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I've seen these sorts of mesh robes being sold with the Zhiju Warring States robes and always wondered if they were historically accurate. Granted the material most shops use isn't real silk gauze so they feel (and look) 'modern'. I'm too poor for real silk, and too lazy for silk upkeep xD
I laughed really hard when I read our silkworms today (and their threads) are chonkier than 2000 years ago, lollllllll. Definitely not a problem I ever considered, I guess everything changes with time.
#hanfu#汉服#china#中国#chinese hanfu#culture#history#fashion#clothing#historical clothing#素纱#直裾#曲裾#战国袍#马王堆#warring states robes#quju#silk gauze#ma wang dui
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I love working on silk gauze despite the challenge because honestly it always feels like such a flex. How small can I stitch this? How small do you want?
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Beige Gauze Evening Gown, ca. 1850, American.
Augusta Auctions.
#womenswear#extant garments#dress#silk#gauze#19th century#1850#1850s#1850s dress#1850s usa#1850s evening#evening#evening dress#american#usa#beige#augusta auctions#1850s extant garment
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Mini Dress
Yves Saint Laurent
1966
Fashion Museum Bath via Twitter
#mini dress#fashion history#vintage fashion#1960s#yves saint laurent#ysl#dress#20th century#off white#silver#silk#gauze#france#1966#fashion museum bath
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Empire style organza gowns
Circa 1810s
#organza#overlay#empire#empire style#19th century#early 19th century#first french empire#french empire#napoleonic era#napoleonic#gauze#silk#dress#dresses#gown#gowns#fabric#textiles#textile#pretty#fashion#fashion history#black dress#cotton#style#history of fashion#empire fashion#1800s fashion#black#embroidery
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maybe it's just because I need to get stupidly expensive and specific materials but I DONT get that Fast Fashion Has Come For Craft post. You can find nice wool fabric and yarn in a variety of weights and weaves without too much digging, I have like four silk suppliers I swear by, etc. Obviously you can't find very good things beyond basic haberdashery at spotlight (joanns for any American readers) but you shouldn't be looking there in the first place. You'll probably end up shopping overseas a fair bit, but honestly that adds to the fun. I love receiving packages with stamps and invoices from Hungary and Poland and China, and working with craftspeople in places that don't typically feature much in my daily life to get things woven up or felted or cast to order. Anyway I think the sentiment I started this off by being annoyed by is very uninterested and lazy and parochial.
#i would list stores but i make medieval stuff primarily and i dont think any of you are interested in doing the same. but i will say this#dont be afraid of buying chinese products.#its true theres a lot of rubbish on aliexpress but ive seen really beautiful figured silk gauzes and damasks sold by chinese manufacturers#which should hardly be surprising when they invented silk production in the first place
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#organic fabrics#khadi fabric#khadi fabrics#kala cotton fabric#banana fabrics#muga silk#fabrics organic#khadi silk#winter fabrics#bamboo cotton#cotton twill fabric#terry cotton#khadi handloom#gauze cotton#cotton fabric#printed fabrics#ahimsa silk#satin fabric#pashmina fabric#khadi cotton fabric#cottony fabric#cotton knit#bamboo fabrics#recycled cotton#satin silk#bamboo cotton fabric#wool fabrics#sustainable clothing brand#recycled fabric
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Will anyone else be in costume tonight when I go out? Probably not, but I don't have any other excuse to dress up this week.
The vest, skirt, and shirt are all the same ones from this post. For the shirt decor, I bought a cheap steampunk choker and dismantled it for parts (one piece was already falling off from where it had been hot glued to the lace) and sewed snaps to one side of each little metal piece. Then, I sewed the other sides to my shirt, and attached the other side of the snaps. This way, I can still button and unbutton my shirt, and if I want to just have a black shirt again/get a better steampunk shirt (i did also buy a brown sheet i'll eventually turn into a shirt, but there wasn't time for that this year) I'll be able to pick out the stitching with relatively little damage to the shirt.
