#berlin tshirt

[wanderlustwatercolor]

("Berlin Germany" Classic T-Shirt for Sale by WanderlustCoCo에서)

[majnundrawings]

go check out the berghain t-shirt, 10% off + free shipping.

[sahanapod]

https://www.teepublic.com/t-shirt/54947826-frankfurt

[emilisindlevscloset]

Instagram Post | 8th April 2023 T-Shirt by Dolce Gabbana Cargos by The Frankie Shop (Not pictured) Sandals by Birkenstock

[389]

HÖR Berlin, which is run by two former IDF soldiers, stopped this DJ’s live set because he was wearing a tshirt that had Palestine written in Arabic.

[smimon]

mikke has heard you 😀

Does anyone have any photos of the merch? Me and my friend are unsure if we wanna buy something so if anyone has any pics that would be much appreciated:)

[mercadona007]

here goes nothing

wo both arrive early, laughing and making up stories as to why we are there so early, knowing fully well we checked the public transport connection over 5 times and decided to leave early in case there is an unforeseen delay, too excited about this meeting and getting out of the house, not wanting to miss any of it. She orders an iced chai latte with soy milk, i order an oat cappuccino. She has her hair straightened and in a messy bun. im wearing my wavy hair down with a middle parting and toned almost black. she is wearing her favourite blue baby doll dress from h&m, with a the clash sandinista band tshirt over it. i can tell she feels self-conscious in the dress, constantly pulling and tugging at it but im proud she wore it anyways. im wearing black baggy sweatpants, a dark blue wool sweater, my sum 41 tshirt and running shoes. she notices im wearing my mothers and grandmothers gold rings and her eyes widen when she sees im wearing my mothers gold signet ring with the "M" engraved that my father gifted her. shes wearing only black eyeliner, smudged on her waterline. im also only wearing eyeliner, but powdered, applied with the same mac brush she will steal off of her mother in a few months that i still use today. She asks me if we ever loose the weight and i can tell she is trying to bodycheck me through the baggy clothes. i say no and i keep to myself that she will gain even more weight after the surgery and that the scary 65 kgs will turn into a goal weight eventually. i dont want to scare her. i tell her i like her outfit and she blushes. i tell her that we are able to meet up with people at the public pool without faking feeling unwell to avoid them seeing us in a swimsuit and that vacationing by the sea will cease to be the scariest thing ever. the scars on her arms and legs will also fade. i try not to cry telling her this, swallowing the hurt and bitter dissappointment i still feel when i see my reflection. she tells me how suffocating and dull it feels to live at home and how madrid feels so provincial compared to london or berlin. she cant wait to move abroad. i smile and tell her that we made the move right after school and even though we didnt end up in berlin or london, we will meet so many great people. i think about the heartbreak i feel thinking about home, my mother and father and i tell her to hug abuelo and grandma, to ask them as much as she can and to keep having tea with grandma every day. quietly, she asks me if i have a boyfriend. i say yes and she gets really excited. i dont tell her about the pain and dissappointment that comes with a relationship. i also tell her i live alone in a tiny apartment, knowing she is still able to romanticize the thought, something i have unlearned by taking it for granted. she asks me if we are working in the art field. i tell her we have two degrees and right now, we are doing PR for a cultural centre. she want to know if i have a kid and i laugh out loud. i ask her how shes feeling and she says shes scared all the time. i hold her hand and she says she feels as if life is happening right before her eyes and she is only a spectator. i feel a sharp pain in my chest when she says this, taken aback by the familiarity of this feeling. i tell her to keep being herself and to try and stop caring about fitting in so much. the right people will choose her just for who she is. she tells me how nervous she was to meet me because she thinks of me all the time. im not exactly how she pictured me, but she loves my style. i hope we meet again soon. ill be thinking of her much more until then.

[submariini]

Thee Antwerp Gig Overview (by #5)

me and @jeevm arrived around 7:50am at the gig, numbers 4 and 5 bc belgians simply are not a queuing people. not much happened beside chaotic uno and trix doing a short interview with us seven? i think at that point i forget

the bus arrived a little before ten am, and we were allowed to sit inside at that point so we just all went outside again and just stood there for a whole ass three hours being clowns.

jaakko, jukka and jesse walked by a few times entirely undisturbed bc belgians also do not talk ever. (and dutch ppl ig). respectful times.

eventually, at around one, Häärijä got off the bus (mostly as a distraction for K going the other way). This man came by like proper we thought he was gonna just walk by, but he waved and then decided to ignore everyone and beeline straight into my direction for a hug? hello? unsure how he still knows what i look like (was not in the yellow tshirt yet bc cold and he hasnt seen me since simerock).

