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Shopping with Maxwell Lord

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DAY FIVE: Shopping with Maxwell Lord [This is the one I really wanted to write for myself and my own self indulgent needs!]

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Warnings: allusions to sex, mention of orphanages and losing parents, Maxwell really wants a baby...

Word count: 2.7k

Rating: PG-13

Maxwell stood there, front and centre of the living room, in front of the television, frowning. A crinkle in between his brown eyebrows and his arms crossed over his chest. "Max?" you asked, looking at him with bewilderment. He didn't reply. "Max, can you move? I'm trying to watch A Christmas Carol." Maxwell sighed, moving out the way and slumping on down on the couch next to you. You continued watching the black and white movie for only a few seconds before tossing your head back and pausing it. "What?" you asked Maxwell and he narrowed his eyes.

"What?" he repeated, his tone almost accusing.

"Why are you so miserable?" you asked him and he shrugged, looking away from you and back at the paused TV. "Hello? Cat got your tongue?" you quizzed, causing him to roll his eyes. "Talk to me."

"I just-" Maxwell took a deep breath. "I hate the time of year. I mean, since meeting you, it's been better. It's been so much better but still… it still feels tainted by my past." he revealed. You wrapped your arm around him and lay your head into his lap. He found his fingers smoothing out your hair, bringing him a sense of comfort and belonging. "I don't know what to do."

You thought for a moment, glancing back at the paused television and back up at your boyfriend. "You remind me of Scrooge." you said out loud.

"Excuse me?" Maxwell asked and you giggled, reaching over to grab the remote and press play on the television.

"Ebeneezer Scrooge from A Christmas Carol," you clarified, pointing at the character on the television. "He was always miserable around Christmas. He made his business associate work in the cold and he never gave to charity… but then three ghosts came to visit him and he changed into a better, kind hearted and more generous man."

"Wow," Maxwell scoffed. "You really know how to make me feel better." he said sarcastically and you slapped his arm playfully. "I don't see the resemblance. I give to plenty of charities and I never make my employees work in the cold… and what is he wearing?"

"Maxie," you laughed. "It's set like, 100 years ago. Listen, I think you're wonderful. You give so much already. And I love you no matter what but… Christmas in particular is a time for giving back. Helping those who are less fortunate than ourselves. I think it could really bring you a kind of happiness. It'll keep you occupied and-"

"You have something in mind, don't you?" Maxwell sighed and your lips curled into a grin.

"Maybe…." you smirked, your eyes sparkling with excitement and desire. Maxwell loved to see you happy.

"Okay, what is it?" He asked and you sat up, taking his hands and giving them a gentle squeeze.

"When I was in the city the other day, I saw that the orphanage have been asking for donations. They're saying they'll accept anything. They just want the children to have a Christmas they'll never forget." you explained and Maxwell nodded. He was one of the biggest investors for the orphanage in DC. As a child, he knew how it felt to feel left behind. "So Max, what if we give them a Christmas they'll never forget?"

"Send more money?" he asked, already reaching for his checkbook.

"No. No that's...not what I meant." you shook your head.

"Well what do you propose?"

"Shopping!" you beamed and Maxwell sighed. "C'mon, it'll be fun." You grinned, pulling him off the sofa and wrapping your arms around him.

"It's Christmas Eve, the mall is going to be chaos." Maxwell shook his head in dismay.

"We are going shopping Maxwell." you said sternly. "Trust me on this one."

You pulled him over to the lobby and passed him his winter coat, scarf and gloves before swinging on your own faux fur jacket and wooly hat. "You can make up for this tonight." Maxwell told you, playfully smacking your ass as you opened the front door. You laughed and rolled your eyes before taking your boyfriend's hand and pulling him outside.

Maxwell was right. The mall was chaos, but luckily everyone was in a world of their own, too focused on getting their last minute Christmas shopping in before the big day tomorrow. "What's the plan?" he asked as you analysed the map of the mall, trying to figure out the most efficient route.

"We get toys and clothes and…" you looked up at Max. "100 kids live in that orphanage. We're going to do the absolute best we can for them, okay?"

"Okay." Maxwell agreed and you took his hand.

"Okay," you confirmed. "Let's go."

The first stop was a department store. It was bustling like you had never seen before. You and Maxwell both decided it would be best if you split up and went your separate ways before reuniting at the main entrance with your shopping. Taking control, like he always did, Maxwell told you to pick up toiletries while he'd look at the children's clothes.

You found yourself grabbing bubblegum flavoured toothpaste and princess pirate toothbrushes and washcloths, mermaid bubble bath and astronaut shower gel. You were practically pushing everything you could find into your shopping basket, trying your hardest to ignore the heaviness and the way your arm ached from the weight of it. You grabbed some fruity fragranced body spray for the slightly older girls and some deodorant for the preteen boys before heading to the checkout.

Maxwell Lord in the children's clothing section of the busiest DC department store was something else. He was surrounded by pink fluffy cardigans made for two year olds and onesies with little trains printed on them. Maxwell was someone who had a key eye for fashion, and while you were someone who wanted to grab everything you could, Maxwell really valued the quality. He strutted over to the designer brand section and picked out a dozen pairs of cashmere socks, winter UGG boots, Gucci jackets and white, frilly, made in Milan dresses.

But then his eye caught on something. It wasn't designer, it was a small, pale yellow babygrow with the words "Daddy's little princess" embellished in pink glitter writing. It was the smallest thing he had ever seen and he was enamoured. He stared at it for a few moments, before it was snatched away by a middle aged red faced woman with her hair scraped back into a ponytail.