#my projects#craftblr#finished project#sewblr#steampunk#i also picked the choker itself apart into constuent parts#and its construction was BAFFLING#when sewn together it looks like a piece of velvet ribbon layered with lace and gauze#but when you take it apart there's narrower silk ribbon and another piece of lace INSIDE the velvet ribbok#completely invisible but basted to the visible lace and gauze separately from the velvet ribbon#i assume there was a mixup at the factory or smth#but it was sure a surprise to find secret extra lace when i was taking it apart
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Sylus waking up with you in his arms and greedily curling even further around you, holding you as close to him as possible, when his hand touches something wet and warm. It's by your legs, on the covers, so his first thought is that you're on your period. But... wait, didn't you have it a couple weeks ago???
You're woken up by him roughly pulling himself away and throwing the covers off of you, turning you onto your back so he can find the source. It's hard to miss the big spot of red soaking through your shirt.
He hadn't thought to check you over, honestly. Yes, you got back from a mission and practically passed out the second you laid down, but he didn't think you got hit at all. Pissed because you didn't say anything. Pissed because you wrote off your heal so easily. Pissed because he didn't notice.
And you're left watching through a daze as he treats you. His brow is furrowed. His movements are rougher than usual, but he eases up when you wince. He staunchly refuses to meet your eyes.
But the worst part is the silence. He doesn't say anything. His teeth are clenched, jaw twitching with every stitch and bloody gauze. You try to get him to speak, but he bites his tongue. Nothing he says right now will help; it would only do more damage. So he stays silent.
Once the bandage is secure around you, he lifts you up and sets you back down on the couch to deal with the bloody sheets, but not without tossing a fresh shirt onto the arm of the couch.
You're in near tears. The guilt and ache in your heart extends to every cell in your body, all-consuming and painful. He's midway through pulling off the extensive silk sheets when you wrap your arms around him from behind, hugging him tightly, face pressed into his back, begging him to please just say anything.
The room is still. His heartbeat is erratic as ever, but it seems to stutter and jostle more right now. His breaths are deep and heavy.
He woke up, holding his love, with your blood staining his hand. It scared him to his core. Instilled so much fear into his system, he doesn't know how to cope. He can't get the words out right now, not in the calm way he needs to, but he doesn't shove you away. He relishes the contact, truly. The feeling of your breath heating up his shirt as you cling to him. The way your hands clutch at the fabric over his abs. The squeeze of your arms around his sides.
He's still so pissed. He can't- he doesn't want to hurt you, even if he was a bit harsher than strictly necessary when tending your injury.
So he places his hand over yours. You slip one out to rest over his, holding onto it like a lifeline. And he stays there.
The blood is starting to soak into the mattress. The silk is all but completely ruined. Your shirt is still stained, transferring to his own clothes in the hug.
But you're alive.
You're alive.
#drabble while I pass tf out#this was supposed to be really quick and whatever but it got away from me oops#sylus#love and deepspace
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Folding fan of silk embroidered pink gauze leaf with painted birds
c. 1888
MCNY
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Wound Care For Adults
So the wife was on backpacking reddit and found that a lot of people can't tell the difference between wounds you need some vaseline and a bandaid for, wounds that need a little home TLC, wounds you need to go to an urgent care for, and wounds you actually need to go to the emergency department for, so we're gonna talk about that here.
Wounds that need some vaseline and a bandaid:
A blister that popped
A non-gaping cut
A skinned knee (small amount of fresh, shallow road rash with nothing embedded)
Keep in mind that you should NOT use rubbing alcohol, iodine, mercurochrome, or hydrogen peroxide on any of these. It will just hurt and potentially kill healthy cells in the wound. Neosporin or other antibiotic ointment is okay if you happen to have it, but the antibiotics themselves don't last long and are generally not worth the extra money.
Wash the wound with plain tap water, pat it dry with a clean cloth or piece of gauze, dab on a little petroleum jelly (Vaseline) and slap a bandage on that beby.
Wounds that need some TLC at home:
A small, shallow burn with nothing stuck to it
A slightly infected open blister or non-gaping cut
Slightly infected road rash or shallow road rash with something embedded in it
Cut gaping less than 1/4 inch (1/2 cm)
Small, shallow burn: Right after you get the burn, run it under cool tap water for 5-10 minutes, even if you think it's already cool. This will help clean the wound and stop the burn from getting any deeper. Do not ice. Do not put oil or butter or vaseline on the wound. Use an over the counter burn gel and a bandaid to hold it in place.