K and Jesse came by as well -- please note at this point there were like goddamn 40 people there. Nothing like the Munich papal visit scenes at any point.

K just the nicest. Didn't remember me from simerock (fair, it was a factory of photographs) and was like wtf rollo (as per ushe), complimented my boots bc he likes them (they are r+ but usually kids sizes) and i got to be "mean" abt the r+ ticket sale and the bus making it stressful. When he asked it I wanted him to sign anything, I didn't have anything and he just offered to sign my boots? Man did not expect the clown to clown communication that was happening bc he seemed very oh god for real when I agreed.

Someone gave him a necklace and instantly wanted to put it on. The person who gave it couldn't fasten it bc nails/shaking hands so I offered to try and then idk how it got fastened bc christ I shook as well. Not helpful: Mikke both filming that and the boot signing up close 😭

Told Jesse he told me at simerock that I should just join the tour bus and he went "yeah that sounds like something I would say." then scolded me for not having been in Berlin for that 😭

H wandered back and forth a bit, had another weird football chat (rip hazards career) where I was sitting on a little wall, back to the bus still at that point, and he just leaned into me turning around and just held my shoulders the entire time? When I got sweaty and took my hoodie off later he also suddenly grabbed my tshirt when it was riding up I am Feeling Fine.

Was wearing the yellow tshirt w the cross stitch and he made me turn to show Jesse??? And Jesse did the nicest "wait can I touch this?" bc I guess he thought it would be fragile???

People formed a nice selfie line and K just said he's santa claus ��

H vanished, then came back out of the bus, and we had a weird mime moment bc I wasnt sure if he was motioning at me to get to him away from the rest. He was and I got fucking free merch??? Like free, not yet available merch. Genuinely what the FUCK. Im making an extra post abt this most likely bc I cannot explain what the hell happened in that moment and the things around it.

When Mikke did the interview w the first queuer, H just stood behind the glass door into the venue and started miming at us. Like not even properly in character? Help.

Gig

Jesus Belgian audiences proving once again we just Are like that. Refusing to goddamn shut up. Every time. Man disallowed to banter by loud belgian screaming. He seemed so touched though jesus christ time to cry

Got roasted for basically slut dropping and shooting my Häärijä sign up in the air before Mic Mac. "yes that mean fucking häärijä" local man fed up w my antics.

Got roasted AGAIN straight after Mic Mac because I was the person he pointed at during the "this is your home now" bit. (promptly decided diving behind the barrier and Face In Hands was the best reply)

Mild bit before the 2nd Cha Cha Cha as I was the front row person he called out for not sitting down. Just yelled that I got bad knees and I'm not sure anyone caught his reply properly 😂

Overall 10/10 excellent gig what the HELL. The belly flop on the balloon, the whole banter before paidaton bc so much of the queue ppl I was with took their shirt off, the way we refused to kept chanting, him trying to eat the bubbles, him talking about Hs dick and the whole balls convo??

Post Gig

Had to pick up merch for a few people, so went with the hope of a third Häärijä hug. He eventually got a bit held up outside of merch by people (lit at the door into the merch room) and I got to just "Sorry it's me again" but he just instantly hug. We talked a little about the gig (did I like it, how I was doing) and like K feeling much better/doing better ft. some dumb crap.

Merch was in fact gotten after I just LOST my friends bc of H.

CANNOT wait for London. and Glasgow but thats with normal people. Like met so many fun people in the queue who are going to be at London jesus christ. Party time.

[ratsoh-writes]

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The latest trend in ebott has all artists foaming at the mouth! Van Gogh has recently started trending as one of his works, “mulberry tree”, was shipped to ebott along with works from other artists for a special limited time showing. Fashion in ebott is all about wearing the prints of Van Gogh and many other impressionists artists is the new “cool” as tshirts, skirts, dresses, pants and hats with these paintings printed on start to fill boutiques.