"Hey!" Maxwell shouted, spinning around and pointing his finger at the woman. "That's mine." he frowned, angry that she had taken the last one.

"Finders keepers." she snarled.

Maxwell tore his hat from his head and removed his sunglasses. "Do you know who I am?" he quizzed bitterly, his hand taking place on his hip.

The woman gasped, her mouth parting slightly. "Oh- oh my god," she said with shock dripping from her tongue. "You're! You're Maxwell Lord! The King of Infomercials!!! I just seen you on the television in the electronics department!"

Maxwell smirked, satisfied with his reputation and influence he had over people. "Yeah, that's me. Now if you don't mind, I'm going to need that uh…" he didn't even know what to call the babygrow, instead gesturing aimlessly towards it.

"Okay!" the woman beamed, "But could I get an autograph and a kiss on the lips?"

Maxwell's frown deepened. "What?"

She scrambled around in her purse for a pen and handed it to him, rolling up her sleeve. "Sign me!"

"On- on your arm?" Maxwell asked and she nodded eagerly. Maxwell removed the lid and swiftly signed his name over her skin before handing her the pen back.

"Oh wow," she blushed, fanning herself before pouting her lips.

"Yeah, not happening." Maxwell sighed. "I'm not kissing you." The woman knotted her eyebrows together and straightened herself up, but before she could retort, Maxwell snatched the babygrow from her arms and ran to the elevator. "Nice doing business with you!" he grinned, waving his arms and running away."

After paying for the goods, you and Maxwell met back up and made your way, this time together, to the toy store. "Reminds me of when I was a kid," Maxwell smiled at the memory as he took your hand and looked up and down the shelves in awe. "My dad would take me here every year to pick out a new toy for Christmas. It was one of the only times we got to spend with each other." You hummed, leaning your head into his shoulder. Maxwell grabbed a few stuffed animals and threw them into the shopping cart. "I can't wait for the day I have kids." he announced.

"I thought you didn't want children?" you asked, your voice soft at the thought of your boyfriend being a father.

"I thought for so long I didn't want kids…" Maxwell admitted.

"I think you'd be an amazing father," you told him, squeezing his hand, only making his smile grow further. "Hey, we should get a few of these new electronic train sets! And the new Little Mermaid Barbies! What do you think?"

"I like how you think." Maxwell replied, pressing a kiss into your forehead as you picked out the dolls.

It was around 2 p.m. on Christmas Day. You and Maxwell had just finished your dinner and you had slipped into a fleecy elf dress you had purchased at the mall a day prior. You revealed yourself to Maxwell who was laying on the sofa watching the television has his stomach settled from all the food he had enjoyed.

"Check me out!" you grinned, giving him a little twirl, the bells on your elf hat jingling. Maxwell's jaw dropped as he drunk in your appearance.

"Where on God's great earth did you get that?" he asked, looking slightly mortified.

"The costume department at the mall!" You laughed. "I thought I could wear it for when we visit the orphanage. Don't worry, I got you a little something too so you don't feel left out." You presented Maxwell with a full body Santa Claus costume. "Ta da!"

"Not a chance." Maxwell sighed.

"Come on!" you growled playfully. "I'm sure the kids would love Maxwell Lord giving them presents, they'd be star struck. But Maxie, they're kids. I think they'd love it even more if the presents were delivered by Santa Claus." Max grimaced, knowing you were absolutely right. "Please." you pouted, fluttering your eyelashes.

Maxwell sighed again, this time deeper. He could never deny you. "Fine," he grumbled. "I'll get changed and then we can go."

You squealed excitedly, kissing his cheek. "I love you so much Maxie," you said, and Maxwell felt a blush creep over his cheeks. "I just know you're going to be a great dad one day."

"My back hurts." Maxwell moaned as he adjusted the sack of presents over his shoulder. You chuckled, shaking your head as you carried bags of clothes and toiletries of the orphans.

"Proud of you," you assured him. "Almost there."

You practically melted when you saw the delight of the screaming children hurry over to your boyfriend and wrap their tiny arms around him. "Ho ho ho," Maxwell bellowed and you watched with complete adoration as he dropped the sack of presents and interacted with the children. "Have you all been good this year?" he asked and the kids screamed in affirmation.

"Santa Claus!" A little girl gasped, reaching her hands out and making grabby fists. "I thought you weren't coming this year." she admitted, her eyes glossy. Maxwell kneeled down so he was level with the child.

"My elf told me how good you had been this year," Max smiled, pointing at you. "What's your name darling?"

"Maxine," she smiled and you saw Maxwell soften.

"I like that name." Maxwell replied, pulling her into a hug. "Merry Christmas Maxine."

"Thank you Santa, will I see you next year?"

Maxwell looked at you and you nodded your head. "Of course, as long as you be a good girl, I'll come back next year."

Maxine grinned, before hugging Maxwell tighter, refusing to let go. Just then, a boy who you estimated to be about thirteen or fourteen tapped you on the shoulder. You spin around with your best elfish smile, but frowned when you saw the magazine he was holding. It was a tabloid with your face on the cover. You winced at the bad angle. "You look like Max Lord's girlfriend." he deadpanned.

Maxwell's head snapped towards you and the boy and he strolled over. "Well well well who is that beautiful lady?" he asked, taking the magazine from the boy and checking it out.

"Max Lord's girlfriend." the boy replied. "Your elf looks like her."

Maxwell pinched your cheek. "This elf? No, not a chance." Maxwell laughed and you gave the child an apologetic look. "This lady in the magazine is far too beautiful to look like my head elf."

