#favoritemonth

[infuriateddandelion]

HAPPY PRIDE, MY FELLOW PSYCHOS!!!

Sorry I'm a few days late 😂

💙💛💗🌈🌈🌈

[hidekomoon]

i love statistics

[306somesh]

November Nostalgia:Embracing Growth ,Gratitude and Coziness

What’s your favorite month of the year? Why? Introduction Some months have a magic that resonates deeply within us, and for me, that month is November. It’s a time of transition, gratitude, and quiet beauty—a perfect blend of reflection and renewal. Here’s why November holds a special place in my heart. A Season of Transformation November marks a transition in nature and life. The vibrant…

[riberrypie]

Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.”

Emily Bronte

Hello, October 🧡

[triciazeeshop]

Get in the holiday spirit and kick off our favorite upcomig month in these cute sugar skull inspired Calavera bracelets! Rock em' all October long 🎃 🌐 TriciaZeeShop.com . . . #sugarskulls #calavera #seedbeads #brights #bracelet #favoritemonth #favoriteholiday #halloween #jewelry #jewelryboxgoodies #jewelrylovers #jewelrygram #instajewelry #bronx #nyc (at Bronx, New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/B24p17bJXR3/?igshid=bq6jxi8zo2dz

[chiirealtor]

1983 Student at Bendel State University 2003 CEO of Standard Trust Bank 2016 Chairman of UBA, Transcorp Plc, Heirs Holdings and Founder of the Tony Elumelu Foundation In the words of Lupita N'yongo, your dreams are valid. So work smart and keep dreaming! Credit: Tony Elumelu Be Inspired #July #FavoriteMonth# #thankfulgratefulblessed -CHI Realtor https://www.instagram.com/p/CfqY3vyKQ4d/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[whitneydanzig]

⚫ #wednesday #pirates #necklace #onwednesdaywewearblack #straighthair #dontcare #vampire #lipstick #clinic #fattybutnaughty #horror #love #OctoberMakesMeHappy #favoritemonth #secondbestmonth #enough #bye https://www.instagram.com/p/BpDe9lfHO3O/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=g3zfto36ibwv

[dr-c-k]

🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁 #helloseptember #september #auntumn #bestmonthever #bestmonth #bhirtday #birthdaymonth #favoritemonth https://www.instagram.com/p/BnLiE2Rnw0M/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=iqvia745212m

[hidekomoon]

Comme promis dans mon post sur mes trucs préférés du mois de janvier, je vous présente mes coups de cœurs livresques plus en détail ! Je suis en chemin pour devenir libraire et j’adore recommander des livres donc je me disais que j’allais faire revivre le booklr français (y a-t-il un tag dédié ? parce que sinon j'en invente un)

Mon premier coup de coeur de janvier a un titre à rallonge qui vient directement d’une citation d’un évangéliste américain (proche de Trump, j’ai entendu). Les Féministes t’encouragent… d’Alex Tamécylia embrasse ces accusations et les justifie en 160 pages efficaces et originales. Dans ce livre, tout est hybride. C’est à la fois un essai et de la poésie : il y a des passages très factuels avec des statistiques et des citations, et d’autres plus lyriques inspirées par l’expérience personnelle de l’auteurice. La mise en page se transforme au fil du livre, avec des changements de taille de police, des expérimentations avec l’écriture inclusive… C’est donc visuellement très original. Décrit comme un nouveau « Scum Manifesto », ce livre peut être perçu comme assez trash. J’ai adoré ce dégoût assumé des hommes et du patriarcat, mais cela veut aussi dire que je ne le vendrais pas à quelqu’un qui débute dans ses lectures féministes : c’est plutôt quelque chose qu’on lit pour se sentir compris.e, pour mettre des mots sur ce qu’on vit. C’est ça qui fait la force de Les Féministes t’encouragent…, c’est un cri du cœur par et pour toustes celleux qui souffrent de cette société patriarcale et capitaliste.

