#or if it’s gonna be a consistent piece in their wardrobe?

[peachiyyy]

people change their styles according to current trends every 5 seconds. Just find what u like and stick with it. Following microtrends seems to be worse than following macrotrends lol

[honeytonedhottie]

HOT GIRL SUMMER⋆.ೃ࿔*:･🍹

hot girl summer is officially here and its the perfect time to have lots of fun and make rly amazing memories, while also feeling and looking ur best ✨ AND continuing to pursue ur goals while doing it.

THE RULES ;

in order to have a hot girl summer there are rules that need to be set in order to ensure that u have fun in a safe manner that aligns with ur goals and who u are as a person. MY hot girl summer rules are

dont put urself in situations that are compromising to ur safety or the safety of ur friends (look out for each other)

try ur best to keep moving and doing things with ur time

be social and HAVE FUN (dont ruin ur own fun)

if u didn't document it, it does NOT count (take lots of photos)

i dont have a LOT of rules for my hot girl summer, i just put those in place bcuz i wanna make sure that i have the most memorable and enjoyable summer that i can.

THE PREP ;

we should be preparing for our hot girl summer. to be helpful and just for funsies, to help you feel your most confident and radiant this summer ✨. if i were to break down the most important things to prep for hot girl summer they’d be ur base (skin + body) ur company, and ur wardrobe.

BASE ; 

moisturize ur skin after your showers while your skin is still slightly damp. for moisturized and soft skin this summer 

if ur not already using sunscreen on your face AND body then what are you even doing? get in the habit of putting sunscreen on ur body to promote a smooth and even skin tone and protect u from the sun ofc 

get into a solid workout regimen that u can be consistent with. focus on building ur body to perfection! work out as much as u want, i recommend 3-4 times a week. 

my recommendations for soft skin is to use an african net sponge bcuz that always gets me CLEAN. also, use african black soap for glowy skin and use shea butter on ur body while ur skin is still slightly damp. 

not only does it smell yummy but it rly REALLY moisturizes you well. i also recommend using it during the summer bcuz the glow that u get from it is REAL 🌺🍹

i’ve elaborated on sunscreen in the bullet points already so let’s go to body building. get into a workout regimen 3-4 times a week. i’ll share some workouts here depending on what u want. 

the important thing is that you start NOW so that then by the time it’s summer your gains will be visible and you’ll feel stronger and more confident -> therefore more happy and prepped for ur hot girl summer. 

use body scrubs to exfoliate skin and also promote optimal softness bcuz in the summer it’ll be hot and you might wanna show some skin 

WARDROBE ; 

get onto ur pinterest and start looking for inspo for your summer wardrobe that coincides with ur personal style. use ur fashion binder if u have one to start formulating and thinking of outfits. 

create a list of specific pieces that ur looking for (with photos if u can) so that when ur shopping/thrifting u know to get what u want for summer. 

the important things for summer from my own fashion binder are bikinis, camisoles and mini skirts + shorts. bcuz i wrote that in my fashion binder i’ll look for and buy those specific clothing pieces for my summer wardrobe. do the same ✨

COMPANY ; 

it’s more fun when u spend some parts of ur summer with quality company so make sure to prepare that NOW so that then ur plans go smoothly in the summertime. 

make sure to have a list of things/activities that u wanna do this summer either alone or with company. and make plans according to that bcuz ur not about to be cooped up all summer, unless thats what u want ig.

now is the time to test the waters and propose ideas with ur friends about what u guys should do together this summer. maybe it’s simply hanging out, or going on a sort of vacation together. 

whatever it is, make sure that ur company is not only reliable/responsible but also that they have ur best interest at heart bcuz it’s gonna be hot girl summer and everyone’s gonna be out there 😭 u need someone to have ur back and someone that you can trust. 

THE INSPO/MOOD ;

skin is so glossy and smooth it almost looks wet. warm beaches and fruit platters. swimming like EVERYDAY, cruises and shopping sprees and vacations. dinners with ur girls, summer romances. natural yet so ethereal.

SUMMER FASHION LINK ;

i've already made a post that talked about summer wardrobe essentials and its linked right here. but the gist is that summer is all about vibrant colors and skin and shimmer.

PLAYLIST ;

for a proper hot girl summer u absolutely MUST have a proper hot girl summer playlist. the top songs on my summer playlist are jump by tyla, and the 250 remix of attention by newjeans. make sure that u formulate a couple playlists for summer because the music is what makes the season.

PRODUCTS AND ESSENTIALS ;

for the summertime i gravitate towards products that are more tropical and fruity which is a juxtaposition to what i usually smell like. cuz im a vanilla cupcake/strawberry poundcake scented girlie. but in the summer i kind of like to smell like a refreshing cocktail instead.

body shimmer

moisturizing lip oils

cute claw clips

mini fan that u can take in ur purse

thick body butters

a swimsuit on hand

some products that i recommend to achieve that scent are the bronzed coconut products from victorias secret pink, along with strawberry and champagne and fruit crush. the ulta beauty smoothie shower gels r also rly good. lastly bodycology has some great summer scents.

last but not least i rly hope that u guys prioritize having fun this summer and being the embodiment of beauty and confidence that GLOWS. stay safe and have an amazing hot girl summer ✨

[cassandracabot]

Two Lightning Storms

I have no idea how to format on this app :/

Alex isn’t a party girl. She would rather spend New Year’s Eve with a good book and a hot chocolate. But someone else has other ideas.

Pairing: Casey Novak x Alex Cabot

Category: Romance, fluff

2.7k words

“You picked your outfit yet?” Casey asked as she re-entered the room, towel-drying her long red curls. The outfits sprawled out consisted of thin dresses, bedazzled jeans, short skirts, and sparkly tops. Alex threw the redhead a wide-eyed look, shrugging her shoulders.

Casey abandoned the towel on the dresser, sauntering over to pick up a few of the offending items. “Dress?” Alex tilted her head and squinted at her best friend.

“Okay, guess not.” She huffed, hanging the dresses back into the wardrobe. She then held up the skirt, a dark brown number with a black long-sleeved square neck shirt. Alex thought for a second, picturing herself in the outfit. She liked the top, but the skirt she was iffy about.

As Casey continued to pull out outfit after outfit, Alex settled on the black long-sleeve with a pair of black leather pants. Casey quickly moved onto the topic of shoes, to which Alex quickly chose her favorite black-heeled ankle boots.

While changing, Alex’s thoughts lingered on the ‘wearing Casey’s clothes’ part of the night. She took a look in the mirror on her bedroom wall, adding a few pieces of jewelry. She finally deemed herself ready and made her way over to the bathroom, knocking before she entered.

Casey stood in front of the mirror applying eyeliner, a false eyelash sitting off to the side, not forgotten but not wanted yet. The top half of her hair was pulled into a pony, with a black bow tied in. She had put on a black sparkly mini skirt with a black crop top. She had spread body glitter across her legs, arms, and stomach. Alex had to forcibly pull her eyes up to the redhead’s face, “I called Olivia and George, they’ll meet us there.” Casey had told Alex to invite a few friends so she didn’t feel awkward when they found Casey’s friends.

“Great, Abbie and Serena are gonna pick us up, and Ferdi and Teddy will be there when Teddy finishes his shift.” Casey had met Abbie and Serena in similar circumstances as she had Alex: running into them in the halls during her first few weeks. Teddy was an old friend from law school, and Ferdinand was an old colleague from the cafe Casey used to work at. Casey finished applying her eyelashes before beckoning Alex towards her. “You want some?” She held up the tube of glitter, waving it in front of the blonde’s face. Alex smirked, taking the tube from between Casey’s perfectly manicured fingers.

When Alex leaned against the bathroom counter, admiring the sparkle of her skin, Casey began to play with her hair. She pulled two pieces from the front and began constructing two small braids that framed her face. She scooped the remaining hair back into a ponytail, smoothing it back with a hairbrush. “You’re so pretty, Ali.” Casey whispered as she played with the two braids. Alex felt her heart start to race, and she swore Casey’s face was getting closer.

A knock at the front door startled them, and they jumped back from each other, Casey running to the new distraction. Alex followed, lingering in the living room to pick up her coat and her purse. Casey had given her an itinerary to add to her purse: cash, ID just in case, lip gloss, a tampon, again just in case, and the body glitter.

“Where’s the club virgin?” Abbie asked from the open doorway. “She’s not a club virgin; she’s just not as fun as we are.” Casey teased, leading the two women over to Alex.

“Alex, this is Abbie and Serena. Guys, this is Alex.” Casey gestured her hands back and forth, tapping the kitchen counter for Alex to approach. Not sure what to do with her hands, she offered one to Serena, who took it warmly, then to Abbie. Both women smiled as they exchanged pleasantries.

“Are you ready yet, Case?” Abbie asked impatiently, leaning over the kitchen counter as Casey applied her lip gloss and checked her hair in the oven reflection. “Have patience, Ab, it takes time to look this good.” she paused, rubbing her lips together, “You ready, Ali?”