You weren't sure whether you should feel offended or not. Little Maxine gasped, racing over. "You can't say that!" she squealed. "What about Mrs Claus?"

You smirked, leaning into Maxwell. "Yeah Santa, what about Mrs Claus?"

"Uh- well! Mrs Claus… I do love Mrs Claus very much and she's at home baking Christmas cookies so I better be on my way… but it was lovely to meet you all!" Maxwell waved and you stifled back a laugh.

"Please don't go." Maxine cried, hugging Maxwell's legs.

"Be good and I'll be back next year." Maxwell promised, patting her on the head.

"Promise you'll come back?" Maxine begged, tears in her eyes. You wondered how many times little Maxine had asked a parental figure to come back to her and been let down. Maxwell wondered the same, his heart breaking at the thought.

"I promise." Maxwell affirmed, raising back to his feet and placing a hand on the small of your back.

"Merry Christmas everyone! Enjoy your presents and remember to be good children. We hope to see you next year!" you said farewell with a cheery smile and the children waved back.

When you got home that evening, you slid out your elf shoes and took off your hat. "Can you help me get out of this dress?" you asked Maxwell, holding up your hair so he could reach the zipper.

"Actually…" Maxwell trailed off, biting his lip. "Maybe you could wear it for bed?" he suggested with a smirk.

"An elf? Really Max? You want me to be an elf?" you laughed in disbelief.

"Could be fun." he shrugged and you rolled your eyes, opting to leave the elf dress on as you clambered into the warm king sized bed, watching Maxwell as he got undressed. "Oh I almost forgot," Maxwell said, reaching into the bag from the department store yesterday. "Close your eyes." You followed his instruction as he dived into the bag and took out the pale yellow babygrow he had fought for. He padded over to the bed and sat down, placing the outfit in your hands. "Open."

Your lips parted slightly as you took in the embellished words 'Daddys little Princess'. You glanced back up at your boyfriend and gave him a questioning look. "I'm confused." you admitted and he took your hands, rubbing circles into your skin.

"I really want a kid," he whispered, looking into your eyes. "I know you do too, and when we've talked about it I've always shut you out but… damn it, I really want one. Do you think… I mean. What do you think-"

You cut him off by pressing a kiss into his lips and holding him tight. "Okay," you nodded, your voice croaking with all the pent up emotion, rubbing your nose against his. "Let's have a baby." you smiled and Maxwell grinned, pushing you into the bed and climbing on top of you.

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Lifestyle

Critical thinking lectures:

How has lifestyle, industrial & social changes impacted fashion & textiles?

In today’s lecture we gained understanding of what has influenced and impacted fashion and textiles in the past, in order to predict what will happen to the fashion and textiles industries in the future.

We started by exploring historical aspects that have driven these changes, to start to interpret the significance that these influential factors will play on the future of the fashion & textile industries.

We watched a video on YouTube called “100 years of fashion: women” Published on 3 jun 2015. Were we discussed as a group what drives these changes.

The growth of the fashion industry, caused by the industrial revolution (1870-1900s) enabled the suffragettes to use fashion as a form of branding to help promote their cause.

“They are, of course, only following in the honourable tradition set over a century ago by the suffragettes, who harnessed fashion, and the meaning of colour, as methods of communication in the early days of photography. In 1908 Emmeline Pethick-Lawrence devised the scheme of purple for dignity, white for purity and green for hope - branding for the cause, which triggered Liberty and Selfridges to start selling ranges of tricolour ribbon, underwear, bags and soap. Christina Broom…documented marches of thousands of suffragists and suffragettes wearing white dresses designed to prove to the country the dignity of their cause.”

The Guardian Cally Blackman 8.10.15 How the Suffragettes used fashion to further the cause. 

https://www.theguardian.com/fashion/2015/oct/08/suffragette-style-movement-embraced-fashion-branding

1940’s

Utility Clothing Scheme: aimed to save fabric by using economical designs, eliminating laborious technical details and limiting the choice of fabrics - all to save costs.

BBC News 5.3.2015 How did WW2 change the way people dressed?

https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/magazine-31719704

1942

“Make Do and Mend was a pamphlet issued by the British Ministry of Information in the midst of WWII. It was intended to provide housewives with useful tips on how to be both frugal and stylish in times of harsh rationing. With its thrifty design ideas and advice on reusing old clothing, the pamphlet was an indispensable guide for households. Readers were advised to create pretty ‘decorative patches’ to cover holes in warm garments; unpick old jumpers to re-knit chic alternatives; turn men’s clothes into women’s; as well as darn, alter and protect against the ‘moth menace’. 

Manage with and repair the possessions one already has rather than buying replacements. "the austerity of the war years taught her to make do and mend" British Library, Learning resources https://www.bl.uk/learning/timeline/item106365.html

Examples of “make do and mend” women’s suit made out of a man’s pin stripe suit, a child’s cloak made from an old blanket.

BBC News 5.3.2015 How did WW2 change the way people dressed? Fashion on the Ration is at the Imperial War Museum, London, until 31 August 2015.

https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/magazine-31719704

The “New Look” exploded in Paris in 1947 (in contrast to the utilitarian approach adopted in the war) lead by the pioneering designer Christian Dior, who empowered women through fashion. 

“Throughout the war, cloth and labour shortages had limited the amount of fabric and trimming that could be used… jackets had been masculine, shoulders square and skirts short and straight… belts, seams, collars and trouser turn-ups had to conform to certain restrictions …��� Yet, only two years after the end of the war, here were ankle-length skirts whose hems measured up to 40 metres in circumference. Here was a fashion that emphasised femininity, with rounded shoulders, waists nipped in tight, and hips and busts exaggerated by bodices and padding. 

