You don’t need fashion designers when you are young. Have faith in your own bad taste. Buy the cheapest thing in your local thrift shop - the clothes that are freshly out of style with even the hippest people a few years older than you. Get on the fashion nerves of your peers, not your parents - that is the key to fashion leadership. Ill-fitting is always stylish. But be more creative - wear your clothes inside out, backward, upside down. Throw bleach in a load of colored laundry. Follow the exact opposite of the dry cleaning instructions inside the clothes that cost the most in your thrift shop. Don’t wear jewelry - stick Band-Aids on your wrists or make a necklace out of them. Wear Scotch tape on the side of your face like a bad face-lift attempt. Mismatch your shoes. Best yet, do as Mink Stole used to do: go to the thrift store the day after Halloween, when the children’s trick-or-treat costumes are on sale, buy one, and wear it as your uniform of defiance.
-It’s not a race. I was always so bummed about the number of countries I’ve been to compared to other people my age until I understood that the number of places visited is not what traveling is about at all. It’s not important about how many places you’ve been but the depth you’ve explored them. I have been to some beautiful places all around the world that I am insanely grateful for. We can not compare our journeys to others.
-Read books you normally wouldn’t read. Question each line. Watch movies you normally wouldn’t go see. Study the cinematography. Order the meal on the menu you can’t pronounce. This is how you discover new parts of yourself.
-Take care of our earth. We are destroying it faster than we even know. Humans need places that have not been altered or rearranged by man.
-Simplify. Clean. Get rid of shit. We don’t need a lot to live. Oh, and, pack light.
-Walk barefoot. Harden the bottom of your feet. Wear less makeup and dress the way you want. Be comfortable with your natural body. Drink more water. Take care of yourself.
-You have the power to choose love. Love the sky, the stars, the animals, the people, the trees, the street corners. Always choose to love.
-Going alone is okay. If we all waited for someone to travel with us, we’d be waiting for a very, very long time. So, please go even if you have no one to go with. There are millions of people all over the world that are just waiting to meet you. Some of them you’ll meet in a hostel room and you’ll end up spending the night walking through the street markets, some of them you’ll meet at a bar and discover new corners of a city you didn’t know existed, some of them you’ll meet sitting on a bench at a bus stop and you’ll end up sharing the best coffee you’ve probably ever had, some of them you’ll meet watching the sunset on the beach and you’ll end up sharing stories and laughing with them until the morning and some of them will end up being your best friends. And sometimes you’re going to be alone and going on tours, to the movies, or to restaurants sounds scary to do by yourself at first but soon enough you’ll learn that it is completely okay to be alone. Solo does not mean lonely.
-Don’t say you don’t like anything until you try it at least three times.
-Save your change.
-Spend less time on social media. It’s no secret that social media is addictive and it’s really good at taking away precious moments. It’s important to not be glued to your phone or laptop while abroad. Social media will always be there for you when you get home.
-Traveling is overly romanticized. It is very hard work. It does not solve all your problems that you have at home. And traveling is not what it looks like on Instagram.
-When you’re eating, really taste your food. Talk to the locals. Immerse yourself fully into this new culture. When you’re out hiking, let go of your phone. This is how you’re going to get the best experience possible. Live in the moment.
-Take photos. It is physically impossible to remember all these moments in your life. Someday down the road, maybe when you’re feeling a little depressed or bored, you can grab your camera and scroll through these photos that’ll remind you of some of the best times of your life.
-It’s okay to look like a tourist. It’s cool to make mistakes. Don’t be afraid to ask a questions. If you make a mistake, do or say something offensive then and apologize and move on. Your life won’t be over.
-Cheesy souvenirs are never worth it. Collect sea glass, your train tickets, plane tickets, maps, stickers and coins. Chances are those colosseum magnets you bought in rome were really made in china. Support the locals if you’re going to buy souvenirs.
-People are good. I’m sure you’ve heard or experienced this before but the people with nearly nothing are the most giving. We can all learn something from them.
-The world is not as bad and scary as the news makes it out to be.