Alex nodded, grabbing Casey’s leather jacket and shoulder bag for her, making sure to grab her keys. She handed the woman’s belongings over, receiving a beaming smile in thanks.

Alex locked the door behind them as they headed downstairs to Abbie’s car. Casey opened the door for Alex to climb into the backseat next to Serena before getting into the passenger seat herself. Abbie started the car while Casey connected a playlist through the speakers.

“Have you really never been to a club before?” Serena asked, turning to face Alex. She shook her head and began explaining that she had never really understood the party scene and would rather spend her Saturday nights curled up with a good book and a hot chocolate. She conversed with Serena for the majority of the journey, bonding over small similarities in their interests. She noticed the redhead glance at her a few times in the side mirror, smiling to herself as she listened to the two blondes.

By the time they got there, Casey and Abbie led the way over to the side of the building, where they met Teddy and Ferdinand, stealing a quick cigarette before going into the club.

“Hey! Got here in one piece!” Ferdinand cheered. He was tall, with unruly brown curls and a soft French accent. He pushed off the wall to give Abbie and Casey hugs, pecking their cheeks as he passed the rest of his cigarette to Casey. He moved over to Serena, giving her the same hello he did the other two women. When he looked over to Alex, he politely introduced himself, opting straight in for a hug instead of the courteous handshake Alex was ready for.

“No kissing Ferdi, she’s off limits,” Casey warned playfully as she exhaled the smoke from her lungs. He turned around, keeping an arm draped over Alex’s shoulder. “She’s your girl?”

Casey visibly blushed before taking another drag, “No, but she’s new to the scene, so don’t scare her before she’s even inside!” Alex couldn’t help but laugh at the interaction. It reminded her slightly of herself and George.

As Casey finished the cigarette, they made their way inside, Alex sending Olivia and George a quick message to let them know she was there. She quickly got a ping in return from George, signaling that they were already inside the bar. As they checked their coats in, Casey gently pulled Alex’s lip gloss from her purse and swiped it across the blonde’s lips, not noticing the skyrocketing of Alex’s heart rate. “There, perfect.”

After learning the club had three floors with eight separate rooms, Alex again messaged her friends to check on their location. She informed Casey, who led their group to go and find them. When they entered a room on the second floor, Alex quickly spotted the two brunettes at the bar, talking about something or other. As Ferdinand and Abbie dispersed to get the group’s first round of drinks, Alex pulled Casey by her arm over to meet her friends.

Olivia must have sensed them as she turned to find them behind her, nudging George to look. They hugged Alex, complimenting her outfit and, of course, the glitter.

“Olivia and George, right?” The redhead smiled, holding out her hand, “I’m Casey.” The two of them shook her hand and offered them both a drink. “It’s alright, Casey’s friend went to the bar.”

“Shots then?” Olivia asked with a devious smirk, she had never seen Alex Cabot drink and was silently hoping tonight might be her chance.

Alex shared a glance with Casey, who shrugged, “Sure.”

“Tequila?” Alex offered.

“Have you ever had tequila?” Casey asked, failing to hide the laugh from her voice.

“Yes, have you?” She quipped. She hadn’t.

“Every Saturday or so.”

Once the shots were ordered, poured, and shared, George passed Alex the salt, and Alex could do nothing but stare at it and then at Casey.

Casey and George laughed at the bewildered look on the blonde’s face, trying desperately to compose themselves, “Liar. Lick the back of your hand and pour some salt on the wet patch.” Alex did as she was told, baffled but intrigued.

“Pick up your shot.” Casey instructed, “Lick the salt from your hand, take the shot, and then suck the lime.”

They all clinked their miniature glasses before completing the ritual, all making faces while squeezing or sucking limes into their mouths.

“You took that like a champ. You’ve never done that before, my ass!” Casey giggled in her ear. Alex’s stomach fluttered from the proximity, just as it always did. Abbie brought the two women’s drinks over, giving the cop and the psychiatrist a quick hug and a catchup. “Come on, Teddy’s getting shots, you guys coming?” She offered to Olivia and George, who quickly shook their heads, “We had a couple waiting for these two. We’ll come over in a few minutes, though,” Olivia assured, not wanting another just yet.

“I’ll stay and chat for a couple minutes,” Alex said with the same intentions, “You go, I’ll be there when you’re done.” She put her hand on Casey’s glitter-covered forearm, squeezing it gently. Abbie took Casey’s hand and pulled her through strings of drunken bodies, “Looks like you’re taking two!” She teased as Casey rolled her eyes.

Alex watched her go, her eyes stuck on a particular part of her lower body as she slipped out of view.

“She seems great. She’d be good for you.” Olivia voiced the thought as Alex’s head whipped around, her ponytail hitting her cheek, “What?”

“She would, Al. Come on, you can’t say you’re not the least bit into her.” George agreed, taking a sip of his cocktail.

“She’s twenty-three, that’s way too young. And besides, she’s my best friend; I don’t want to destroy that for a chance she might feel the same.”

Olivia and George gave her matching glares, “You’re twenty-seven, Alex, not fifty. It’s New Year’s; kiss her at midnight, and if she doesn’t feel right, play it off as just a midnight kiss.” Alex mulled over her friend’s words for a few moments, promising to think about it.

The three of them finished their drinks and wandered through the crowd to find Casey and her friends. Alex found the redhead dancing with Serena and Teddy, the three of them holding hands, rolling their hips, and laughing in a triangle of sorts.

“Hey,” Alex whispered in Casey’s ear, “Having fun?” Casey turned, pulling Alex and her friends into their triangle, making it into more of a circle. Abbie and Ferdinand were back at the bar, both heavily flirting with the bartender as she prepared their drinks.

“Dance with me?” Casey pleaded, clasping Alex’s hands and pushing them outwards as she tried to get Alex’s body to sway with hers. “I can’t dance, sunshine.” She was too afraid of how foolish she might look and probably feel.

“It’s easy, just follow my lead.” Casey pulled her away from someone before he walked into her. She placed her hands gently on Alex’s hips, pushing and pulling them from side to side in sync with the sexual song that was playing. Olivia watched with muted amusement as Casey let Alex’s hips continue on their own accord, taking her hands instead. “There you go, you’re dancing, Ali.” Ferdinand brought over another round of shots, handing them out. Thankfully, they were low volume and fruity, Casey’s apple and Alex’s cherry.

As quickly as she’d found it, Alex lost her rhythm and her confidence. Casey noticed and leaned in, “Just watch.” She moved back over to Serena and Teddy, effortlessly drifting back into the song, her body doing whatever it felt like. Alex watched intently as her hips rolled and drifted from one side to another, her arms doing their own thing. She looked like she was a part of the music, flowing with the beat easily.

She came back over to Alex, “Wanna go get some fresh air before we try again?” Alex nodded, turning to let her friends know that she would be back soon.

Outside, they sat down on a bench as Casey pulled out a cigarette and her lighter.

“You don’t have to worry about looking foolish, you know. Everyone in there is too drunk to notice anything other than the urge to throw up or the pants they’re looking to get in.” Casey reassured her, taking a long drag.

“I know, I just didn’t want to look foolish in front of your friends.” Or you.

“You look great, I promise you. My friends seem to love you anyway, don’t panic. Even Teddy said you’re cool, and he tends to keep his compliments to himself.”

“That sounds a lot like Olivia and George. They seem to approve of you, too.”

“That’s good; I was afraid I’d have to give them my CV to get them to like me.” Alex laughed to herself, “Trust me, you’ll be fine.”

“You up for another drink, counsel?” Casey asked with a grin as she put her cigarette end out.

“If you’re paying.”

“We alternate the tab every year; it’s Teddy’s turn this year. Don’t worry, he’s loaded. What do you want?” They made their way back inside as the ten-minute to midnight warning was announced. Casey took her over to the bar as she ordered their drinks. She sneakily asked for some shots, too, while Alex wasn’t listening. When the bartender returned, Alex’s mouth opened as she saw the shots in Casey’s hand, “Why?” She couldn’t stop herself from chuckling as Casey handed her one. It was different from the tequila, easier to get down but equally as disgusting. “What the fuck was that?”

“You’ve never had vodka?”

“Not in shot form!” Casey was giggling as she pulled another two from the bar behind her, “Oh god no, please! Casey!” Alex playfully whined through a fit of giggles.

“It’s Sambuca! It’s the better shot; it tastes like licorice, I promise.” Casey was having fun testing Alex with shots but was careful not to overload her to the point of a next-day hangover.

As Casey had promised, it did taste of licorice and was indeed the better shot. “Okay, let’s get away from this bar before you give us alcohol poisoning!” She pulled Casey back to their friends, determined to get a real dance with Casey before the countdown interrupted them.