The New Looks striking stylistic legacy lived on well into the 1960s.

https://www.independent.co.uk/life-style/fashion/news/the-look-that-shocked-the-world-1278048.html

https://www.telegraph.co.uk/fashion/events/how-haute-couture-rescued-war-torn-paris/

”Women, with their sure instincts, realized that my intention was to make not just more beautiful but also happier,” said Dior: A businessman as well as a poet, he made fashion responsible for expressing society's desires, and  showed it how to communicate…” ref book Dior

My weakness ... is architecture. I think of my work as ephemeral architecture, dedicated to the beauty of the female body.

http://www.catwalkyourself.com/fashion-history/1950s-1960s/

Assouline publishing 2004 Dior Marie - France Pochna

Working in groups based on the following decades: 1960s, 1970s, 1980s, 1990s and 2000s. In our group we researched fashion in the 2000s. We made a mind map that considered the above influencing factors that have impacted on the fashion designers from this decade. We recorded the effect of these causes and how they have driven the design, materials and production at this time. 

2000s Fashion:

Casual clothing and leisurewear were big trends in the early 2000s, a casual look for women would have been, crop tops, hoodies, low-rise flared jeans, cargo pants, daisy dukes, jean skirts, off the shoulder tops, ribbed sweaters, with platform sandals, ugg boots, or sneakers. 

After researching I found technology and Y2K bug (problem in the coding of computerized systems that was projected to create havoc in computers and computer networks around the world at the beginning of the year 2000) had a huge impact on fashion in the early 2000s. The colour palette was full of shiny black tones and reflective metallics. The Y2K trend was worn on a daily but mainly reserved for going out. Popular outfits for women included mesh or handkerchief tops, box-pleated or leather skirts, shiny pants, and sparkly shoes. Britney Spears was a trendsetter for this type of style. For men, Y2K looks involved leather jackets, a statement dress shirt, and chunky shoes. 

Mid 2000s fashion - Fashion started to take cues from 1960s bohemian looks. Yoga pants, low-rise jeans, cowl-neck shirts, peasant tops, capri pants, cropped jackets, and dresses over jeans was a popular outfit choice for women. These outfits were paired with accessories, such as, chunky belts, aviator sunglasses, jelly bracelets, ties worn around the neck or as belts, ballet flats, and platform boots. The 1960s revival looks were also popular with men. Including light wash bootcut jeans, cargo shorts, classic rock t-shirt, fitted cowboy shirts, henleys, polos with popped collars, and seersucker suits. 

Late 2000s fashion - For women, crop tops were replaced with camisoles and miniskirts, bubble skirt, and sweater dresses. There was also a 1980s and 1990s revival of neon colours, animal prints, geometric shapes, light denim jeggings, and ripped acid washed jeans that were worn with gladiator sandals, ballet flats, and headbands. The oversized look became popular, but it was more subtle than the traditional 80s fit. Men’s late 2000s fashion was a mix of 1950s and 1980s throwbacks, with letterman and black leather jackets, overcoats, slim cut jeans, Ed Hardy t-shirts, flannel shirts, and V-neck sweaters. Paired with dad hats, wayfarers or aviators, motorcycle boots, converse, vans, or sneakers. 

Hip-Hop had a influence on the 2000s fashion, many rappers influenced fashion with their own clothing lines. Including Jay-Z, Diddy, Nelly, and 50 Cent. Many looks included baggy jeans, tall t-shirts, sports jerseys, velour suits, bubble jackets, and puffer vests paired with headbands, sweatshirts, Timberland boots, and sneakers like Adidas Superstars or Nike Air Force 1s. 

Streetwear is brand focused casual clothing, like jeans, tees, and sneakers. In the late 2000s popular streetwear styles included distressed skinny jeans, loose fitting tops, loose or fitted tracksuits, track pants, hoodies, graphic t-shirts, vintage thrift shop tees, and Tommy Hilfiger and U.S. Polo Assn brands. Sneakers were an important part of the style, retro Nike Air Jordans and Adidas Yeezys. 

Emo fashion became popular in the mid 2000s and took cues from goth and punk styles. Outfits were often all or mainly black with skinny jeans, band t-shirts, studded belts, and checkered vans. Every emo look was completed with the right hairstyle, choppy cuts with long side-swept bangs dyed black, platinum blonde, or a bright colour. 

Athleisure Wear - If you wanted to be comfortable yet fashionable in the early 2000s the velor tracksuits was the go to. Britney Spears, Beyonce and Eminem to Diddy were on on the tracksuit craze. They were brightly coloured and emblazoned with rhinestone logos and phrases. It was also in to mix track pants with dress clothing and design shoes to elevate the look. 

The Beatles were one of the most influential bands in history, taking their fans on a journey of fashion styles through the decades from rock to teddy boys to hippie years.

(1962-1964) - (1964-1966)

Did technology play a part in influencing this style?

During this lecture we watched a video called The Beatles Yellow Submarine. 