-Nothing will ever go as you expect it to. Plans go out the door. I learned this the hard way. In fact, I am sure every traveler has learned this the hard way. You’ll miss flights, you’ll get flat tires on road trips, you’ll end up spending a lot more money than you expected, you’ll miss buses, you’ll have to run to trains to get to them on time, I promise you’ll have a dead battery when all you want to do is call mom to make you feel better, the hostel you wanted will be full, your dumb airline will lose all your luggage, things will get canceled and you’ll spend many unexpected nights crying but despite all the struggles that traveling brings upon us, it is always worth it. The tears, sore shoulders and blistered feet are always worth it. There’s no point in getting mad that your plan fell through.
-Everything happens for a reason. If you get an opportunity, take it and if something comes along in your life to change it, let it.
I just got off the phone with my mother, so get ready for another installment of Weird Tales From Rural Massachusetts:
So the neighbors with a pig farm have apparently had a LARGE SCALE escape, because there is “a big herd” of pigs roaming loose in the back woods. My mother discovered this while walking her dog, who promptly stampeded the entire herd into the local brewery tasting room’s parking lot (presumably to the dismay of their customers and staff).
The unsupervised pigs are a problem because A) pigs are BIG, can be aggressive, and do massive ecological damage, and B) my parents’ property is going to be part of a local charity hike next week, which means 30-50 unsuspecting hikers will be walking through what is now Sovereign Pig Territory. Also, one pig died, so there’s a Carcass Problem (that the local coyotes are not taking care of quickly enough) as well as the hazards posed by its living relatives.
my mother has called the farm, which has had no result (aside from a different neighbor showing up to butcher some sides of bacon off the Problematic Carcass), and has therefore had to contact the hike organizers and be like “so we have a problem you should maybe warn people about……”
Ive been thinking about creating a Dragon Age themed blog based around recipes, as if the author is travelling around Thedas like Brother Genetvi and writing a cook book based on his local discoveries. A Taste of Thedas, im thinking of calling it. The only problem is that I work nights, am often very tired, and so would not be able to keep up a regular schedule for posts. Do you think I should go for it anyway?
Here is an example of what I have in mind -
A Taste of Thedas: Cullen Skink.
Despite sounding like a character from the esteemed author Varric Tethras's Hard in Hightown, Cullen Skink is a smoked haddock soup from the town of Honnleath, in South-West Ferelden. Somewhere between a fish soup and a stew, it is hearty, creamy, and wholesome, much like the Commander of the Inquisition it is named after. Locals consider it to be one of Ferelden’s national treasures, and, after sampling it, it is difficult to argue.
Originally simply known as, ‘Skink’, it was renamed, ‘Cullen Skink’ in honour of the Commander of the Inquisition, whose hometown this dish hails from.
Cullen Skink, as it were, is a meal in a bowl and a very good one, too. I could push the boat out and tell you that you need Kinloch Haddock to really do it justice, but I wouldnt be so cruel. Any smoked white fish will do in a pinch. You could even use a mix of white and smoked cod. You do, however, need the smoked fish to give it it’s distinctive special flavour. It is a perfect winter warmer, or a good dish on a wet summers day.
Keep left over mashed potato to make this. It’s a good use up.
Ingredients 750 mls / 1.6 pints full fat milk or a mix of milk and cream if you are feeling decadent.
A small handful of chopped parsley (reserving the stalks).
1 bay leaf.
12 black peppercorns.
450 gms /1lb Smoked haddock fillets or any firm white smoked fish or a mix of smoked and plain fish. Whatever you have or whatever you fancy.
5ogms/ 2oz butter.
1 medium onion chopped.
2 scallions finely chopped.
200gms/8 oz buttered mashed potato.
Salt and Pepper.
Chopped parsley and four poached eggs.
Method Pour the milk into a saucepan large enough to accommodate the fish. Add in the bay leaf, peppercorns, parsley stalks and fish. Bring to the boil and simmer for five minutes. Remove from the heat and allow to infuse for five minutes or more.
Remove the fish, strain the poaching liquid and reserve. Flake the poached fish removing any skin and bones.
While the fish is poaching heat the butter in another saucepan and fry the onion until soft but not brown.
Then stir in the strained poaching liquid, then the mashed potatoes until you have a thick creamy consistency.
Add the chopped parsley leaves, chopped scallions and the flaked fish and simmer for another 4-5 minutes. Season well with black pepper and salt if needed. Pour into serving bowls and garnish with chopped parsley and a poached egg.