[swedesinstockholm]

5 octobre

ce soir pendant que je regardais mum dans mon lit n. a toqué à ma porte pour faire visiter ma chambre à son ami samir qui va peut être la prendre, il avait l'air tellement emballé que ça m'a presque donné envie de la garder. il m'a demandé si ça m'avait pas fait un trop grand choc de me retrouver à neukölln après le luxembourg, il a dit même moi qui suis arabe je trouve qu'y a trop d'arabes et je savais pas quoi dire. il habite chez ses parents à spandau. je lui ai dit well i'm going back to my mum's, mais c'est pas vrai je retourne pas chez maman, je retourne chez moi. quand je l'ai dit à d. ce soir il m'a dit so you're going back to your parents comme si c'était un déclassement, un échec honteux, une tare, mais non je rentre juste chez moi ok? bon mais c'est aussi chez maman donc ça ne peut qu'être temporaire.

je suis suis enfin sortie me promener aujourd'hui, il faisait gris et je suis allée voir tous les endroits que j'avais notés sur mon téléphone pour les prendre photo: une cité des années 30 dessinée par bruno taut, une piscine bleu ciel contre une barre d'immeubles vert menthe au lait, une vieille devanture de théâtre, etc. j'avais déjà tout vu en photo mais je voulais faire mes propres photos, ça me donnait une mission et les missions c'est bien. j'en ai plein d'autres qui m'attendent dans ma liste. une pour chaque jour. à la maison je peux passer plusieurs jours d'affilée sans sortir mais à la maison c'est normal. j'ai pas l'impression de commettre un crime. de succomber au péché. de faire un truc malsain. ici oui. ça me rappelle paris et paris me rappelle la oberärtztin de la clinique qui voulait pas me laisser repartir sans antidépresseurs parce qu'elle disait qu'à paris je souffrais quand même d'une dépression sévère.

hier soir je suis allée à un concert qui commençait à dix heures, je suis sortie de mon lit pour aller prendre le bus à neuf heures et oh c'était dur mais je l'ai fait. c'était le même bus que celui que je prenais cet été pour aller au cimetière de stralau sauf que là il faisait nuit et je portais ma grosse doudoune. en traversant le pont j'ai vu un petit bateau avec une petite loupiote naviguer sur la spree plongée dans l'obscurité. l'autre jour j. m'a demandé what's on your berlin bucket list before you leave? et j'ai dit je sais pas (c'était faire un open mic avec mon synthé mais je dois me rendre à l'évidence je vais pas acheter de synthé avant de partir je suis déjà trop chargée j'arriverai jamais à tout porter) mais hier soir dans le bus je me suis dit que je voulais absolument faire du bateau sur la spree plongée dans le noir, je mettrais ça sur ma bucket list. et sur ma bucket list de la vie en général je mettrais crier sur scène comme la chanteuse de dame area hier soir. plus que toute autre chose j'étais fascinée par son énergie, son ardeur, sa violence. j'avais envie d'être elle. c'était bien mais pas aussi bien que le concert surprise de cet été dans la même salle avec le garçon qui hurlait en tournant des boutons. ils ont pas réussi à me faire sortir de mon anesthésie générale comme lui. je me disais pourquoi moi je suis figée et pas elle? c'était terriblement fort, heureusement que j'avais pris mes boules quiès mais même avec les boules quiès j'avais peur que ça me rende sourde. je portais mon tshirt warrior records (ils sont signés sur le label) mais j'ai pas l'habitude des raves moi, je croyais que j'allais perdre mon corps, que j'allais me dissoudre dans l'atmosphère ou alors exploser. je me suis appuyée contre le mur en touchant la matière douce et pelucheuse de l'insonorisation et le relief d'une cloison en bois pour me donner une prise. ils ont joué mon morceau préféré mais c'était pas aussi bien que sur la piste d'atterrissage de tempelhof avec ma capuche sur la tête sous les gros nuages gris jeudi soir.

6 octobre

je sens que ce mois d'octobre va passer comme l'éclair. au bout y a quoi, y a le nouveau canapé du salon et mes journées immobiles qui vont reprendre comme si j'étais jamais partie, mes journées rythmées par la radio, les infos à midi avec maman et la télé le soir, tout ce que je voulais fuir il y a à peine trois mois est devenu mon graal à atteindre, la libération au bout du tunnel sombre, la félicité absolue ultime et désirable.