The alcohol had quickly lessened her fears of looking stupid, and she boldly pulled Casey closer to her and started moving her hips into the redheads. She could see Casey’s face heat up when the lights hit her. Her newfound confidence had her hands on Casey’s waist before she knew what she was doing. She could feel her body’s reaction and gently moved her hands over the expanse of Casey’s exposed stomach as Casey turned around and pushed her hips into Alex.

They stayed in their little world until George tapped them, signaling the countdown was about to begin. They turned to face the rest of their group as the room began to count down from ten.

“…Three, Two, One! Happy New Year!” The room erupted in screams and cheers as confetti cannons popped from every corner of the room. Alex didn’t hear any of that. However, only her heartbeat pounding in her ears as Casey’s hand snaked around her neck and brought Alex’s lips to her own. She returned the kiss fervidly, feeling as though she were about to pass out from the heat.

Casey pulled back to breathe, “Happy New Year, Ali.” She grinned, wiping her lip gloss from the sides of Alex’s mouth.

“Shut up, sunshine.” Alex harshly pulled Casey’s mouth back to hers, taking in every movement.

Alex would trade in her lonely Saturdays for this any day.

[spotaus]

Hi guys. So. Idk if I ever actually posted about Lust from New Age beyond establishing his relationship w/ Cross. (Ancha I beg of you if this contradicts smth please tell me lmao-) SO I'm gonna try and infordump what I can about thoughts which have been building up in my brain, all finally exploding because of this doodle I did for that shitpost lol.

So! Lust, I've established, works at/runs a tailor shop in the city surrounding Nightmare's castle, right in the capital. It's a decent one, has a good flow of people and serves mostly monsters with a few human customers. It's staff consists of Lust (head stylist/tailor), Hapstablook (Swap!Mettaton, the main seamstress who stays in back), Simulacre (My own mettaton from Doppletale, who designs), and the fourth spot on their staff is constantly shifting since they can't seem to keep a front desk worker. Lust wasn't initially the owner of the building or shop, but after the owner passed away, it was left in his hands.

I like to believe that Lust's family came from Reaper's kingdom! Mainly because I think that the magic there from Life is so potent that it leaves a mark on families or people who live there and embrace her magic. Lust's great grandparents moved away to the kingdom under false pretenses of peace, and were rapidly trapped in the kingdom and made to start a new life. The marks under his eyes, the light blue that looks like eyeliner, is actually a magic marking. (Reaper and Geno have marks that resemble eyebags in blue/red, and if Dust stuck around long enough or bonded w/ Geno and Reaper he'd get purple ones :] ) So, he has just the tiniest connection to the magic of that land through his appearance.

He's lucky he was born slightly before the princes, because Nim totally would've stolen him away from his parents. He's pretty much exactly what Nim was searching for. And honestly, I think it'd be interesting if a few generations before (he's the first long-living monster in his family fir a few generations) one of his great aunts or uncles was taken away to be part of Nim's harem. Just thinking...

Anyways, yeah, Lust is pretty, and his bloodline derives from Reaper's land of plenty.

He's also a handful. The kinda guy who remembers everything about you, your drama, and your likes and dislikes and uses it for better or worse. Kinda guy to hear someone he doesn't like is allergic to nuts and sprinkle a bit of peanut oil on their food or smth. But in the same breath, if you tell him your favorite fruit is a razzberry in passing, you will end up with razzberry-coded outfits for the next month <3. This absolutely obliterates Cross while they're dating, because he's say something like his shoulder hurts from training and Lust will add extra support to his clothes so they take pressure off the spot, or Cross will mention that the X pattern of stitch on an embroidery is a bad reminder and Lust unstiches it and makes something prettier over the spot, etc. Lust enjoys doing that sort of thing (he's definitely not a people pleaser, this is only for those he cares for) and it's a nice treat for both ends. Cross isn't used to someone listening so closely to him.

Oh! Lust and Error get along, I think. It comes with the territory of fabrics. Error has a thing with textures, usually only wears things he makes, but he's prideful and hates asking for help sewing pieces of his wardrobe together. So. He uses a binding spell to keep like, the arms of his jacket connected to the torso instead. (He doesn't want to go to Sasha and the others in the castle, again a pride thing, and he doesn't want to ask Ccino because Ccino's nice to him and it's a dumb request.) But Lust? Lust hears that Error makes his own clothes while talking with Sasha about Nightmare's fabrics (post reveal of his and Cross' involvement, ofc) and Lust decides he wants to see for himself. He's respectful of their jump in status, but asks if he could see the fabric, because weaving one's own clothing from magic is very impressive! Error actually hasn't had anyone tell him that and then ask to see it... but this is Cross' mystery boyfriend and so it's probably fine. So he hands over one of his sweaters. And Lust is befuddled to find he can't find any proper seams for the sleeves or hem, and asks Error about it. After that Lust manages to coax Error into sewing lessons every once in a while (maybe they start a little club, because I think we mentioned Ccino might try to learn to knit too?) so that he doesn't have to waste his energy on his clothes anymore. Lust also provides him with pattern suggestions for different clothing styles, just in case he wants a challenge (he does.)

Lust makes fast friends with people, but Error is the one he's the most proud of.

Lust tries to steer clear of Nightmare usually. Not because he doesn't trust him (no, Lust believes he's very very safe with Nightmare) but because he feels strange with the king being a little boy. He doesn't like that he sees bags under Nightmare's eyes, or that he jumps at the slightest sounds, or that he's always ducking under Killer's arm, tucking into Cross' side, like a cautious animal.

He tries not to pry, but he always worried about Ccino when he could come in for new fabric for a new outfit, usually dark pine green or black, sometimes the tans he liked to wear. Between what he's seen and what Cross told him after the fact, Ccino has been raising their king solo for many years, and practically kept the kingdom afloat. But Nightmare was constantly vigilant, to the point of passing out at his desk and having 20 plans just in case, and stressing hinself out about the state of a small border village so badly that he'd start crying? Lust knows this is for the best, Nightmare will lead them into a bright future, but that poor kid is just a baby to Lust. A very capable baby, but just a baby. He doesn't like to linger too long or else he feels guilty.

And uhhh. Hm.... I think he likes it when Nightmare throws parties. A LOT. Not only is it great for business, but he also gets to dress up! He tries to look nice at work, but his most creative outfits happen at the balls open to the public, like the knighting ceremonies. (Lust saw Cross for the first time there, at the ceremony. It was a few weeks later that Ccino brought Cross to him and insisted he needed a full wardrobe change.) Lust just gets to socialize and have fun in a responsible setting! It's great!

Last thing. Lust adores the other Knights. Like, ofc Cross is his beloved teddy bear, but once he gets to know the others he fits right in. Horror (and Farm, they met at a ball initially) are adorable. Horror loves to cook, abd Lust isn't a picky eater so he'll try any recepie offered to him! Dust is very closed off at first, but when he saw how Dust acted around Killer (mouthing off, pulling his hood down) he looked tired, but very happy. His little smile was genuine and calm. Killer is a riot and lets Lust and Sasha use him for an equivalent of fashion shows! Killer always jokes to Cross that he's stealing his maiden, and the first time Cross almost bit Killer. (<- He finds it funny once Killer gets together with Ccino because now he knows it's 100% a joke. Both Ccino and Lust would maul Killer if he tried to start cheating 🙏)

[dgdraws]

Funguary Week 1, Celestial Penicillin

I learned so much about penicillin this week!

(close up of my favorite details)

Penicillin was discovered by Alexander Fleming in 1928 but it was not used to successfully treat infections until 1930. It took ten more years to isolate the purified compound version that would be used to treat meningitis in 1942, earning a Nobel Prize for Fleming, Chain and Florey (the team who isolated penicillin F).

Obviously, I took my main style inspiration from this time period!

Fleming was also awarded the Grand Cross of the Ordre national de la Légion d'honneur, which serves as the central pin in my design!

I color picked my palette from a microscopic photograph of penicillin mold and I gotta say it is pretty spectacular. This is coming from the person who made a capsule wardrobe a few years ago that consisted of navy blue, mustard yellow and white/tan neutrals though so I may be biased.

Thank you as always to @adorkastock for pose references, this one really made the piece come together in my head!

I'm unreasonably proud of that little bottle of penicillin G (thats the injectable kind), I was not sure if white liquid in a clear vial was gonna work with the colors I had available but it looks so so good!!!

I'm a huge sucker for a gauzy layer and I'm very glad I added that element (and the ribbons on the gloves) because it definitely moves it more into the "celestial" realm.

My inspiration notes for this theme were along the lines of "flowing, draped fabrics, ribbons and small metal accents" along with "haughty" for the mood side of things. Altogether, I'm extremely happy with this one! And excited for the next -- I already have an idea percolating :)

(this one is cropped for optimal phone background size XD)

[herdemimonde]

My Glow Up Game

Lately I haven't been feeling really inspired about my journey to becoming her so I decided to revisit and rework it. I chose several different areas that I want to work on and I only listed goals that I could achieve now or within the next month (or 2 at the most).