Poached Eggs You can of course poach the eggs in a saucepan of boiling water. A short cut is to put boiling water and a little vinegar into a microwavable dish. Make sure the water is enough to cover the eggs well. Put on a high heat in a closed pan for a minute to make sure the water is good and hot. Swirl the water and drop in the egg and cook for five minutes per egg. They will not cook a great deal after removal but will keep hot.
During a stopover in Skyhold I asked the Commander to add a few comments for the book, unfortunately the good Commander merely grunted, “I dont like haddock”, in a rather brisk tone.
Ah well, c'est la vie, as they say in Orlais.
Admittedly im not a natural writer, and I have no artistic skills to speak of, so im a little unsure of proceeding with this. What do you think?
Hey, we think this looks amazing and should go for it! Please either give suggestions in the comments or message them directly!
The Cockerell’s dorid (Limacia cockerelli) wears the cloak of its innumerable victims—orange carpets of minuscule bryozoans are rasped from their homes by a dagger tongue, and their colors adorn the slug’s rhinophores and cerata as testaments to a terrifying taste test!
Beautiful photo by local photographer Joe Platko (Instagram: @hiimjoe88)
Found making their homes along reefs and coastal areas along the equator. The most colorful of all merfolk, they have the most vibrant designs, patterns, fins, and hair. They embrace a diverse community and are known for their collective idea sharing.
They get the most eclectic range of food from all the merfolk across the seas who come to celebrate during the cooler seasons. Some even have a taste for land fruits and have incorporated these into their local dishes. They know how to party and have even been known to include a few drunk tourists in the fun.
Summary: (Previously posted under @suganeedsanap) When you fell in love with Kim Taehyung, it was as sweet as cake and bitter as beer. He made your heart swell, but others disapproved. Those days are over, but memories still linger. Maybe this bachelorette party will help ease your mind. Besides, You’ll be Ms. Jimin Park. But why aren’t you happy?
Warnings: Alcohol Use
Word count: 4,024
Written by: Smutty Jaefairy
A/N: This is a story I’m moving from my main blog to here. I’m having a hard time finding worth in my work so this is an exercise of me looking at my past work and appreciating my writing. I hope you guys enjoy this story. This is one of my babies.
I absolutely adore that headcanon that went around a while ago where the layout of the Fenton household is constantly shifting and changing
but what if we took it a step further
what if the WHOLE OF AMITY PARK was affected by the portal, being in such close proximity to a tear between dimensions and effectively SOAKING in all the ectoplasmic radiation it’s been pumping out over the years
so this quaint little town starts to develop a few rather odd… quirks
like the water fountain in the park turns strange colours on occasion and smells (and tastes as Tucker discovered on a dare) strongly of burnt sugar
there’s this one road on the edge of town that, though it appears to be straight, somehow loops back on itself so that you end up back where you started, but only if you’re wearing shoes, this odd detail was discovered when Paulina’s heel broke as she and Star were writing a school paper on the landmark and she had to continue barefoot
the local shopping mall has its strange traits too, the glass ceiling of the food court shows an odd stormy red sky no matter the weather outside, except for once every seventeen days when it randomly turns into an aurora borealis-esque light show for differing periods of time, Kwan has these days marked on his calendar and sometimes skips school to see it, sometimes Danny joins him
a lot of the stores reach much farther back than physics says they really should, clerks always remember to clear the back of the shops on Monday afternoons, some of the stores like to revert back to regular size on Tuesdays
the parking lot behind the bowling alley is a favourite of Ida Manson’s, she and the elderly of Amity frequent the spot on Saturday mornings as the strange gravity shifts do wonders for their aching joints, being able to dance and leap like they’re light as a feather makes them feel young again
the walk to school could take someone five minutes one day, and an hour the next, Lancer has added ‘spacial disturbances’ to his list of acceptable excuses for being late
there’s this one tree in the park that every child feels compelled to climb, because halfway up they discover that they’re suddenly climbing back towards the ground upside down, their friends have to grab hold of their arms to stop them from falling into the sky until they climb back down the tree again and gravity goes back to normal