7 octobre

j'ai écrit jusqu'à une heure du matin hier, je pouvais plus m'arrêter. c'est toujours la nuit que ça marche le mieux. mieux que la journée. je me force toujours à aller me coucher parce que j'ai peur de la nuit, déjà que je mange n'importe comment, je veux pas en plus dormir n'importe comment, mais je dors déjà n'importe comment. peut être que je devrais juste me laisser écrire toute la nuit, on s'en fout des horaires, je sors pas en club je peux au moins me laisser écrire, je suis à berlin tout de même.

j'ai de nouveau passé la journée au lit. j'ai pas la moindre envie de sortir. j'ai même plus envie d'aller à la piscine. j'arrive à me motiver pour rien. je reste enfermée dans ma chambre comme si y avait pas toute une ville à découvrir à l'extérieur. quand je suis dans ma chambre berlin n'existe plus. j'oublie qu'elle est là. tout ce qui existe c'est la façade d'en face et les deux fenêtres des voisins dans le petit bâtiment en contrebas dans l'arrière-cour. ou l'arrière-arrière-cour. quand je suis dans mon lit même le ciel n'existe plus. si je sortais vraiment plus du tout mon horloge biologique se désynchroniserait du reste du monde comme celle du spéléologue des années soixante qui s'est enfermé dans une grotte pour voir si son corps changerait de rythme.

mais hier c'était le premier dimanche du mois donc je suis sortie pour aller au musée. je suis allée au musée des arts décoratifs un peu par hasard, c'était un très beau bâtiment brutaliste rempli d'objets disposés dans des vitrines à l'intérieur de grandes salles feutrées avec de la moquette et des rideaux en voile. mes objets préférés c'était les trucs du moyen-âge en bas dans les salles obscures, des calices et des objets religieux en forme de château avec des tours. j'ai tout pris en photo pour les montrer à m. qui était en voyage d'affaires à antibes en train de construire sa carrière et d'aimer ça par dessus le marché donc maintenant elle a deux copains et deux carrières pendant que moi je dois me contenter d'une semi carrière qui traine et de ma solitude éternelle.

[alltheprettyplaces]

hi britt, i'm not really here but i am just sending a few asks to people who are in my inbox being neglected and others who always keep my asks occupied and you're always enabling my stupid ask games and i love you so much for it 💜

do you have any travel plans this year? if so, where?

if you could (bucket list - irrespective of money, safety, practicalities) go to any country, where would you go?

what's your current obsession (food, TV, book, skincare item - literally anything)?

hiiiiii lola!!! it's lovely to (not really) see you ;)

i do!!! i'll be in europe for at least two weeks this summer! (i typed next summer but oof it's already 2024 haha) haven't started much planning but it'll include two taylor swift shows, one in vienna and one in london! the first of which is with @heartstringsduet and i'm so excited to eat and walk our way around vienna!! and then she's offered to show me around her hometown in berlin too <3 we'll see if i squeeze in a cheeky visit anywhere else (if i'm already in germany why not go see a beautiful castle or two ya know?) now..... someone just make sure i renew my passport soon skdjfhskjfhk

gaaaaah i think i have to go with japan!! i got into anime when i was 11 and since then all i've wanted to do is visit there!! there's so many beautiful places to see there, but damn is that plane ride long and expensive haha

current obsession? gonna have to go with my hockey teams! (even though the men's team is ASS right now bc so many people are hurt) a new woman's league just started at the beginning of the month and my team is the only undefeated one! and their jersey's are suuuuuch a nice purple i have already started falling for them haha. this season though with the men's team i have taken to combining interests and started making friendship bracelets and an eras tour style poster for them! (i just ordered that poster on tshirt today actually and i need it to get here NOW) (also hello wildblr mutuals ily <3)

i also have to give a shout out to lethal company gaming streams because that game is so dumb and hilarious it has me literally loling so hard i cannot contain it. and that's exactly what i need right now, some good ole giggling!

[alarrytale]

Just got excited that H is hanging out in a tent with Sam Smith but my excitement was immediately gone when saw that they are watching this new O set. Like why we can’t have nice things? The other day he wore his another gay tshirt (if it really stated what we think) and now watching a set of the woman we are afraid if she isn’t about to become his new stunt. And H ofc wearing his “Play dumb” jacket. First thing is that due to the fact he was wearing this jacket almost nonstop makes me think this jacket moved from stunt jacket to work jacket. Also wearing it to be recognized by everyone which basically means he’s working because he wants to be seen.