Exaggerated shoulder pads epitomises the Power Dressing of the 1980’s.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uOlwwoZLoKE&feature=youtu.be

In the 1980s Power Dressing in the UK grew from a new money focused generation, in London, creating a bee style. This look was patented by shows such as Dynasty and Dallas, where actors such as Joan Collins and Linda Evans dressed as female power dresses. Shoulder-pads and sharply tailored suits ruled and has been continued to be used by women today to signify power.

https://www.independent.co.uk/life-style/fashion/features/what-is-power-dressing-1807353.html

THATCHER USED FASHION AS A POLITICAL TOOL

“With ‘power dressing’ she could tap into the image of a career woman but her reputation as a fierce leader then drove her to wear clothes that might ‘soften’ her image, which was why she wore pussy bow blouses. A symbol of the past reflecting a more conservative femininity, the pussy bow blouse clashed with the aggressive power suits. “This was the paradox of the Thatcher image: at once she sought to embody conservative values while also seeking to assert her right to power as a woman. Dr Tyan”

https://www.independent.co.uk/life-style/fashion/margaret-thatcher-clothes-dress-suits-power-dressing-fashion-impact-women-victoria-and-albert-museum-a7480026.html

Margaret Thatcher: Fashion as a Political Tool

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qynZ0NEHH4M&feature=youtu.be

How did Margaret Thatcher change Britain: 

Privatisation 

London became a leading financial capital 

Open all hours 

The decline of the north 

Lessened role of trade unions 

Northern Ireland peace process 

Education reforms – league tables 

Home ownership 

Power dressing

Prestige for armed forces (Falklands)

Transformed Labour party 

Julian Coman Sun 14 Apr 2013 10.00 BST https://www.theguardian.com/politics/2013/apr/14/margaret-thatcher-20-changes-britain 

My own research on Margaret Thatcher -

When looking at pictures of Margaret Thatcher, after the election in 1979, a well-dressed woman with her individual style is clearly shown. She began to create her image and appearance as an example of how women in power should dress. Thatcher was a confident and stern business woman however there was a clear contrast to the feminine clothing she wore. She used her clothing and style as an act of self - definition that disguised herself from others showing her individual identity as Prime Minister. Thatcher styled herself appropriately for political occasions, the most occuring colour Thatcher wore was royal blue. With her power suits and the legendary pussybow blouses, that made her a fashion icon, she was known for her haircut, her pearls, and her handbag. Her hairstyle was one of the famous features of Margaret Thatcher, as straight and precise as the lady herself. 

One great example on how her style, outfits and political power were set together was before she became Prime Minister. Thatcher wore hats because not only they suited her well but were symbols of her status and class. As the leader of a major political party, her hats seemed to be a political problem. It was a problem because middle class people with conventional attitudes were prejudiced towards her. This was not the picture of a leader the party wanted to draw. Consequently, after her election to British Prime Minister she only wore hats for State ceremonies and foreign tours but not on polictail occasions anymore.  

The Fashion World Supports Pussy Riot 

Fashion empowered to dictate and influence world events and social changes 

17th April 2015 Jamie Waters Fashion’s most iconic political statements; The fashion world supports pussy riot & we’d rather go naked than wear fur.

https://www.dazeddigital.com/fashion/article/24414/1/fashion-s-most-iconic-political-statements 

https://www.vogue.co.uk/article/clothing-fashion-protest

In pairs with reference to the timeline identify another advancement in technology that has impacted on social events, which in turn has driven a change in the fashion industry? 

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Brand Report

In groups we researched information about the brand Lazy Oaf, we created a detailed report which covers each of the 8 elements that make a band pitch. These elements include: Vision & purpose, brand identity, customer, price, product, place, promotion and  packaging. In our group we decided to each choose an element to research and talk about, I picked promotion. 

Lazy Oaf’s Brand Identity is definitely something I would take away and incorporate into our brand. We want to create personal products that our customers love and respect. Minimize environmental hazards through being sustainable but with fair prices. We also discussed as a group giving back to charities with a percentage of money we make as a brand. 

This group task gave us practice with working together, assigning roles and discussing information online. We decided to split the work fairly so that everyone had an equal amount of work to research and present. As we had to present this group task to our peers it helped us practice for when we present our brand. 

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- Callaina is technically from Ancient Not-Greece but I've always had the HDC that she'd fuckin' love ugg boots in the way that the Equestria Girls had a weird phase of having giant bulky boots

- I want baby Cally and Azz to speak like the animal crossing twins

Baby Cally: Hungy!

Baby Azz: ...gee.

Baby Cally: Bwah!!!!

Baby Azz: ...ah.

Baby Cally: Tanku!!

Baby Azz: ...uu.

[hallmarkchristmaspitches]

Original pitch: “Making the Moose of Christmas”

Obviously the lead’s name should be something like Allie or Callie or Hallie. She is a very busy businesswoman rushing around the city. She hurries into her big city office where she works at some undefined corporate job. She barks out orders while her assistant takes her coat and hands her papers to sign. We stop right at her desk as her assistant gives her the bad news: the Big Boss wants to see her about the Big Job.

Well, her boss, Mr. Boss calls her into the office. They are sending her up to Maine (actually filmed in California) to look at a forest they are thinking about tearing down completely to build a luxury hotel and water park. A forest that just happens to have been in a family for four generations - but Mr. Boss knows they can be convinced to sell. Mr. Boss wants her to scope out the scene and see how much of the many acres of untouched nature they should plow over. And…her big promotion to Senior Businesswoman is on the line here. So even though she hates nature (she hates Christmas more), she packs up all her inappropriate shoes and heads to Maine (actually California.)

As soon as she arrives, she comes face to face with a slightly rugged Canadian actor in a flannel. He spills maple syrup all over her fancy business suit. But even worse, he is the fifth generation of the family whose land is in question - his father owns all the woods of Maine. Already unimpressed, she climbs aboard the back of his moose to go to the heart of woods.