the Mansons lobby to have the tree cut down after catching their daughter climbing it, Sam and the neighbourhood children protest by climbing the tree and hanging upwards from the lower branches like reverse bats, the parents refuse to let the tree be destroyed until their childrens’ sense of gravity is restored
nobody goes down the slide at the Nasty Burger playground any more, the last three kids to do so still haven’t stopped screaming, nobody can figure out why
a majority of the residents of Amity Park overlook most of these strange occurrences, or put police tape around the dangerous ones and ignore them, they live in a town where ghosts attack regularly, changes like these have become not only unsurprising, but expected
and then the animals start to mutate, dogs are born with unnaturally coloured fur, fish are leaping out of their tanks and floating above the water, cats slip behind one object and come out behind another across the yard, some herbivorous animals gain a craving for meat and all of the local pigeons decide that flying in a spiral shape above the public library for three hours every morning is a productive start to the day
even plants start to grow into weird shapes and sizes, fruits with strange tastes and colours become a trend at local Sunday markets, seeds grow without even being planted or watered, root vegetables are found on above-ground vines, berries start growing out of the painted wood of a backyard fence
and then the children start to change
the only trend among the human mutations that local doctors can find is that every person identified had been a child or young teenager whose body had yet to finish developing when the ghosts had first started attacking (or, more accurately, when the portal had first been opened)
mutations range from purely harmless to downright disturbing, a teenager with blue eyebrows, a child with horns growing from the back of their left hand, a little girl whose hair drips down her back as though it’s made of liquid, an older boy whose teeth all fell out and grew back seemingly normal but turned out to be diamond hard and capable of biting through solid steel
the mutations only grow as the years pass, the older children developing dangerous abilities that could rival some of the local ghosts, kids being capable of duplicating themselves, a girl spotted flying to school, someone with green skin seen at the local supermarket, it’s even said that the Fenton’s kid can knock buildings over just by screaming at them
the Guys in White stop trying to protect the town, it becomes very clear that it doesn’t need protecting, it needs CONTAINING, but they soon discover that this is a far more difficult task than first assumed
because the overpowered youth of Amity Park have grown accustomed to a new-found sense of freedom the likes they’d never experienced before
- the penthouse is always just full of random shit to eat, but they also used to keep body parts in the freezer as well (until geoff finally bought another freezer). jeremy was left traumatized once when he tried to make breakfast sausages but instead of grabbing sausages out of the freezer he grabbed actual human fingers– he was more surprised at the mix up, not at the fact that there was an actual human body part in the freezer
- jack makes sure to buy an entire array of everything– fruits, meats, seafood, veggies, the whole nine yards
- she is the only one that eats the fruits and veggies, and probably the only one that eats what normal people should. she always makes sure to get three meals a day, relatively balanced, though she is a slut for angel food cake and none of it is safe around her
- geoff is very much a Dad-esque Eater. like, he grabs a fucking giant sandwich at lunch, eats whatever is made for breakfast, and only eats dinner if it interests him (aka, anything made by jack or himself)
- michael is pure junk food and soda. his blood is pretty much mountain dew at this point. jack tries to make him eat healthy but all the items he’ll ever eat can all be found in a convenience store. he can make basic stuff (pancakes and whatnot) but just chooses not to. jack’s just thankful he at least has a schedule
- gavin doesn’t eat a whole lot and not particularly because he chooses so, but because he is the pickiest eater in the entire fucking world. he eats only the fanciest cuisine simply because “That’s just my taste!”. his tea MUST be imported from that small local tea store in his home town and his chocolate MUST be imported directly from that one store he went to one time in switzerland that also serves the french minister and it MUST
- ryan claims he eats enough and eats well, but unless he’s got a mini fridge in his room (how would he have room between all the weapons and plants?) or goes out to eat ever day (at this point? it’s a possibility) there is no fucking way, says jack. a month went by where the only thing she had seen him eat was an entire bag of doritos, once, at three a.m., and seven cans of diet coke in one day. she has no idea how he functions at any point in time.