The areas I will be focusing on:

Skin Care - my target area will be my ENTIRE BODY 😂 but mainly focusing on hyperpigmentation, fine lines under the eyes (thank you ordinary eye serum 😒), textured skin and smaller pores. My goals will include buying products from Ulta/Sephora, doing my skincare routine 2x a day and implementing a few DIY treatments like a turmeric mask.

Grooming - major focus will be on hair removal and nails. for hair removal i will be switching to waxing and sugaring. the goal is to start visiting a sugaring salon for certain areas of my body that's more difficult for me to wax (like underarms). for everything else, i will be doing waxing at home.

for nails, i was doing polygel but i'm over it lol. i'm tempted to start going to the salon for this as well but all the salons i've found in my city are those cookie cutter type salons (ya'll know what i'm talking about) that charge $100+ for thick nails (that's apparently still trending here) and the quality of the work - i can almost match it so i don't find it worth the price. instead i'm going to go all in with gel-x (i've played around with it and brought a few things on amazon to try it out) but i'm gonna level up and get some items from NKK and Erica's ATA drill bits.

Natural Hair/Extensions - focusing on growing out my natural hair (and making it healthier) to prepare it for either micro weft or i-link extensions. the goal here is simple: buy products and create a hair care routine.

Wardrobe - i'm splitting my wardrobe goals into several parts because i have to build an entire wardrobe. but i'm going to start with sleepwear, lingerie and loungewear, plus a few casual summertime pieces.

Bedroom Decor - if you've read my recent posts, you already know that i'm not happy with the state of my bedroom but i've decided not to do too much to it because it's not worth the investment. i do plan on buying a few bedding sets and a few inexpensive furniture pieces (like a nightstand). i also will start buying (or being gifted) flowers to place in my bedroom as well.

Beauty - purchasing basic makeup and essentials along with mini perfumes until i discover my staple fragrances.

Healthy Food - starting off simple with buying juices (especially green juices), fruits and veggies, eating salads, and healthy frozen meals.

Exercise - focusing on lower body workouts, improving flexibility, continuing pilates, buying cute workout fits.

Courtesan/Hypergamy - i didn't quite know what to call this area of focus but it will consist of listening to affirmations that fit the theme of being spoiled, attracting high value men, etc. also reading books on seduction, bdsm, etc and of course, practicing these techniques on men [online]- specifically receiving gifts and money from them.

Intellect - reading 1 book or 1 workbook (like the vocabulary book i'm currently going through). i already listen to the news so i'm pretty much on top of current events.

And last but certainly not least, keeping God first throughout all of this. 🙏🏾

and if sounds as if i'm basically rebuilding my life, that's because i am.

[averywiseanimatedcat]

Ok but I’m so excited and apprehensive to see Aziraphale and Crowleys first meeting and bit of time together after their fight in S3.

Will it be awkward? Will it be emotional? Will it be cold and serious? Will it be funny?

Are we going with age old tropes?

Like Is someone gonna yell ‘FOR FUCKS SAKES JUST SNOG AND GET IT OVER WITH!’ at them because their fighting is holding up the plan?

Is Crowley gonna be civil but sarcastic as hell calling Aziraphale ‘aRC aNGel’ in as pompous as accent as he can muster every time he gets the opportunity?

Is Aziraphale gonna pretend to not care whilst so obviously daydreaming about shoving his demon up against the wall because Crowley decided to change up his wardrobe and looks sluttier than he ever has before?

Is there gonna be jealously where they secretly sabotage anyone who looks like they’re getting to close to the other one (see: Jesus and Crowleys history)

Are they gonna get put into some situation where they HAVE to be physically close and it’s super awkward then they both look at each other and there’s a moment then they’re interrupted?

Is Crowley gonna pull the ultimate blind side and become Beelzebub and the way Aziraphale finds out is when Hell and Heaven have their first meeting together after their fight? Crowley saunters up in his new Duke of Hell look (which is super slutty) and is like ‘sup bro’ and Aziraphale is like ‘whattdayamean sup bro???’

Are they gonna forget to be mad sometimes and the facade slips then they notice and get ultra petty again?

Are we gonna somehow end up with them together in the Bentley and it’s gonna lock them inside and force them to awkwardly talk?

Im sure S3 will be extremely emotional in many ways but this show consistently delivers top tier comedy in difficult times. I have no doubt there will be laughter amongst the sound of my heart shattering into a million pieces.

[triniteevee]

Laundry Day

jacq x reader drabble

(notes: sadly there is no fucking in this but rating it as nsfw because jacq is not safe in any context please !! mdni !!, perv reader, perv jacq )

jacq’s laundry day habits are becoming a problem

Coincidences can be cute. Like running into Jacq in the staff room when you get your morning coffee, or when he draws your name for the Secret Santa. Little things like these felt like the universe putting the two of you together. It felt nice. As though Arceus himself was giving you his blessing.

Moments like now, however, felt like a curse.

You recite a few choice words in your head when Jacq walks in the laundry room. It wasn’t that he was like a pig or anything. It was just… his choice of dress during laundry day.

Jacq is one of those simple minded individuals who wear a uniform of sorts in their daily life. His wardrobe consists of mostly violet and purple pieces, and he’s happy about it. The thing is, when he runs out of his signature look, he wears it.

It being a well worn tee and gray sweatpants.

Your hands curl into fists, as he walks into the room with an easygoing smile on his face. A chipper, “good morning!” thrown your way.

Your voice is shaky at best when you return his greeting, but good ol’ Jacq takes it in stride — that or he really lives in his own little world, blissfully unaware of the effect he has on others around him.

Your shared box of detergent sits to your right, and your brain is too fried to think of moving it closer to him. No matter to Jacq! He simply reaches over, his arm flexing as he grabs it. You die a little inside at the sight.

How the hell did Jacq get so jacked anyway? He practically lives in the Biology Lab. You make a mental note to rummage through there to look for any hidden dumbbells.

Your thought process is interrupted when the man himself starts speaking. Seeing as you’re the only other occupant in the room (Thank Arceus for that), you figure he’s speaking to you.

“Anyway, I’ll be sure to pick up some more at the shop tomorrow.” You couldn’t help glance at his sweatpants — rather, what’s fighting to stay constrained inside. How does he not realize how indecent he looks like this? “I didn’t realize I’d have such a big load today.”

You choke on your own spit. Jacq, no.

A traitorous voice whispers, Jacq, yes.

The words leave your mouth before you even realize it. “I can take that load.” You curse Arceus, Mew, Giratina, Palkia, Dialga— really, any deity you could think of.

Jacq smiles serenely, and pats your shoulder. “That’s alright. Don’t worry about it.”

Right.

Of course, it wasn’t a come on.

The room has gotten considerably hotter since he’s walked in. You combee-line it out of there with a mumbled bye thrown in Jacq’s direction. There was no way you were gonna make it out safely if you spared him another look.

Jacq’s eyes trail after your retreating figure and he lets out a sigh. Did he make you uncomfortable again?

Oh, well.

When he hears the bell chime that alerts him your load is finished, he takes your basket and fills it with your clothes. If you still haven’t noticed the number of your undergarments are dwindling, then you won’t notice if he helps himself to another.

If he wakes up early next week, he’s definitely gonna grab one before you put it in the wash.

[rekikiri]

Bonfire jack-o'-lantern cinnamon and fireside! (@stabbyfoxandrew)

bonfire (describe your dream house) - okay kinda long answer because I’ve thought about this many times since once the interest rates are down i will likely be getting a house lmao. apologies for the long answer.

so I want a brick house, preferable the colors kinda muted. either gray and black brick or red and black. idk why it’s just nice to me. for the inside, I want a very open living room and a decently sized kitchen. at least probably 4-5 bedrooms so that if i choose to have or adopt kids they’d each get their own room AND I can keep having a game room/office. (Im in a two bedroom so it’s very convenient to keep all expensive electronics and a lot of my nerd shit away from the other rooms).