Mon second coup de coeur est un classique de la littérature LGBT, publié dans les années 50 aux États Unis et l’un des premiers romans avec une fin optimiste pour ses personnages principales : Carol, de Patricia Highsmith. Vous connaissez sûrement l’adaptation de 2015 avec Cate Blanchett dans le rôle titre, c’est par là que je l’ai connu aussi. L’histoire met un peu de temps à démarrer mais une fois que c’était parti, j’étais scotchée. Parmi les aspects qui m’ont le plus intéressée, il y a la représentation de la vie dans les années 50, le traitement de la relation lesbienne et le développement du personnage de Therese. Je me suis facilement identifiée à elle malgré la différence d’époque et j'ai adoré suivre son évolution ; c'est autant un coming of age qu'une romance je pense. Le petit + : dans mon édition se trouvaient une préface et une postface écrites par l’autrice dans les années 80. Elle raconte la genèse du roman et l’impact qu’il a eu, et je trouve que c’est un bon résumé du contexte de sa publication et ce qu’il représentait pour les personnes queer de l’époque.

Cela faisait longtemps que je n’avais pas lu un roman aussi épais que mon troisième coup de cœur en moins de 24h. Sans patriarcat de Mathilde Morrigan a un style très accessible, j’avais l’impression de converser avec une amie féministe — mais une amie extrêmement bien renseignée. Une plume efficace donc, et un pari réussi, celui de démontrer toutes les façons dont le patriarcat régit nos vies. Mon passage préféré est celui où elle imagine le monde si les hommes avaient leurs règles, un bon exercice de pensée qui révèle tous les biais sexistes de notre société. C’est un livre assez complet, puisqu’il traite du patriarcat dans divers aspects de notre monde, qu’ils relèvent de la vie publique, privée ou intime des personnes. Donc si vous voulez vous renseigner en détail sur les dégâts causés par le patriarcat — avec une pointe de sarcasme — n’hésitez pas !

J’ai trouvé mon dernier coup de cœur par hasard dans la médiathèque du coin, au rayon histoire de l’art. Si vous suivez mon blog, vous savez que j’affectionne tout particulièrement les femmes des mythes et légendes et autres personnages féminins monstrueux, qui sont le thème du livre de Camille Laurens, Les Fiancées du diable. Cet essai présente un florilège d’œuvres d’époques et d’origines différentes pour explorer le traitement des femmes effrayantes dans l’histoire de l’art. On y retrouve toutes mes idoles, des sorcières à Artemisia Gentileschi en passant par Lilith. Si vous avez aimé les Sorcières de la collection C’est de l’art aux éditions du Chêne, Les Fiancées du diable est sa version plus engagée avec une vraie dénonciation du traitement des femmes représentées par des artistes masculins.

Et voilà ! Rendez-vous dans un mois pour mes coups de cœur de février !

[queensheba8]

It’s AUGUST my favorite month of the year 🤗🎂🥰… LEO has arrived… #leo #leobaby #august #favoritemonth #happy #keepgoing #strongerthanyesterday #wonderfulmonth #lifestyle #livelifetothefullest (at Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia) https://www.instagram.com/p/CSBYm5sB1BX/?utm_medium=tumblr

[imdeepikadutt]

Tell me not to do something and I will do it twice and take pictures #celebration #celebrationtime #pose #poses #posesforpictures #look #lookoftheday #traditional #traditionalattire #indianattire #indiandresses #lehenga #smile #happiness #party #partytime #marriage #2020 #favoritemonth #artistsoninstagram #makeup #makeuplooks #makeupaddict #style #styleoftheday #readyfortheparty (at Mayur Vihar Phase 3) https://www.instagram.com/p/CIhbIz0AMUf/?igshid=fcls5j0ljouj

[devina-natalie]

🕊 January, February, Quarantine, December. #favoritemonth #besttimeoftheyear #travelgram (at California) https://www.instagram.com/p/CISRabxFdk5/?igshid=1h2tzk604j3hl

[adonis66]

Wake Up! It’s your favorite month!