- jeremy ranges from “listen guys i’m trying to diet and eat well okay i’m just gonna have a sandwich instead of this pizza okay” to “how many cans of pringles do i need to eat in order to build a fort in the living room? 50? well, start crackin them open i suppose”
- trevor tries. he tries so hard whenever he goes to the penthouse– should we do a dinner?? let’s go out to eat!! pleaes i’m begging you there’s lettuce here, it’s going to go stale– but at this point the mold is set and everyone except jack and geoff are fucked
Ingredients: -2 lbs fresh strawberries, washed and hulled -4 cups sugar -¼ cup lemon juice
1. In a large bowl, mash your strawberries until you get a chunky, fruity bowl of crushed strawberries. You can choose to blend them down for a smoother jam if you wish, or you can do as I did and leave nice big chunks and pieces of strawberry in to add a bit more texture!
2. In a large, heavy bottomed pot, transfer your strawberries and lemon juice. Over low heat, and constantly stirring, gradually add your sugar, dissolving it completely before you add more. Once all of the sugar has been added and dissolved, it’s time to move on to boiling the sauce. (This is the point at which the picture was taken… I apologize for a lack of finished product picture… I kept trying to remember to get pictures of the jam spread on toast, but…. it’s just so good!)
3. Bring your strawberry sauce up to a rolling boil over high heat, stirring to avoid burning. Check the temperature of the sauce with a candy thermometer periodically, and remove the sauce from the heat when it reaches 220 degrees Fahrenheit.
4. Transfer your jam into a sterilized jar. If you are experienced with canning jams and preserves, and wish to proceed to a water bath, this would be the time. Alternatively, if you’re like me and know that that jam isn’t going to last more than a week or two at the most, transfer the jam to an airtight container and refrigerate immediately.
Note: Some recipes call for a less sugar and lemon juice, while others call for more depending on how long the preserves are meant to last. This recipe can last for several weeks, and up to a year in a sterile container when not opened.
This is an exciting time of year for California’s Central Coast. In part, it’s because it’s graduation season. It’s also the start of summer, which means that our region becomes rife with summer wine tastings, concerts in local parks, massive Farmers’ Markets, and our signature tri-tip BBQ cookouts.
As much as I love all of these big events, this time of the year also tends to be a point where our local farmers get a lot of attention. Our area tends to produce a large amount of spinach, brussels sprouts, broccoli, and our coastal cities are respected for their strawberry production. So much so that one town in the area holds an annual strawberry festival at the start of every summer!
So it’s only fitting that I honor this wonderful time of the year with a bit of homemade strawberry jam, using the local strawberries!
Strawberries as we tend to know them today are fairly recent in terms of cultivation, having been bred in the 18th century in Brittany, France. However, wild varieties of strawberries were popular and frequently cultivated throughout Europe. The garden strawberry - the kind we tend to pick up at the supermarket - was the result of crossbreeding the strawberry with American strawberry species in order to produce larger fruits.
Both wild and domesticated strawberry plants are fairly prolific, capable of being planted by seed, transplanted from the wild, and cultivated from cuttings (these plants can also reproduce asexually by growing “runners” - extensions of the plant that grow outward and take root nearby, effectively creating a natural clone of the parent plant). Their sweet fruits and medicinal properties made them rather desired, and even before the garden strawberry had been bred, strawberry cultivation was in high demand.
The whole plant was used to help treat depressive illnesses - the roots and leaves were able to be made into a weak tea to help lift the spirit and reduce the effects of aging. In Rome, strawberries were served to both freshen breath and to help lift the spirits of soldiers.
Strawberries are related to roses, and certain associations between the two can frequently be seen both in witchcraft and in folklore. Namely, the link with love and lust. Like roses, the bright red coloration of strawberries associates it with love and passion, while the fragrance and flavor are sweet and are common aphrodisiacs. It was said that if one were to share the fruit with another person, it would engender love between the two.
The leaves had another use in witchcraft - that of good fortune and fertility. As I’d mentioned earlier, strawberries are very prolific plants, and this was not lost on our ancestors. As such, the leaves would often be carried by women who were trying to get pregnant or who were already pregnant and wanted to promote health during the pregnancy while also relieving some pain and protecting themselves from postpartem depression.
As strawberries were also frequently traded - both in Europe and pre-European America - they’ve also developed a link with fortune and prosperity. Therefore, the leaves can be incorporated into sachets to bring luck, health, or love into one’s life.
A simple love spell involves eating a strawberry slowly, savoring the flavor and focusing on the person you love as you do so. Kissing said lover right afterward helps promote love, passion, and fortune in a healthy relationship.
