The fusion of Rust and Chrysocolla! This crusty old curmudgeon would be a threat if they actually gave a damn about anything. Fortunately, they don’t. They’re a hermit that prefers loafing in abandoned farm houses to any kind of gem or human contact. The only reason they’d seek out someone is for personal gain. They’re always open to trade their knowledge for artifacts, secrets, or other rare forms of payment. The trade is almost never worth it
Change will come to those who have no fear.
But I’m not her you never were the kind who kept a rulebook near.
We were we like a pair of thieves, tumbled locks and broken codes, you canot take that from me my small reprieves your heart of gold.
We were like a battlefield locked inside a holy war, your love is my due diligence, the only thing worth fighting for.
So my gemsona “RUST” is not actually a Gem?? Back on Gem Homeworld, a corrosive substance was found developing on aging Gems. This substance was experimented on and was found to have sentience (having come from a sentient being)– and this asshole was created… and quickly kicked off the planet. Rusty is an incomplete “Gem”– they have no stone or powers. They, themselves, could be considered a weapon since they eventually rust any Gem the fuse with– something they are determined to do at all costs, since they’re corroding themselves and fusing with a Gem will lengthen their lifespan.
One of the best feelings of having a well seasoned wardrobe, comes from the fact that every occasional addition will eventual blend, in a most seamless fashion, with pre-existent garments. Apart from a small percentage of strict, careful buyers, who plan their purchases in advance and actually put some thought into their closet handicaps, most men end up buying whatever catches their eye in the heat of the moment. I must confess that while browsing an array of fabric samples for this vest and blazer combination, over at Gentleman Tailors, my decision was almost entirely based on the sheer beauty of the fabric. In fact, the look depicted here is a perfect example of how several individual favourites can complement each other brilliantly, once you review your options and throw a healthy dose of creativity in the mix.
The main element that binds everything together is undoubtedly fabric: besides the complementing shades of the blazer and pants, both pieces feature an impressive speckled tweed that results in a coherent visual and textural effect. This is yet another supporting evidence that textured fabrics portray a unique feel, lost entirely if plain options were used. Another important aspect to bear in mind is the fact that made-to-measure garments are often a great alternative to consider: chances are you don’t actually need to go bespoke on every single piece, be it because fully handcrafted construction isn’t a requirement or you simply can’t afford it. A quality semi-industrial jacket or suit can serve you perfectly, while allowing enough creative freedom to make your items stand out through individual details and of course, fit. The remaining elements on the look bring the whole ensemble together, through complementing shades and outstanding quality, such as the deep brown studded derbies, green knit tie picking up the shade on the pants, superb artwork print pocket square and the rabbit fur fedora.
Details: made-to-measure speckled tweed vest and jackets by Gentleman Tailors, oxford button-down by Our Legacy, speckled tween pants (part of a suit) by CAMO, studded leather derbies by Carlos Santos, rabbit fur fedora by A Fábrica dos Chapéus, vintage knit tie and Cabaret Montmarte pocket square by Monsieur Fox.
The abandoned (maybe) submarine. In early 2006, I made a visit to Witte’s Marine Salvage, popularly known as the “Staten Island boat graveyard”. On this particular visit, the tide was low, and by building a network of planks in between the various ships, boats, ferries, life rafts, and so on, I was able to make it out farther than ever before - to the “New York Central System” ferry (top photograph on left, center photograph beyond the metal vessel). The ferry contained a prisoner transport brig (a cell of iron bars, visible in the distance in the top photograph), and just beyond the ferry, this vessel. My friends thought it looked like a half-disassembled submarine, but to this day I’m not sure - the hatches (bottom photograph) didn’t have heavy valves on them, and a lot of controls appeared to be above board. Of course, this could be because the thing was half-torn-asunder by salvage, but I doubt I’ll ever know - by 2008, the vessel was half underwater; no doubt by now it is either submerged or dismantled. And sadly, I was never able to make it down any of the hatches - about 5-6 feet down each one, the ship was completely flooded.