Slightly infected small wound/road rash: You'll know it's slightly infected if there's redness and swelling around the edges (up to 2cm), if there is drainage, and if it smells bad. It will also probably hurt more than you think it should. For this you'll want to do hot compresses about 4 times a day for 20 minutes per time until the infection goes away. To do this, get a pot and get water hot enough that it is uncomfortable to touch. Then put a wash cloth in that water, pull it out, wring it out, and hold it against the wound. It should be uncomfortably hot and just a little painful. When it cools down, dip it back in the pot, wring it out, and do it again. At the end of 20 minutes the whole area around the wound should be pink.
Road rash with something embedded: If there's a tiny stone or pieces of visible dirt on this section of road rash, you'll need to clean it with a moderately forceful stream of water. You can do this with an irrigation syringe you can get from the pharmacy, or you can make your own using a plastic zipper bag. Fill a bag with water, then cut a teeny tiny hole in one of the corners. Squeeze the bag to make a stream of water, then direct that stream at the wound. This will take potentially a lot of water. Keep at it until there is nothing visible in the wound, then treat with vaseline and a bandaid.
A cut gaping less than 1/4 inch: If this is on your face, genitals, or hands and you care about scarring, go to an emergency department. If this is on another part of your body and you're okay with a scar, keep reading. Stop bleeding with pressure. Clean the wound by running clean tap water through it and pat the edges dry. Make some butterfly bandages out of strong tape- I recommend silk medical tape, but in a pinch you could use duct tape or similar.
Starting on one end, tape down one side of a butterfly bandage, pull it across the cut, and tape it to the other side. Move a 1/4 inch down the cut, and tape another one down, then another, until you have taped the length of the cut. Put some kind of breathable bandage on top of this.
Wounds that need to go to an urgent care:
Cut gaping more than 1/4 inch but that you can still stop bleeding with pressure.
Open blister, cut, burn, or road rash that is draining thick, yellow-or-white drainage and is not getting better with hot compresses, but you don't have a fever
Stop any bleeding, clean by running water over the injury, and go to an urgent care or your family doctor if you happen to be able to get in for a same-day appointment.
Wounds that need to go to an emergency department:
Any cut that gapes on the face, palm of the hand, or genitals
Infection with streaks or with which you have a fever/chills, or for which the red area grows by more than a cm in an hour
Burn larger than the palm of your hand or that is more than skin deep
Any wound that was spurting blood or that needed a tourniquet to stop bleeding
Go to the emergency department as soon as possible, they'll take care of it.
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Cream silk gauze wedding dress from 1822
"The bride was Lady Jane Lennox and the dress was worn at her wedding to Laurence Peel on 20 July 1822. Jane was the daughter of the 4th Duke of Richmond, and Charlotte, Duchess of Richmond who hosted the famous Waterloo Ball in 1815. Laurence Peel was the younger brother of the Prime Minister, Sir Robert Peel."
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#georgian era#georgian fashion#georgian#regency era#regency fashion#regency#fashion history#historical fashion#19th century
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• Formal summer kimono for a woman with fuyō and nadeshiko.
Period: Shōwa period
Place of origin: Japan
Medium: Gauze weave; stencil-printed on the fabric surface, silk.
#fashion history#history of fashion#fashion#vintage clothing#vintage fashion#vintage#kimono#japanese#japan#summer#Shōwa#green
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Blue Gauze Fancy Dress Costume, 1890s.
Augusta Auctions.