They stop at the Jellystone camp ground in the middle of no where. She certainly can’t get a soy milk here, and her stilettos immediately sink into the dirt. The mother (fourth generation, married into it) of rugged moose man rushed out to chastise her son for the poor treatment of their guest. She guides Callie/Allie/Hallie into the cabin, where she has a nice kettle heating on the stove, some clean comfies for her to change into, and even some Uggs that might fit her (even though Mom Moose is about a foot shorter than our heroine.)

Callie/Hallie/Allie awakens in a very comfy wooden room with wooden furniture and tons of rustic Christmas decorations made out of like evergreen twigs and found berries. Mr. Moose Dad and Mrs. Moose Mom knock on the door and bring in a tray overflowing with blueberry pancakes and huge mugs of hot chocolate. Callie/Hallie/Allie looks very uncomfortable, especially since she is in sweats and a fancy city blow out and full makeup in bed. But they are trying to get back on her good, especially since Moose Son is taking her out to see the woods.

The clear disgust on her face dissolved into a more disgusted face as she rides on the back of a moose with Moose Man. He shows her the expense of woods, and she comments that it all looks the same. He says sure, but it’s all the same for ten thousand acres. Why on earth would his family want to sell ten thousand acres?, she asks. Well, he responds, his parents are getting older and it’s getting harder and harder to maintain ten thousand acres of untouched land, and also it’s a good plot device to bring her up here. Why won’t he take it over?, she asks. Because he just wants to dance. But seriously, he doesn’t trust himself since he had an accident and a baby moose was lost. (It didn’t die. It just got lost for a few hours.)

So many little incidents happen and she starts to loosen up and enjoy being outside and he starts to like her despite her icy demeanor. She starts to see the beauty of trees staying in the ground, even though her boss keeps calling her to remind her to figure out exactly how many acres they can build this hotel/water park.

Finally, one night, Moose Man wakes her up and tells her to follow him. They go deep into the woods. He stops at a seemingly random point and says, “Shh. Listen.” And there they hear the song of the moose. It’s beautiful and haunting. The two lean in for a kiss but quickly pull away because this is G

It’s Christmas Eve and Callie/Allie/Hallie still hasn’t called her boss for final numbers. She decides she now loves nature and can find answers in the woods. She sets out alone without telling the Moose family where she is going or that Mr. Boss will be in town soon to see her big presentation.

Callie/Allie/Hallie gets deeper and deeper into the forest and soon finds herself very lost. But not alone! A baby moose has followed her. She decides to call her moose friend Holly (even though the moose identifies as male and that is NOT his name in Moose) and laments that at least they will die together. (She doesn’t say “die” because it is rated G.)

Meanwhile, the Moose family has realized Callie/Allie/Hallie is missing, especially since Mr. Boss has shown up. Without even a sign of his former panic, Moose Man knows exactly where she is. He grabs his trusty moose and rides off into the deepest, darkest part of the woods.

Callie/Allie/Hallie has dug a hole for herself and Holly to climb into and die. She and the baby moose settle in, muddied and sad, and she puts her arms around Holly. Suddenly, in the distance, she hears “Hallie! Callie! Allie!” She stands, and yells back, “Demetri?!” (That’s Moose Man’s name. I just decided now.) He rides into the hole and picks her and Holly up with one arm.

“You rescued me!” She cries, “Even though you had so many hang-ups about losing things in the woods, you came and found me!”

“And you found me right back,” Moose Man says.

“I don’t want to do that PowerPoint and sell your family’s land to be a hotel/water park. I want to keep letting it grow wild…with you.” She says.

Moose Man rips up the contract that he happens to have on him and really his father should be signing. Woodland creatures scramble to pick up the pieces. He says, “and you doing me right back.” They finally kiss this time for real, even though it is closed mouthed and chaste. Moose gather into the scene to sing their moose song, which songs like a knock off of “All I Want for Christmas is You”.

And

Fin.

[luna-of-monaco]

During her captivity, her body and system had been completely messed up. She was regularly being drugged by the person she thought to be a friend just to keep her cooperative. Knowing how often he used that as a power move, and the knowledge she had over the human body Luna didn't even think much over the fact that she hadn't gotten her period. The smallest change of difference could effect it. If it wasn't for the positive pregnancy test that Luna took with Callie then she wouldn't have thought twice about it. Simply buy a tampon and take something for the inevitable cramps. But this wasn't something Luna was prepared for or knew how to deal with. It was a rare moment for the young princess. Usually she always had a plan or some kind of action prepared.

That was probably the reason that she called Callie in the first place. For one, she was the only person that knew about the possible predicament that Luna was in. But her personality was just as fiery as the red locks the girl had. That was what she needed. And even if she didn't want to entirely admit it, she was the only person in the whole estate that Luna had gotten close enough to, to call a friend. Or something close to it. "I'm on my way," she spoke into the phone after hearing the girl's instructions. The part of her that wanted to have control wanted to change the sweatpants and underwear that was now stained with the crimson liquid, but she thought better than that. Grabbing a jacket for warmth, the girl slid on some ugg boots and made her way down to the parking garage. It was probably the fact that she knew she had to be somewhere, but the brisk walk to the parking garage didn't feel like it took too long. The door had already been left open which Luna put down to Callie beating her there, or at least that what she hoped. The sound of the engine told her what direction to go. The brunette saw the car and the fair skinned redhead inside one of the cars and climbed in through the passenger side door. "Not gonna lie, I'm impressed with your skill set ," she nodded to the car as the sound of the motor purred.

Luna x Callie - “That is a lot of blood.”