[impartofthesolution]

Jettison

           Blinking red lights blurred in the peripheral vision of Nick as his feet pounded the metal floor.  Sarah was right beside him, gasping for breath as she kept up pace.  Between them, they had the clothes on their backs, some food supplement pouches, ID access cards, and a wrench.  It was a useless weapon, but that wasn’t what he had in mind for it.            They passed through another set of automated doors. Pulling up short, Nick swirled around and smashed the access panel with the wrench.  Sparks flew, and a local alarm accompanied the red warning lights. The light behind the panel faded, and the doors stayed shut.  “Come on, the escape pod is right this way,” he said, breathless.  Also Sarah could do is grunt in response as she followed him down the corridor.            Nick had been saying that for 5 minutes now, the panic causing him to repeat himself.  His only focus was his and Sarah’s survival and escape from the feeding grounds the spaceship had become.  If he was repeating useless optimism and empty encouragement, he wasn’t the first one.  The captain had started it with the “stay calms” and “all is under control” until it was very obvious it wasn’t.  The blinking red lights and alerts were hard evidence of that.            He was all nerves and adrenaline.  Sweat dripped into his eye, and he used his free wrist to wipe it out.  He glimpsed Sarah running down the hall beside him, drenched in her own sweat. She didn’t even seem to notice or care it was in her eyes and her bangs were stuck to her forehead.  Panic.            Every intersection was an extra helping of paranoia with a hysteria-cherry on top.  Unable to stop, Nick whipped his head left and right to make sure the path was clear.  Sometimes, he saw dead bodies, mutilated and scattered about.  Some halls just had trails of smeared blood.            They entered another section, letting the bulkhead doors close and smashing the access panel.  There must have been no power in this portion of the ship.  All that remained were dim emergency egress lights and that door, which was now a wall.  Even the blinking red lights and grating siren were unpowered.  The silence reverberated off the walls and consumed their footsteps, spitting them out elsewhere.  Every noise echoed, the source impossible to discern.            There was a light up ahead, and Nick approached it cautiously.  It was another intersection.  “Is someone there?  Help!” cried a voice from ahead.            “There must be someone with a light,” huffed Sarah. Nick looked at her without breaking stride and shook his head.            “We can’t,” was all he said.  The hard glint in her eyes told him she understood but didn’t like it.  They were nearly blinded by the sudden light, but they didn’t stop.            “Help, please, you two,” called the voice again. Nick gave the briefest of looks down the hall through squinted eyes.  He recognized the man as someone he regularly saw in the mess hall.  They worked the same shifts and had the same breaks. “Nick, righ…”  His voice started to trail off as Nick and Sarah cleared the intersection and reentered darkness.  A few seconds later, they came to another bulkhead.            As they passed through, a light cast long shadows in front of them.  Nick turned around and saw the man rounding the corner, making his way to them.  “Hey, wait up.”  Nick stared at him emotionlessly as he swung the wrench at the access panel. The doors closed between him and the man.            “You good?  Almost there?” Nick said as he turned and started running again.  It was not the first time he said these, either. The red lights started blinking again. With their return came the cacophony of alarms.  Over the din, Nick heard a clamor coming from behind him.  The doors were bowing inward and starting to break apart.  “Right here!” Nick pointed to the sign that said Emergency Evacuation Pods.            He took Sarah’s hand and entered the room. Together, they darted into the first pod they saw.  Two were already missing, meaning someone or something else had escaped before them. Nick leaned forward on his knees, gasping for breath.  He allowed himself a few seconds before straightening, and then he entered the launch sequence into the onboard computer.  He could have slammed the big red button to send them flying, but it was way better to enter a destination.  It looked like he could spare the minute the system took to calibrate.  Sarah was still leaning on her knees, but it sounded like she was recovering her breath, too.            Nick put his hand with the wrench on her shoulder and flashed her a smile.  “We did it. Just like I told you.”  Relief was flooding his system.  She returned his smile.  He held out his other hand, and she took it, pulling herself up and into a kiss.  Nick broke free after just a second.  “Woah! Your lips are so hot.  Are you sure you’re alright?  They’re burning!”