#womenswear#blue#gauze#extant garments#silk#dress#costume#fancy dress#19th century#1890s#1890s costume#augusta auctions#1890s extant garment
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ab. 1882 Home dress with "Cul de Paris" bustle by Charles Frederick Worth
silk, warp velvet with bouclé velvet in a floral pattern, honey-colored silk satin; feed; Silk in damask technique, cotton gauze; Finishing: silk satin ribbons, cotton machine lace
(Kunstgewerbemuseum Berlin)
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Bed Peace
Debrief: Touch deprived and exhausted Terry always finds solace in your bed. Fluff
‘Curled up with my head on your chest is the best remedy for the pain and the stress’
The first thing you notice when your eyes open is that you aren't home alone. You don't move though, instead just listening to the sounds fluttering through your apartment before noticing it's the early hours of the morning right before the sun rises and the sky is that wicked purple color.
The morning breeze flutters through the room making the curtains rustle, goosebumps raise slightly on your skin, the brown silk sheets not helping to keep you warm. You settle for closing your eyes letting your head sink further into the plush pillows, scarf somewhere on the floor.
It's when the bed dips slightly and you feel a pressure on your lower abdomen that you finally relax. Being on edge for weeks not knowing if he was okay or where he even was. It's when your hands come down to the nape of his neck playing with the hair there that he sighs heavily, finally wrapping his arms around your waist, fingers curling into you as if you're going to float away if he doesn't.
As if this is just a dream that he's going to wake up from and be back in training.
As if this a dream and he’ll go back to the nightmare his reality turned into.
“I'm here” you promised, squeezing his arm watching the large man visibly sigh, one arm falling to hang off the bed as he begins to doze off the fatigue of the past few days finally catching up to him. Fatigue from constantly running, moving, planning, executing… PACING.
Running your fingers down his spine, the nape of his neck, ears, sideburns and even his hair for what feels like minutes but is actually hours and in your own way this was your version of how he curled his fingers around you to really make sure he's there. Not that he minds between falling asleep and basking in your soft touch does he notice how touch starved he actually is.
The next time he wakes up is only 2 hours later the sunlight dancing through the spaces in your blackout curtains flashing through his eyelids. The heat of the morning sun warming up the parts of his skin you weren't still rubbing, caressing and it eases him again though he hates he can't stay asleep past the sunrise.
“Sorry i forgot to close the curtains” you whisper, reaching for it not expecting his hand to grab yours placing it back on his neck his own way of saying he didn't mind… as long as you kept touching him.
And when he doesnt feel your hands moving on him he lifts his head green eyes looking unreal in the morning sun, fucking perfect. Flawless skin, pretty and thick lips… who was talking about who?
“Just say you wanted to see my eyes in the sun” he teases watching as you smile a small giggle erupting past your lips before he pulls the curtain closed this time laying on your chest. He's quick, wrapping and arm around you, his hand sliding up your shirt fully locking you in place and you aren't even sure who's holding who any more as you tangle your legs in his and that's when he really sighs.
It's like you were holding him down, keeping him grounded.
“Missed you” he murmurs into your neck inhaling your scent of strawberry vanilla unfamiliar since he was so used to your coconut scent. He keeps inhaling, holding you tight each time he does.
“Stop it” you giggle pushing him not that it does anything from how tight he's wrapped himself around you.
“You smell good” his morning voice rasp and it takes everything in you not to shudder. It's probably for the better if you couldn't see his eyes right now. And it's silent for a while. you almost think he dozed back off until—
“Really missed you”
“You're safe with me, it's just us. You and me” you promise and it's your turn to squeeze him tight.
“You can stay right here. Just lay right here. Everything is okay right here” you soothe running your hands down his cheeks over his broad shoulder feeling the gauze pad and then his spine— another gauze pad.
The sadness fills your heart for him and the way that THIS is the only thing he wants. The only thing he needs.
“You can stay right here” you squeeze tighter, pulling a soft groan from him as he nuzzles further into your chest.
“Just lay right here” your hand runs over his head caressing and stroking with your thumb his eyes closing and just focusing on your words and the feeling of your body against his.
“Everything is okay right here” you promise, leaving a kiss on his forehead running your hands over his hot skin once more before the two of you slowly doze off locked in another unable to move.
#terry richmond x y/n#terry richmond#terry richmond x black reader#terry richmond x oc#terry richmond smut#terry richmond x reader#aaron pierre x black reader#aaron pierre#aaron pierre x y/n#rebel ridge#Spotify
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