@cherrybombprincessa

If Luna had learned anything after her time at the estate it was that ignorance really was bliss. Everyone that surrounded her was avoiding something, and if nobody asked about it then they could continue avoiding it. It was the whole reason that Luna had been avoiding Callie. Honestly the two couldn’t be more different if they tried, but for some reason the two worked well as friends. Callie had seen the look on Luna’s face when she said there was a possibility she might have actually been pregnant and it wasn’t a mistake. The sparks of the memory was enough for Luna to run and not look back. She did her best to ignore that it was even possible to be real and avoided the fiery redhead at every cost. As long as she stayed away from the girl then Luna could continue to live in her bubble of ignorance. 

The brunette was getting ready for bed that night, tying her luscious curls back into a messy ponytail when she felt something wet in her underwear. She was confused to say the least so she stepped into the bathroom so that she could see what it was. Simply expecting herself to just be imagining it, the brunette was met with the sight of blood leaking onto her underwear. “That is a lot of blood,” she whispered to herself, momentarily stuck on what to do. Since the first moment where she tried to play it off as a joke Luna was faced with the positive pregnancy test again. Her bubble had officially been popped. Fuck. Rushing to get her phone Luna called the only person that had any knowledge of what was possibly going through her mind in that moment. Part of her expected Callie to not answer the phone. After all she’d been blowing the girl off and ignoring her. She was just hoping that she’d hear something coming from the other end of the phone. Hell, she’d do anything for Callie to answer the phone and simply start on a tirade of insults. When the other end of the phone connected Luna felt some form of relief flood through her, but she didn’t give the girl a chance to talk too much before she interrupted her. “Do you know how to hot wire a car? I’m bleeding and I am not walking into the infirmary for someone to see me like that.” Luna wasn’t usually so demanding, but if it was true she didn’t want to risk her parents or the world finding out. She was already being closely watched because she was the kidnapped princess. It was so much easier when she was able to pretend none of this was real. 

[jsc23]

1x01- The Pilot

Alright, let’s jump right into episode 1x01. If you missed my intro, I’m re-watching all my favorite shows from the beginning starting with “The 100” because it has taken over my life currently (that finale though!). This will include spoilers from later seasons because thats the point! Going back and looking at shows once I know what’s coming. It’s going to be messy, it’s going to be freeform thoughts and hopefully, it’s going to be funny. Without further ado,

-First thought comes from me searching for it on netflix, why on earth is “The 100” not featured in the “TV shows featuring a strong female lead” section? #imjustsayin -not in tv action/adventure either…cool… -ok, now its just funny because guess where i found it- Tv Action & Adventure FEATURING a strong female lead…because, obvs. -mmkay here we go- am I the only one wondering where she got the chalk to draw in her cell? -“killed everyone on earth” except, ya know, the grounders,mount weather, the others…oh wait… -I also want to know where they are getting earrings in space? (side note- i have those earrings, they are from madewell:-) -WELLS (he was too pure for this world…) -I love how she’s like “well we are about to die but like i’m still very very angry with you!” -oh look, our girl Callie…legit what happened to her? and was she married to Kane? were they just dating??? were they just #platonicpals ?! WHAT WAS HER STORY? We may never know… -Upon re-watch Finn annoys me more than usual. What a dweeb. -SINCLAIR!!!! Uggg gone too soon Sinclair…gone too soon! -who in the hair department was like “yes lets make Bob Morley look ridiculous by slicking back his hair! this is an excellent idea we shall do this! (so glad they stopped that episode 2). -all the delinquents look like literal babies… -Clarke wandering around with a giant map like she's Ferdinand Magellan. -Clarke has no idea how lucky she is they dropped them on the wrong mountain! Shh Clarke, mount weather is for season 2… -uggg Shumway in there trying to look like a normal human and not a terrible person that just forced Bell to shoot the chancellor. -sidenote- JACKSON! -welcome back Magellan…like what is she even doing right now? where did she get a ruler?! -also Wells saying “where did you learn to draw a straight line? its not like you're somebody that draws a lot and should know how to draw an actual straight line…” -I forgot how much Murphy sucked season 1…like great job on the character development Murphy! -Bellamy and Octavia having a speech about trust is just very depressing when you think about their relationship season 3… -Dude, Clarke is not here for the earth right now…she’s #overit. -Jasper being Jasper and forgetting Octavia’s entire life story. -Ok, so like they show this funky two headed deer but then never went back to stuff like that again- hope they show some animals like that season 5. -the dr. has become the patient. #obligatorygreysanatomyreference -ugg shumway…also that mugshot though… -you’re telling me Murphy really didn’t know how to spell die?! like no…murphy is not that dumb…. -Bellamy “someones gotta help me run things” blake is not incorrect- somebody does..her name is Clarke Griffin, you’ll fall in love with her, then be split up, heads and hearts and all that 2,199 days and such…its all very dramatic… -Also the river monster thing- we never heard from it again? like what gives? -Bellamy convincing everybody to take their wristbands off is peak Bellamy…like he could convince a vegan to eat a hamburger… -poor Wells, he and Bell were never going to understand each other’s points of view because their experiences on the Ark were the most drastically different. It would have been interesting to see them develop if Wells had lived… -the original “whatever the hell we want” it brings tears to my eyes -I feel like all of Jackson’s lines are “Abby! “ and then a lot of words i have no idea what they mean. -dang it Kane…look how far Kabby has come… -Can we all just remember that Kane is the reason Clarke was arrested and charged?   -Kane saying “ I choose to make sure the human race stays alive no matter what the cost “ in 1x01 with no feelings and complete conviction and comparing it to him saying “this is how we save our people” at the end of 4x12 through tears is basically giving me chills. Marcus Kane has come such a long way and sometimes its easy to forget his journey but its been a great one… -putting Abby in Clarke’s cell…still savage after all these years…ya’ll aint got other cells to put her in?! #yallwrongforthat -the glowing forrest!! wish we had seen more of that in season 4… -also how funny would it have been if Ilian had just walked by with a sheep? like “hey  sorry, I'm in the wrong season but hello there!” -ugg Finn is terrible. He ruins the name Finn for me, and i LOVED that name… -who just uses the word “ bipedal” on a Tuesday?! -Callie begging Kane to show mercy just like he begs the grounders to show mercy later in the show. #irony -i love how in the pilot we are supposed to think Kane & Bellamy are the bad guys and Jaha and Finn are heroes when in reality its like nah dawg its the opposite. -I wish we got more of a backstory on Abby and Jackson, i imagine him being like her young protege following her around everywhere… -That 11th hour save though…#Jahainthebuilding -“see you on the other side” annnnnd I’m a puddle of tears #RIPJASPER -serious question-why do people need jackets on the ark?! wasn’t it climate controlled?! -when the spear hits Jasper and everybody collectively is like “dang its that kinda show?!!”