           “It’s just the run,” Sarah chuckled slightly.  “That was more exercise than I get in the weight room in a week.”            “You’ve never joined me in the weight room,” Nick replied.            “Exactly.”  Sarah went back in for the kiss.  Nick returned her kiss, ignoring the heat coming from her body.  He wrapped his arms around her, content to let the escape pod’s automation do the rest of the job.  Her hands found his lower back and the back of his neck, holding him close to her. Her lips opened, and he felt her tongue slip into his mouth, hot and electric like a sparkler firework.  Then, he felt something larger enter his mouth, slick and startlingly cool.  He tried to pull back, but she held him in a vice grip.  Whatever it was slithered straight down his throat.            Sarah started shaking, and Nick was finally able to shove her off him.  “What have you done?” he started at her horrified.  Slowly shaking his head, the inside corners of eyebrows going up, he Spartan kicked her out of the escape pod while pounding the red launch button. She staggered out right before the doors closed.  Nick could see her writhing on the ground.  As she thrashed on the ground, her stomach started protruding as if she’d swallowed a dozen Cosmic Poppers.  Then, her stomach burst open, her body still floundering on the ground.  Her mouth was open, producing a scream Nick couldn’t hear as he just watched an abomination of teeth, claws, and spines emerge from the black cavity of her stomach.            WOOOSH            He was off, hurtling through the void of space, tears streaming down his eyes.  “Why? Why couldn’t you have just stayed in your room like they recommended?” he mourned as he slammed his wrench into the chair.  “We could have had a life together, a happily ever after.  All I wanted,” he murmured.  He sighed and brought his wrench up to his neck.  He opened it as wide as he could go, and it just fit his throat.  He tightened it until it hurt, and then he tightened it some more.  Closing his eyes, he summoned all the strength inside of his body and twisted the wrench handle hard to the right.  With a snap, his head lolled to the side and blood started floating in the air coming from his mouth.            After a few minutes, a miniature alien crawled out of his mouth, covered in blood.  It floated in the zero gravity of the pod away from his face.  It hit the wall on the far side and stayed there, motionless. Back to Table of Contents (x)

[angellenfent]

𝖔𝖈𝖙𝖔𝖇𝖊𝖗 🔪 • fuimos a buscar manzanas 🍎 y terminamos en un laberinto de maíz 🌽 • #wearsblackeveryday #october #autumn #drmartens #quebec #applepicking #cueillettedepommes #favoritemonth #samecameradifferenteye #inlove #alternativegirl #alternativefashion #chileangirl #blackclotheslover #pandemiclife #pictureoftheday #aesthetic (at Longueuil, Quebec) https://www.instagram.com/p/CGIWOOwJr4N/?igshid=s82ieczgzs0c

[official-finstudios]

Our favorite holiday, Halloween is approaching and we thought it our latest build would be a good fit. Check out the time lapse build, review and gallery of the Reverse Landfill PENTAMIX. A 5-channel mixer with a little grit. Our build video features the amazing music of @NUNDALE. The link is below and in our bio! #timelapsebuild #modularsynth #synthDIYguy #modular #eurorackmodular #eurorackmodule #euroracksynth #Reverse #Landfill #reverselandfill #pentamix #pentagram #555 #synthesizer #mixer #inverted #eurorack #euroracksynthesizer #halloween #favoritemonth #pumpkinspice #nundale #newmusic #featured #build #diy #kit #DIYkit #finstudios #fiN . . . https://finstudios.com/reverse-landfill-pentamix-diy-build/ (at fiN Studios) https://www.instagram.com/p/CGF1lSJhP7s/?igshid=4i3chftuwmgx