(doing a break here)

Id LOVE having a wall full of shelves with one of those ladders to have my own personal library to fill with books and trinkets. and a tall fence to have space for when I get a dog (not getting a dog in an apartment, I cannot consistently walk a dog on a leash and go to parks where I’m at). hopefully no neighbors super close they need to be a bit away from me

jack o’ lantern (if you could look like any celebrity, who would you choose?) - I already have a few celebrities that I’ve been told I look very similar to (and one who my best friend who once said I look so much like this actress she couldn’t comfortably watch a triggering show). but maybe sandra bullock? she’s one of the prettiest women I’ve ever seen. i don’t do celebrity crushes but if I had to give one, it’d be her (or mariska hargitay!! another pretty pretty lady). I love them <3 genuinely the first two women I remember seeing and being like…woah beautiful lady. and I already have the same hair and eye color so it wouldn’t be like…drastically not me

cinnamon (if you had to live in a time period different than the present, which would you choose and where?) - hmmmm not sure. not too far back because I want to have Rights, ya know? maybe gonna steal your answer @stabbyfoxandrew and say be an adult in 90s-00s. I do not want to live in my hometown bc it’s not at all progressive lmao. not sure where tho just maybe somewhere with a higher population but not a big city, idk. boring answer haha

fireside (if you had your dream wardrobe, what would it look like?) - sooo I have a bit of an all over the place preferred styles and also a few things I specifically want. a few of my favorite styles are dark academia, a lot of black and baggy clothes (kinda emo style stuff), and I fucking loveeee sweaters too. I live in a hot and humid state AND I overheat so easily so I cannot wear my preferred clothes that much of the year, and dark academia stuff would be too much money right now for not a lot of use.

specific pieces!! I am dying to buy a few more pairs of highs top platform converse. I love those so much. AND I want a pair of platform doc martens. I have a normal pair but I want Stompy Boot. i also want to not have the issue where i have a primary every day shoe because I’m an anime character apparently and almost exclusively wear one pair of shoes for ages, and only swaps during the new season outfit change. currently they are my red high top platform converse. (before these it was my timberlands lmao).

SORRY THIS GOT SO LONG I JUST HAVE TOO MANY THINGS TO SAY IN MY ANSWERS

[thatndginger]

Happy WBW, lovely! Not sure why, but today I'm asking about fashion?? What does the fashion-- I'm talking high, street, or anything else-- look like in your world(s)?

Hey Tori! Thanks for the ask! I swear I am trying to get better about answering these in a timely manner!

As is becoming the tradition for most worldbuilding asks, I'm gonna throw this to War Witch ^.^ It's more fun to talk about than Shapeshifter in this regard, anyway.

War Witch is based roughly on the time period between 1890 and 1910, technologically and aesthetically. If you've ever delved into the history of fashion and dressmaking from the Victorian to Edwardian periods [1837 to 1910] it's fucking fascinating and a rabbit hole of epic proportions. But we're here to talk about the War Witch version of fashion, not ours!

Fashion in War Witch's primary setting of Korin is fairly gendered, but it's not unusual for women to be seen wearing traditionally masculine clothing in the lower classes anymore. The upper classes still tend to maintain a rigid gender binary [in addition to other rigid cultural mores] when it comes to clothing and appearance, but that has more or less been thrown out by the lower working classes in the major population centers.

Upper class fashion, high fashion, is very up-to-date and almost always changing. The current trend for women is an 's' shaped silhouette (bust pushed forward, hips pushed back), skirts that fit close at the waist and flare at the hem, blouses with puffed sleeves, an abundance of lace and ruffles, and elaborate hats and hairdos. Two-piece outfits with blouses and skirts separated are all the rage for everyday wear. Meanwhile, for evening gowns and party wear, elaborate decorations and an absence of hats is the norm.

Men's fashion changes little, outside of small details. A well-made, tailored suit is preferred for both day and eveningwear. Daywear usually consists of a coat, waistcoat, shirt, trousers, cravat, and silk hat. Long overcoats or trenchcoats are common during inclement weather. An upper class gentleman will never be caught without a watch on a chain. Eveningwear usually consists of a black dresscoat and pants, white waistcoat, and white cravat.

I've got a whole folder of fashion ideas so here's some highlights for the upper classes!

[examples of upper class women's fashion]

[examples of upper-class men's fashion]

For the lower classes, fashion is usually dictated by convenience and cost. There is still an attempt to emulate high fashion trends, but at a lesser scale. Holdovers from previous fashion trends are common, since for some families it is too expensive or time-consuming to update their wardrobes at the speed high fashion demands. For women, the two-piece outfit has always been popular (it's here that the trend first started, in fact). In factories and other areas of mechanized industry it isn't uncommon to see women wearing trousers and pants, and this has been bleeding out into the general society over the last decade or so. Common examples of lower-class clothing:

[examples of lower class men and women's fashion]

I swear the lower classes have colorful clothes, but do you know how drab and boring recreations like to be???

Oh, and just for a bit of spice, here are some inspiration images for the Royal Koric Military's outfits!

[honeytonedhottie]

hot girl summer prep⋆.ೃ࿔*:･🍉

over the course of the next eight weeks, we should be preparing for our hot girl summer. this post is ofc just to be helpful and just for funsies, to help you feel your most confident and radiant this summer ✨

if i were to break down the most important things to prep for hot girl summer they’d be to work on ur base (skin + body) ur company, and ur wardrobe.

BASE ; 

moisturize ur skin after your showers while your skin is still slightly damp, for moisturized and soft skin this summer 

if ur not already using sunscreen on your face AND body then what are you even doing? get in the habit of putting sunscreen on ur body to promote a smooth and even skin tone and protect u from the sun ofc 

get into a solid workout regimen that u can be consistent with. focus on building ur body to perfection! work out as much as u want, i recommend 3-4 times a week. 

my recommendations for soft skin is to use an african net sponge bcuz that always gets me CLEAN. also, use african black soap for glowy skin and use shea butter on ur body while ur skin is still slightly damp. 

not only does it smell yummy but it rly REALLY moisturizes you well. i also recommend using it during the summer bcuz the glow that u get from it is REAL. 

i’ve elaborated on sunscreen in the bullet points already so let’s go to body building. get into a workout regimen 3-4 times a week. i’ll share some workouts here depending on what u want. 

the important thing is that you start NOW so that then by the time it’s summer your gains will be visible and you’ll feel stronger and more confident -> therefore more happy and prepped for ur hot girl summer. 

use body scrubs to exfoliate skin and also promote optimal softness bcuz in the summer it’ll be hot and you might wanna show some skin 

WARDROBE ; 

get onto ur pinterest and start looking for inspo for your summer wardrobe that coincides with ur personal style. use ur fashion binder if u have one to start formulating and thinking of outfits. 

create a list of specific pieces that ur looking for (with photos if u can) so that when ur shopping/thrifting u know to get what u want for summer. 

the important things for summer from my own fashion binder are bikinis, camisoles and mini skirts + shorts. bcuz i wrote that in my fashion binder i’ll look for and buy those specific clothing pieces for my summer wardrobe. do the same ✨

COMPANY ; 

it’s more fun when u spend some parts of ur summer with quality company so make sure to prepare that NOW so that then ur plans go smoothly in the summertime. 

now is the time to test the waters and propose ideas with ur friends about what u guys should do together this summer. maybe it’s simply hanging out, or going on a sort of vacation together. 

whatever it is, make sure that ur company is not only reliable/responsible but also that they have ur best interest at heart bcuz it’s gonna be hot girl summer and everyone’s gonna be out there 😭 u need someone to have ur back and someone that you can trust. 

i don’t wanna get too into the hot girl summer agenda since it’s only april BUT u all can def expect lots of summer content from me. much love 🎀

[findingdory9022]

─────────── 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏 ⋆｡𖦹°‧★

Fae Chance hurriedly rushed around her room to prepare for the day ahead of her. Her mother and father had given her a day off from working in the bakery their family owned so she had planned a wonderful day out. Well, it wouldn’t be that exciting as there wasn’t much one could do in the small village of Gavaldon. 

The girl put her braided hair into a bun, some braids dropping in front of her face due to how loose it was, so she could pick an outfit for the day. Her small wardrobe consisted of two dresses, a few shirts and some skirts. She sighed as she realized her favorite skirt had been in the laundry so she would have to settle for something else. She gently grabbed a white ankle length skirt and a soft forest green shirt, one of her favorite ones. The shirt had a modest neckline, short, puffed sleeves with a corset like body and drawstrings at the back to tighten or loosen it.

She turned in her full-length mirror and nodded in content. She allowed her long waist length braids fall over her back and attempted to style them but eventually gave up. “I’m going to need to take these out soon,” she noted to herself as she realized that she was due for a new hairstyle. She grabbed a green scarf to tie across her hair to make it look more neat. Finally happy with her looks, she exited her room into the family room of the house. 

There her mother stood in the kitchen, preparing a fresh batch of cookies for the shop, and her father, she assumed, would already be in the bakery. She silently walked up to her mother, “Good morning mom” she greeted as she planted a peck on her cheek.

“Good morning Fae,” her mother smiled in return, handing the girl a cookie. “Any plans for today?” she asked out of politeness as she made space for her daughter to grab food.

“Well,” the girl began as she placed bread in the toaster “I’m going to have a picnic by the lake, then head over to Mrs. Deauvilles’ to see if she has anything new.” She put chocolate spread, a secret family recipe, onto her pieces of toast. “Then possibly find Agatha and Sophie before heading home” The girl grabbed her small basket of food that she had packed the day before and walked towards the door.

“I hope it all goes well” her mother smiled as she waved her daughter away. 

“Bye mom!” she called out one last time before heading out of the house. She made her way past the family bakery, waving at her father, before going deeper into the small village of Gavaldon. As she walked through the streets of the village, many heads turned her way as shopkeepers and groups of friends greeted her. She smiled politely and greeted them as she passed by them. 

