print pinafore type apron, drawers, and possibly a petticoat and ruffly dress are meant as a sort of farewell collection for kirsten ii.

[lejardindespoupees]

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[dollylizzy-blog]

This handmade appliquéd quilt, measuring 35” x 45”, showcases the timeless Sunbonnet Sue pattern. Featuring 12 vibrant figures framed in royal blue sashing, each Sunbonnet Sue is uniquely dressed in colorful fabrics, bringing a touch of nostalgic charm to any space. Available at www.etsy.com/shop/dollylizzy