In summary, if you just watched the pilot you’d think “gee this is another CW show but this time its set in the apocalypse” I even remember thinking i liked “Starcrossed” (the other show that premiered that year) better…Which was dumb, that show was terrible. But its true what they say, this show gets better each episode. TOTALS: number of times i cried thinking about how a character in the pilot is dead now: 6…at least 6. number of characters that I loved the first time i watched it but now hate:1…Finn. I was young and impressionable the first time I watched this-I thought he was dreamy… all in all i give it a 4 wristbands out of 5 wristbands.

until next time, may we meet again, -JRWT

[raetoya420]

Weekend with A Friend by michael-jackson-junkie featuring a maybelline eyeliner

Topshop white long sleeve shirt, $26 / White top / Red crop top, $24 / Comic book / Pink sportswear / Jogger sweatpant / UGG Ansley Moccasin Slipper, $110 / Ugg I Do! Shimmery Suede Bridal Dakota Slipper / Minnetonka Cherry Red Cally Slipper - Women's / Current Mood Wildstyle Weekender / Nemesis water resistant watch / Ray-Ban clear lens glasses / Samsung accessory / Lengthening mascara / Maybelline eyeliner, $14 / michael jackson, bad, vinyl record miniature, earrings / Bobble Filter Water Bottle Black 550mL, $11

[hottytoddynews]

Casey Graham. Photo by Caroline Luckie.

Hinton & Hinton is an Oxford clothing store that has been in town almost 30 years. Known for their “Southern tradition” and “classic style,” the store opened in 1991.

Located on the Square across from Neilson’s department store, Hinton & Hinton is owned by Forrest Hinton and son, Steve Hinton. It was originally a fine gentleman’s store that specialized in men’s sportswear, footwear and accessories.

The business has grown and now carries a variety of women’s clothing, footwear and outerwear. In the past few years, the store has expanded and dedicated almost half of the new side to women’s wear.

The store carries brands that include Southern Proper, UGG Australia, True Grit, Cole Haan, and Peter Millar. They have  high-end wear and casual items.

Huntsville native Casey Graham has been working at Hinton & Hinton about seven months. She was always a fan of the store before she began working there. “Whenever my parents would come visit, they loved going into Hinton & Hinton,” said Graham.

“The atmosphere is just totally different than anywhere else on the Square, and that makes us special,” Graham said. “I have honestly met some of my best friends through this job. It really is like a family at Hinton & Hinton.”

Graham said her goal is to make every customer feel like family.

“We love helping people, and we do whatever it takes to make the customers feel welcome,” Graham said. “I obviously love the people I work with, but my hard work at Hinton & Hinton really does pay off.”

The men’s side of the store. Photo taken by Caroline Luckie.

Employees at Hinton & Hinton work on commission and hourly, and get a discount on store items.

“I love my job, but the fact that we make commission makes us all work that extra mile to help the customers,” Graham said.

Callie Genovese, from Brentwood, Tennessee, is a University of Mississippi junior who has been working at Hinton & Hinton for a couple months. Genovese and Graham have become great friends because of this job.

“Casey was being 100 percent honest when she said we’ve made some of our best friends here,” said Genovese, who wanted to work at Hinton & Hinton because her father was a huge fan. “When I hear some of my friends complain about their jobs, it makes me all the more thankful for my job. It’s really taught me a lot about hard work.”

Complaining isn’t a mindset for Hinton & Hinton employees. On their breaks, the boss and managers sometimes take them for lunch or cocktails.

“It really shows how much they care about us, and they see us as friends and not just co-workers,” Graham said.

The store is open every day from 9:30 a.m. to 5 p.m., except for Sundays.

By Caroline Luckie. Read more stories like this on Oxford Stories.

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[vokava-a]

Its okay, Jim gets a jab at spock's mom sooooo

I’m mobile & want to address this now well I have the rage feelings haha. so hello there anon !! but here is why i have to disagree :

see spock made a jab at jims dad cos dickhead move. jim was doing what he did with a reason & didn’t actually mean what he said. spock threw jim under the bus cos he could & it suited him. plus he wasn’t too impressed with jim so it didn’t phase him in the slightest saying what he said.

jim was trying to help the people & save pike. spock was just being a smug son of a bitch. cos he could.