Fae was well known in Gavaldon for her beauty. Her dark brown skin almost seemed to glow in the sun, she had pretty brown eyes and plump lips that were always upturned in a smile. Her hair was tight and curly, often put in multiple braids and left down her back. In addition to her beautiful features, she always looked as though a soft glow was emitting from her. Though it would have been something most girls her age would pride themselves on, her beauty often felt like a heavy burden to Fae. Dark thoughts would often plague her mind, insisting that everything she had achieved was only due to her looks and never her efforts. But she forced those thoughts out of her head and tried to remain the positive girl most knew her to be.

She had reached the store-heavy area of Gavaldon where she just so happened to see her two friends conversing with some boys. “Change of plans I guess” she mumbled to herself before switching courses and walking up to her friends from behind. 

“Aren’t you gonna answer him?” she heard Agatha speak to Sophie as she got closer to the two. 

“Not her you” a boy spoke, his face a bit too close to the two unconcerned girls. “Eric says you put a hex on him” 

“Now who is this Eric?” Fae asked, interrupting what seemed to be a staring competition between the boy and Agatha. The curly haired girl looked up to her friend, a smile growing on her face. 

Sophie grinned at her two friends “I was about to ask the same thing”. The dark skinned boy huffed in annoyance. “We’ve been in the same class for eight years” he grumbled as the girls tried to quiet their laughter. His friend glared at the girls. 

“He says you looked at him weird and now he’s feeling all itchy.” he spoke accusingly towards Agatha. Fae rolled her eyes as she sat comfortably between the two girls, glaring in annoyance at the boy. 

“I’m sorry that sounds more like a hygiene issue” Agatha fidgeted with the leaves of a random plant she had picked as she responded indifferently.

“Seriously, lice anyone?” Sophie sassed as she rolled her eyes, Fae laughing at the display. The boys had been fed up. 

“Shut up” the brunette said “You two think you’re better than us, but really, you’re just a prig and a pig.” he said pointedly to Agatha and Sophie as they gasped mockingly before pretending to faint. He then turned to Fae. “I don’t even understand why you hang around with them. You’re just some freak” he huffed before leaving the area.

“And I’m Eric” the black haired boy spoke proudly before leaving as well. It was only when the boys were a good enough distance away that the girls burst into laughter.

Sophie, being the first to calm down, began teasing her childhood friend “You know, I think he likes you.”

Agatha scoffed and glanced at her blonde friend. “Who Eric?”

“I’m sorry,” Fae began as she looked at the two girls in mock confusion. “There's an Eric?” The three laughed again as they made fun of the unaware boy. They got up and began to make their way through the many shops in the area catching up on recent news, with the two best friends updating the dark skinned girl of earlier events. 

“I need to pick up some hemlock from Mrs. Fisher for my mom.” Agatha informed the two as they came to a slow stop. 

“I gotta get some green fringe anyway,” Sophie shrugged, turning to Fae “wanna come with?” she asked. 

Fae, sensing the slight distress coming from her dark haired friend, politely declined. “Nah, I was gonna pick some flowers for my mom. She keeps pestering my dad about it so I thought I might help out.” she excused. “Meetup at Deauville’s?” she asked.

“Sure” the blonde nodded before heading off into the crowd of people. Fae turned to Agatha and smiled. 

“Shall we?” she teased as she grabbed her friend's hand. The two began walking in the opposite direction as their blonde friend, making their way into the shadier part of their village. As they tried not to bump into anyone, the strangers began to mumble insults towards Agatha. Calling her a witch and other unpleasant names. They neared a dark alleyway where they came across a baby goat. 

The ever so kind Agatha crouched down and gently pet the kid “Hello there, little guy.” she spoke quietly, trying not to scare it away. “Aw, yeah, you like that?” she smiled at the animal as it leaned closer to her hold. Fae watched the interaction with a warm smile, she began to move towards her friend but stopped. 

A chill seemed to run down her spine and she swore she heard someone call out to her. She looked down the alleyway and gasped quietly as she saw a pair of dark, round eyes staring directly at her. She stepped back, rubbing her eyes before looking towards where she had seen the icy blue eyes last. Her breath hitched as they were no longer there, was she imagining it? 

Something in her had told her she wasn’t. She gathered courage and took small hesitant steps closer to the darkness where she had seen the eyes watching her. As she got closer and closer to what seemed like a dark wall, the trees began to enclose around her, as though trying to trap her in the forest. A small voice in her head warned her that this was dangerous, she needed to return to her friends. With a hand stretched out, the girl reached into the dark mist.

“Fae?” the girl shouted in fear as she quickly turned around only to see her blonde friend looking worriedly at her. “Are you alright? I’ve been calling out to you for a while now.” Sophie asked the dark skinned girl, worry etched onto her face. Fae looked past Sophie where Agatha stood in the alleyway. Confusion made its way onto Fae’s face, she had just been beside Agatha, how had she gotten so far?

“I’m fine” she assured as she tried to calm her racing heart beat. “I just thought I had seen something.” she murmured. She let out a deep sigh before walking up to her friends. Her expression immediately twisted into confusion and worry as she saw how Agatha stood nervously beside Sophie, who held a frying pan in hand. “What happened?” she asked.

“I seriously doubt there are any decent people in Gavaldon.” Sophie stated simply as she used her frying pan to point towards a man who had been knocked unconscious on the ground. Fae decided not to question anything as she believed her friend wouldn’t hurt an innocent man. She was too good for that. 

“You okay?” she asked Agatha as the three interlocked arms. The tall girl nodded in response. “Let’s get out of here” she smiled comfortingly. Sophie allowed the pan to drop to the floor, causing quite the sound, as the three made their way to Deauvilles.

[go-learn-esperanto]

Can I give a tip for puffier looks that I've found on accident? Of course a lot of Lolitas probably knew this already but I've rarely see it mentioned.

Firstly I'll just remind everyone there are different petticoat shapes

[Image source]

An A Line petticoat by Aurora & Ariel

A Bell Shape, sometimes called "Cupcake", petticoat from MeLikesTea

And also different petticoat types

A Crinoline, also referred as hollowed petticoat or hoop skirt by Manyiluo

A hoop skirt (not hollow) by Meowing and fruity. Some may even call this a "fish bone" petticoat.

I'm not gonna get into it but I just want to remind people that the shapes, and whether the petticoat is puffy because it has a lot of fabric under or has a skeleton of hoops, will affect how puffy a dress looks.

Note: heavy dresses also do this, so if you have a dress that's really heavy a crinoline might be better at keeping the dress shape. Just make sure you have big undergarments (underskirt, bloomers, etc..) underneath.

All this to say that I found that a petticoat isn't the only thing that can help puff a dress, specially if you have the petticoats that don't have hoops in them (although, as a warning, if you wear Lolita you need to wear a petticoat or crinoline unless you are in a wheel chair or have some other condition where they aren't practical at all).

These are bloomers. These are mine, I bought them on AliExpress however I chose them very well. They are from the brand MIST. These are made of cotton, which was the main concern when I was looking for bloomers. Cotton bloomers are more expensive but trust me, for undergarments it makes a big difference in terms of comfort (and in terms of environmental concerns). And these are really cheap so I highly recommend them.

What's great about these Bloomers is that when worn their layers puff out so these plus the petticoat make your dress even puffier.

So, if you want to add some extra puffiness/feel like your petticoat isn't giving your dress enough puff try getting a puffy bloomer!

A final note: 42Lolita sells pieces from Forest Wardrobe, a brand that specifies in natural sustainable fabrics. The brand Tiny Garden (available on 42Lolita too) also has some dresses made of sustainable materials. And I can vouch for the quality of Tiny Garden dresses. I have them and they are really good.