Anyway I hope he had fun with Sam Smith, talking about mermaids (as they both have very similar mermaid tattoos on their arms) and their boyfriends (Sam Smith is playing same festival as Louis in Berlin and Munich…but sadly different days).

Hi, anon!

Why can't we have nice things? That's been me since 2012. Nothing good ever last and it's always overshadowed with fakeness and more shit. We're all used to it by now, if it's too good to be true, it always is.

I thought we voted to burn that god damn jacket? But if the jacket is still signalling that a stunt is on the horizon, i guess we should be grateful for the warning.

To survive in this fandom we need to focus on the positive stuff and ignore the rest. H interacting with Sam Smith is really a good thing, so i'm just going to ignore the fact that he's wearing the stunt jacket and watching OD's set. He's hanging out with fellow queers and wearing gay t-shirts. I hope he gets to be himself among them, and i hope he takes full advantage of it.

[iamthekarmapolice]

stepped out to the supermarket and forgot that im wearing the berlin souvenir tshirt my dad got me when he was here in September last year. Feeling kind of cringe for this but also im too pms to gaf

[kichisaburo3]

Nastassja Kinski Model Actress Germany White Color Tshirts Twitter Reblogged

Nastassja Kinski was born Nastassja Aglaia Nakszynski on January 24, 1961 in Berlin, Germany, the daughter of German actor Klaus Kinski.

In 1976, she met director Roman Polanski, who urged her to study method acting with Lee Strasberg in the United States.

TAG of Nastassja Kinski in my Tumblr https://kichisaburo3.tumblr.com/tagged/Nastassja Kinski

05 MAR 2024 Tuesday

[cosmicanger]

HÖR Berlin, which is run by two former IDF soldiers, stopped this DJ’s live set because he was wearing a tshirt that had Palestine written in Arabic.

“Pete Armitage caught up with co-founders Charly and Or to get the full scoop on the journey of Berlin's favorite Youtube channel. The pair first moved to Berlin from their home of Tel Aviv, Israel in 2019. Dec 8, 2021”

[modernmanblues]

go for it! tell the story! 🍿

OKAY SO. as an aside, my trek to liverpool almost never happened bc my connecting flight between berlin and liverpool was delayed by 15 minutes so statistically speaking, i should’ve never been able to make that flight to liverpool on friday. but this is where it gets interesting- imagine a frazzled little thing like me running about a mile and a half through frankfurt airport from the previous plane and onto the next while all while making it through customs in seconds flat. i said to myself “just imagine you’re the beatles being chased by an entire entourage of insane fans.” so i did- and it helped. got on my flight to liverpool and landed in what felt like 45 minutes.

fast forward to friday night- a few lovely scousen men came up to me making sure i was alright as i got a bit naughty that night and had a little too much to drink. then, i saw this bloke that had a really cool Beatles shirt on so i complimented him about it. he said “it was specially made by a friend of mine. if you want, if we meet back here at the cavern pub i can have one made just for you.” anyways, we talked for a bit- i told him how this was my first time at beatles week and that i was doing it solo. he said he came with his brother but asked whether i wanted to stay in his company for the remainder of the night. so i agreed (probably not the best idea at the time but he seemed to peak my interest a bit). his brother went back to their hotel early so when it was just me and him, i asked if he wanted to just go bar hopping so he said yes. we talked about the beatles as we walked along matthew street where most of the festivities have been happening. we ended up just having drinks and chatting about what we thought thought about “this album” and “that album.” very insightful convo. loved every minute.

now, towards the end of the night, and the part that will probably stick me forever was when this man said and i quote “you know, you’re probably the most gorgeous woman i have ever laid me eyes on” IN THE THICKEST LIVERPUDLIAN ACCENT I HAVE EVER HEARD IN MY LIFE I ALMOST DIED. that moment- monumental. i will never forget that one.

anyways, he walked me back to my hotel (which he didn’t have to do btw but he said he wanted to make sure i got back there safely) and he kissed the back of my hand and said “see you tomorrow?” so i said “only if you have my tshirt made” so he said “i’ll get that sorted for you love, don’t worry.”

this entire journey so far..it could easily be turned into a coming of age film.