As can be imagined, strawberries are extremely versatile ingredients for the kitchen witch. The methods of preparing the fruit are nearly endless, ranging from drying, preserving as jams and jellies, creating sweet sauces, incorporating into cakes and breads, sugaring them as decorative toppings, and even serving them as is. In addition, they’re excellent accompaniments to other ingredients in sweetening, luck, love, and health spells - imagine the impact of an anniversary love spell involving strawberries, chocolate, and red wine!
So whether you’re mashing them up for strawberry jam following an exciting festival, or creating a filling for a strawberry shortcake, or even snacking on them fresh from the vine, consider the many uses and benefits of strawberries! Perhaps they have a place in your magic, too!
They weren’t even five miles out of Chaney, population zero, before Mulder pulled back off the 20 and headed left under the overpass.
Scully didn’t have to ask the question. Her eyebrow told him enough.
“Scully, our flight isn’t until tomorrow, I’m fucking starving, and that sign said hotel AND barbecue. And if I’m going to leave Texas with something positive from this hellstate, my best bet is barbecue.”
“Mulder. It’s 11 am. What are we going to do for 18 hours in the town of… Eastland? Eastland, Texas?”
“Eat barbecue and sleep? I don’t know about you but my testicles still haven’t dropped from the thought of being sued for 446 million dollars. I could use a day of doing nothing.”
This was her favorite Mulder, most of the time. He didn’t sensor himself with her. He never had. And so she rewarded him with a tired huff of a laugh and a roll of her eyes.
“I’m only moderately upset I will never make the acquaintance of Large Marge. She sounds like she might’ve been fun.”
healthy food swaps and meal ideas from me, a person that definitely isn’t a dietician
as y’all know!! or maybe you don’t. I cook all the time!!! I make my own bread! that’s not the reality for everyone’s budget or schedule so take these ideas with a grain of salt lmao but this is stuff I’ve been doing to be healthier.
rice for pasta (or quinoa if you really bout that life!!!!) because rice is gluten free, jasmine rice goes with everything, and brown rice is so much better for you than dry pasta
almond milk for cow’s milk because it usually has twice the calcium and half the calories and lactose isn’t great for you anyway
whole wheat flour for all-purpose flour makes the stuff you bake marginally healthier
tea for coffee because it tastes better and chai is great lmao. that’s it (also green tea has hella healthy antioxidants and if you need a midday pick-me-up you should go for a cup of green tea)
white meat and fish for red meat because there are hella studies about red meat being bad for you especially when it’s not grass-fed and anyway. people need more fish in their diets
honey for sugar because local honey tastes great helps the environment and isn’t bleached white okay!!!
dark chocolate for milk chocolate because less sugar and antioxidants
spinach or kale for iceberg lettuce because the darker the greens the healthier and also spinach is just bomb
popcorn is really low-calorie
frozen grapes are always my go-to
bell peppers are a true maneuver and so are snap peas and edamame
I love nuts like pecans or almonds because they’re filling and marginally healthy
pistachios cost money out the ass but I love them anyway
me, a yogurt enthusiast: skyr is bomb and greek yogurt is great too
lara bars are my LIFE BLOOD
carrots and sometimes I dip them in poppyseed dressing
literally just sweet potato fries
I add chia seeds or flax seeds to my smoothies
you can also make overnight oats and add chia seeds and it’s so filling
granola to the skyr (skrrrrt) is a game changer
I add either matcha powder or PB2 to my smoothies depending on what mood I’m in
I’d also rec freezing chai into ice cubes and making chai banana smoothies
add turmeric or sriracha to your eggs for better taste and anti-inflammatory properties
add nuts to your salad !!!!! pecans and strawberries are sensational
if you bout that life
make your own bread my dude!!! yeast, water and flour, dassit. add whatever flavorings you want
if you have a food processor make your own peanut or almond butter. just buy the nuts (already shelled) and put them in a blender with oil and you have butter
you can make apple butter in a crockpot and then blend it
put whatever spices you want on chicken breast, put it in a nonstick and cook it and you have chicken for salads and also just for eating
put chicken in a nonstick or wok with sesame oil and then add vegetables and day-old rice and you have easy ass stir fry