And brand dresses doesn't automatically mean "good" or even sustainable materials. Angelic Pretty can often be an example of that. They tend to be more consistent and have more pressure to do good quality dresses but don't be fooled because they do drop the ball too.

rillyfrilly rambles…! ୨ৎ

♡ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ౨ৎ ‧₊ .ᐟ

making your wardrobe last: timelessness of a lolita wardrobe ദ്ദി(｡•̀ ,<)~✩‧₊

happy monday, cuties~! i debated on if i really wanted to post this week due to feeling a bit of a mental drag since this weekend but decided i could write myself out of it. ♡⸜(˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)⸝♡

one thing many lolitas know and love about the fashion is that it's as the title of this blog post suggests: timeless! unlike modern day trends of fast fashion, constantly changing trends, etc., lolita focuses on a commitment to its substyles and celebrates sustainability through frills and quality material. while pattern prints in lolita fashion may go in and out of style, the fashion itself has built a sturdy foundation of keeping to a certain look that makes it virtually impossible to go out of fashion for those that love it! (ෆ˙ᵕ˙ෆ)♡ lolita is meant to be worn for many years and the heart of it really focuses on investing in good quality staple pieces. knowing this in the beginning can change the trajectory of your journey for the better.. now! this isn't to say you should go and splurge $180 usd on the first angelic pretty blouse you see, no no. it is only a suggestion that investing in good quality pieces really does work wonders for you if you plan to be involved in lolita fashion for the long term!

firstly, understanding this basics to a lolita coordinate is key to getting started in your wardorbe..! (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) lolita offers a basic silhouette of a blouse, jumperskirt (jsk), over the knees (otks) or tights, a petticoat to hold the shape (different types of pettis exist!), shoes, and headwear (bow, headdress, etc.). this what the anatomy of a lolita is in it's barebones - knowing this and studying it is what will help you make your choices concerning your wardrobe. it seems like a lot but giving yourself time and researching in bits and pieces of what truly would work for you is always the best way to begin, especially if you haven't narrowed down what substyle you want to wear..! ( ˶ˆ꒳ˆ˵ )

once you've nailed this part on the head you're ready to move onto your next phase of action: where to actually get lolita items! in my time beginning as a newer gen. lolita a lot of veterans recommended i start with indie or more affordable brands, like bodyline for example, until i could save up for more pieces that would last a longer for constant wear. this will be advice i will tell until the end of time as it's solid and genuinely works, especially if you find buying brand outright is a bit too daunting for you. whether choosing pieces from taobao resellers (42lolita for example), bodyline listings on depop, or whatever else, just be sure it's pieces you could imagine buying a slightly more sustainable version of and be sure the look of it is exactly what you'll be looking for in the future, as doing this ensures you won't have any regrets on your first coordinate or feelings of wasting your money. while buying from more affordable brands is the ticket to building a wardrobe with staple pieces, also buying secondhand is an option.

buying secondhand is what i do most, as a matter of fact, and i can't recommend it enough. ദ്ദി(ᵔᗜᵔ) secondhand pieces, to me, often feel they come with a uniqueness and an aged feeling that really gives into the whole "timelessness" aspect of lolita fashion. finding brand pieces for affordable pricing also is a huge perk! secondhand places like lacemarket, closet child, or wunderwelt exist for this kind of purpose - giving sustainable pieces new homes for someone else to begin their journey with said item. it's a bit romantic that pieces last as long as they do and can even transcend being passed down a whole decade or more later..!

furthermore, keep in mind that while bargains do exist, the cost of lolita can rack up. it's important to take care of your pieces, especially concerning secondhand pieces if they're a bit aged. in order to preserve the longevity of your items look up tips on how to care for your wardrobe, whether it's through gentle hand washing, proper storage, or repairing minor damages as doing this ensures your items stay pristine for as long as possible! learning to mend or sew has become a huge must for lolitas this day in age. things like buttons falling off or buying pieces that may need something resewn could be inevitable..! while it may be daunting and laborious, it's all done with love and style~. ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ )

in conclusion, building a timeless lolita wardrobe is about investing in pieces that not only speak to your personal style but also reflect your commitment to sustainability. it’s a slow, steady journey where quality trumps quantity, and every purchase is a step toward building a wardrobe that can last for years to come. remember, it’s not just about looking good, but feeling good knowing your choices have a lasting impact. so take your time, research, and above all, enjoy the process of curating your own unique collection that will stand the test of time! -`♡´-

until next week, cuties~ ❤︎

♡ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ౨ৎ ‧₊ .ᐟ

some other helpful resources below: ⬇️

lolita anatomy guide

what makes a lolita silhouette?

lolita on a budget

afterword: i would like to say the take away here is NOT to insight argument over indie brands or anything of the such and insinuate that they're of lesser quality. i am simply stating some brands may use cheaper material than others that may not be AS durable, and this isn't saying every single indie brand does this sort of thing. i myself own a bit of indie items and still own a entire bodyline coordinate. this post is only aimed to be educational, helpful, and serve as a guide..!

riri ❤︎₊ ⊹

[heysarsii]

I see you

Out and about last Saturday to celebrate some of my milestone achievements with the fam. 2023 has just started and I have already been receiving a couple of good news that I will eternally be grateful for. Also celebrated the progress and consistency I've been making for the past few weeks. Proud of myself for showing up consistently. *tap tap*

We watched Avatar: The Way of the Water last weekend which lasted for 3hrs+. It's kinda dragging and had me a bit sleepy. I liked it a bit but what got me interested was when they were talking about how to hold one's breath because that's exactly what my coaches have been sharing with me. Plus, it showed how peaceful and amazing the experience of diving deep was. I even held my breath on the last part to check my breath hold which got me excited on our dive trip next weekend.

I missed eating fries and pastries so, we ate a lot of it last Saturday. :)

My best friend recommended a new place to get pastries from (Big Momma's Artisan Pies & Co.) near our area because I have been complaining to her how the popular bakery that we were supposed to check out didn't really have good pastries when I tried it out. Shared these peach danish and cheese rolls with my pamangkins. All of their pastries tasted so good and were actually flaky unlike those from Ambo's that are chewy. Got a box of 6 pastries to take home so my father can try it too. Ordered both savory and sweet pies and pastries. The layers of the croissant were so pretty and it was still flaky when we got home. You just need to reheat it in an oven or pop it in the airfryer for 3-5mins. Did I mention that these were way cheaper than the usual ones sold? Definitely gonna get another box when I get to drop by.

I also bought some new fits as a reward for myself and because my current wardrobe is getting looser week after week and the workarounds I make doesn't look nice anymore. My father also got too happy that he insisted to buy me a new pair of running shoes. Got me some classic and minimalist wardrobe pieces which is a total revamp of my preference from before. I think the last time I bought new clothes (aside from fan merch) was July last year. New fits means I need to reassess and clear up my wardrobe to have some of it sent to my cousins or aunties and the others to be donated. So I may or may not reorganize my room after that. This would be the 4th time I rearrange my wardrobe and room since November.

I've been busy with work and another new venture but I've been loving how I'm feeling despite the hustle and bustle of my new routine and I am really grateful to the people around me. Cheers!x

[eddiesbug]

a good day (j.potter)

fandom: the marauders

pairing(s): daddy!james potter x little!reader, little!reader x little!sirius black (platonic), daddy!remus lupin x little!sirius black

word count: 1816

summary: a trip to hogsmeade, your daddy, your best friend sirius and more lollipops than you could ever need. what more does a girl want?

warnings: so much ridiculously sweet, tooth rotting fluff, tiny tiny bit of angst if you squint, just a few tears, sirius and reader wrestle and poke at each other, super cute, self indulgent piece

note: this was so fun to write! i missed writing age regression fics since i am a little myself ( we <3 trauma) and i crave a relationship like this sooo bad. ugh i love james potter so much. as always, pls like and reblog and lmk what u thought!!<33

It’s no secret that James is protective over you; it’s never been questioned by any of the marauders that you’re his, and although they’re all fond of you, first and foremost you’re James’ girl. He’s the first person you think about in the morning, the last at night and he takes care of you in any way that he can.

The other boys have already vacated the dorm this morning, the only presence remaining being you and James; you’re tucked right into his side, head under his armpit and legs hooked around him like a little koala. He grins down at you with the most affectionate expression, brushing your messy hair off of your face and kissing your forehead. You grumble at the movement, turning away from the gentle touch and nestling your face into your own arms.

“Ah, ah,” James laughs, pulling you back up and towards him. You whine, rubbing your eyes with your fists in a manner that has him cooing.

“Daddy…” you protest, droopy eyes landing on him, his own dark curls mussed and sticking up at every angle imaginable.

“I know, baby love. It’s time, though.”

“It’s Saturday!”

“That’s why we’re the only ones in here. We’ve slept in plenty, bunny.”

“Hmph.”

He chuckles, lifting you onto his lap to get a better view of your face; your eyes flutter open and closed with how tired you are and you murmur softly, pawing at his chest and drooping down to rest on top of him.

“No, no. Up we get,” he encourages, bouncing you in his hold.

“Nuh uh,” you complain as he stands, forcing you to wrap your legs around his waist to keep from falling.

“Yuh huh,” he counters, kissing your cheek. You sigh, rubbing your eyes again in an attempt to stay awake and alert. “C’mon, what are we wearing today?”

“What we doin’?” you ask quietly.

“Well, we’ve got Hogsmeade today, so the boys and I are gonna get some stuff from the joke shop. And I spose you’ll want to get some sweeties, yeah? And then we’ll go and get some lunch and drinks. Sound good?”

“Mhm,” you hum happily, giddy with excitement for what the day has in store. “Siri comin’?”

“Siri is coming,” he affirms, smiling at your happy giggle; you and Sirius are practically inseparable, and although the raven haired boy is surly and unapproachable to people he dislikes, he utterly adores you.

You skip to the wardrobe, picking out your outfit — which of course consists of your favourite skirt and James’ sweatshirt — and letting James help you into it. He rolls the sleeves up despite your protests, chuckling when you nuzzle into the fabric, inhaling deeply. He ties your hair into two low bunches, dressing himself in an almost identical sweatshirt to the one he’s given to you. Gazing intently into his eyes, you urge him to move faster.

“C’mon, daddy! Time to go!”

You’ve been restless ever since Sirius’ name was mentioned and you’re desperate to find him.

“Steady, baby love,” he laughs as you practically vibrate on your way down to the Great Hall. Your eyes flit from side to side, desperately searching for your best friend. When you spot Remus, you squeal, bouncing on your toes and tugging on James’ sleeve. “Go on, sweetheart,” he encourages, nudging you towards the tall boy. You giggle, running so fast that Remus grabs you with both hands, steadying you.

“Hi, Remmy,” you lilt, batting your lashes at him; you smile like butter wouldn’t melt in your mouth and Remus chuckles, squeezing your cheek affectionately.

“Hi, sweetheart,” he laughs, holding his arms out for a hug. You oblige, hugging him tight even as you bounce in his hold. He senses your excitement, whispering in your ear quietly, “There’s Siri. Go on.”

You squeak when you spot the dark haired boy, making a beeline for him at practically a sprint.

“Siri!” you screech.

“Hi, bun bun!” he yells back, colliding with you at full speed; you both grunt, tumbling to the floor in a heap of limbs. Remus and James wince at the harsh landing and you open your eyes to James standing above you.

“Y’alright, bunny?”

“‘M fine, daddy,” you giggle, grinning crookedly as Sirius wraps his arms around you and squeezes.

“Too tight,” you wheeze, rolling out of his grip. James peels you off of the floor, standing you up and brushing the now loose hair out of your face. Remus does the same to Sirius, taming his wild hair by tying it in a ponytail at the bottom of his head; he grumbles, swatting indignantly at Remus’ hands as you giggle, leaning into James.

“What’chu laughing at?” he mumbles, crossing his arms and pouting. Remus kisses his puffed out lips, effectively killing the tantrum before it starts.

“Nothin’,” you sing-song, turning your attention to James, “Daddy?” you whisper.

“Yes, bunny?” he whispers back, mimicking your cute, hushed tone.

“Kiss?” Cocking your head in that adorable way you know he can’t resist, you pucker your own lips, standing on your tiptoes. He promptly presses his lips to yours, cupping your cheeks in his large hands.

“Better?” he laughs.

“Mhm.” You frown as a ravenclaw girl catches your eye, elbowing her friend and smirking as they whisper to each other and point, obviously wanting you to see them. Your cheeks burn and you look at your feet, already close to tears.

“Don’t look at them, look at me, baby love.” James, ever so perceptive, has already spotted the girls making nasty remarks about you and is trying his best to distract you.

“Sorry,” you mumble, tears welling behind your waterline. Your lower lip quivers and James coos. Tilting your chin up, he kisses you again.

“Daddy loves you,” he says as soon as he pulls away. “So, so much, bunny.”

“I love you,” you sniffle, “‘M bein’ such a baby.”

“My baby,” he says softly, kissing the crown of your head. “My best baby, my beautiful baby.”

Sirius’ arms suddenly wrap around you from behind and he blows a raspberry in your ear, laughing hysterically as you turn and tug at his ponytail, sticking your tongue out. You growl softly, clearly vexed, but Sirius’ intention was successful — you’re distracted. James wipes the wetness out of your ear, taking your hand in his large one.

“Time to go,” he chuckles, pushing Sirius towards his own boyfriend.

By the time you arrive at Hogsmeade, you and Sirius are delirious with excitement, the prior incident forgotten about in favour of the day ahead of you.

First, you head to the joke shop; you and Sirius have tons of fun with games of exploding snap, trying your hardest to make the other jump. When the boys have purchased absolutely everything they want, you head straight to the sweet shop. You keep attempting to run off down your favourite aisles until James snorts, picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder. Every once in a while, you’ll chime out a “Look, daddy!” and he’ll grab whatever has caught your eye. By the end, you’re drowning in sweets, clutching the paper bag to your chest like treasure.

You make your way to the Three Broomsticks, skipping with your hand in James’ and your other arm looped through Sirius’. The four of you snag a booth, sliding in each side; you stick your hand straight into your bag, pulling out a red lollipop and unwrapping it.

“‘S a heart, daddy!” you giggle happily, lifting his arm so you can tuck yourself securely into his side; he grabs your legs, draping them over his lap and kissing your exposed knees. His eyes are soft and full of adoration and it makes you smile. You wonder how one person can love you this much that he even gives the unattractive and plain parts of you so much love.

“You thirsty, pup?” Remus asks Sirius, running a hand through his untamed hair. He nods, craning into the touch. James kisses your neck, sliding out of the booth behind Remus.

“Butterbeer, yeah?” James asks; you both nod, matching lopsided grins on your faces. Sirius scoots over next to you and you hand him a lollipop, grinning as he unwraps it and pops it straight in his mouth.

“Dis is fun,” he garbles around the sweet, leaning into you slightly; you laugh, poking him. He pokes you back until you’re both laying down on the seat, incoherent with laughter. James and Remus observe the whole thing whilst they collect your drinks. Sirius’ face is flushed as he grabs for you, pulling on your bunches and shouting triumphantly as you squeal.

“Alright, settle down,” Remus chides, grabbing Sirius and hauling him back onto the other side of the booth. Pouting, you fold your arms and whine.

“Oh, bunny,” James placates, “Remmy’s mean, taking Siri away, isn’t he?” You nod, doing your best frown at Remus, which only pulls a low laugh from the lanky boy. “‘S okay, sweetheart. Daddy’ll cuddle you.” That simmers your brewing tantrum wonderfully and you snuggle into James’ side, pressing the side of your face to his sweatshirt as he holds the glass full of butterbeer to your lips, tipping slowly.

“Look!” you snort, gesturing to the line of foam gathered on your top lip, “Got a moustache!” Sirius rolls his eyes playfully.

“You can’t grow a moustache.”

“I so can!”

The debate goes on until it’s time to leave, by which point you’re stifling yawns and laying on top of James, your face pressed into his neck.

“C’mon, it’s time to go,” he coos, prying you off of him and standing.

“Piggyback me?” you ask innocently, eyes fluttering sleepily; how could he ever say no to you? He wants you to have everything you’ve ever wanted and more. He lifts you onto his back, not moving until your legs are secure around him.

You doze quietly on the carriage ride back, curled in James’ lap. By the time you wake, you’re in his bed.

“Oh, hi, bunny,” he murmurs, tugging you closer into his side. You grumble, clambering on top of him with as much grace as a newborn deer.

“Fell ‘sleep,” you mumble, “Are you mad?”

“Never, baby. You were tired.” He kisses your forehead. “Look, Siri’s already asleep, too. You just had so much fun it tired you out!

“Mmm,” you giggle, glancing at Remus and Sirius, both asleep wrapped in each other’s arms. James pulls the duvet further over the pair of you, pecking your lips and letting you settle comfortably on his chest.

“Ni ni, daddy,” you murmur, kissing his bare shoulder, “Love, love, love you.”

“Love, love, love you more, bunny.”

“Nuh uh,”

You’re snoring quietly before James can answer you, fingers curled around the thick blanket and breaths soft and tickling his bare skin. One thing is for sure — you had a good day.

[antisocialxconstruct]

Like. Okay. You tell someone you're goth or punk or grunge or whatever, and even if they don't understand the intricacies of how the music, fashion, art, and political views all intertwine, they're going to get a rough, mostly consistent impression of probably how you dress, what you're into, and how you generally feel about society. You tell someone you're a hippie or a scene kid or something and they'll get a similar impression and also think you time traveled here from a previous decade. You tell someone you're steampunk or solarpunk or dieselpunk and... well let's be honest there's a high chance they're not gonna know what the fuck you're talking about, but if they do know the term they're at least going to have an idea of the fashion subculture, and anyone who knows someone like that personally knows they probably also have an incredibly niche interest in a specific historical period or type of technology, or they're the most powerful cosplay fabricator you know.

You tell someone you're cyberpunk...? At best you sound like kind of a dweeb. At worst you sound like a crypto bro who spends way too much money on high end athletic wear and thinks we're all on the cusp of a digital anarchocapitalist utopia, which definitely makes you a dweeb.

If I say I'm cyberpunk I want you to assume I have at least a passing interest in coding and digital privacy, that I'm intensely anti-capitalist and given enough time I could find you a digital copy of almost any piece of media you can name. I want you to assume I'm a transhumanist in the "radical body autonomy" way, not the "corporations should be able to beam ads into your brain through a microchip" way. I want you to assume I've probably voided the warranty on every piece of technology I own in one way or another.

Maybe I also want you to assume I listen to a lot of dark synth and industrial pop, and my wardrobe incorporates a lot of geometric shapes and LED lights... because that's also true. But also that other stuff.

idk if I can explain this coherently but it makes me so sad that "cyberpunk" is regarded first and foremost as a media genre and not as a lifestyle/subculture like other -punks or music-centered countercultures