i would wear this every day forever


Astronomy Dress, complete!

Pattern is Butterick B6018, fabric is this outrageous cotton astronomy print, lined (and self-piped, that was an adventure) in gold satin. The pattern is one of Butterick’s vintage reprints, this time from 1952. Stylish time, 1952. Construction was easy and straightforward, even though cutting the fabric took forever. Almost every piece is wider than the fold, so I had to lay out and cut out each one individually. Probably took longer to cut than to construct, to be honest. It’s unlined, but I beefed up the hem with some horsehair braid for structure.

PROS: Looks great, fits wonderfully. I wasn’t sure if the empire waist would work, but it really does. I also really wanted to have something bright blue to wear come election day, and this more than fits the bill. The midcentury space witch aesthetic is underplayed, I think.

CONS: I hate side zippers, and, though I eventually managed to get the dress on, I’m not at all confident I can ever remove it. Also, I should have used a smaller print, since I didn’t realize the skirt had a central seam (it doesn’t show up on the technical on the back of the envelope) and pattern matching a print this big was hopeless. Alas.

The Beginning (1)

Dear Readers, its the first official day of HarleyxJoker Week.  I’ve wrote my first fanfiction on how our beloved characters, Harley and Mr J met. Mail me prompts at harleyquinnandj@gmail.com if you want your prompts to be done.

I studied every detail on the steel door that would change me forever. A guard wearing a bulletproof jacket breathed down my neck as I took a deep breath.

I like to consider myself as an exciting person. Fun. Extreme. This place was nothing fun, although extreme is not a bad word to describe it.

Arkham, Arkham Asylum.

And so I asked for the Clown himself. The Unpredictable Wild Card. The Clown Prince of Crime. The King of Gotham.

I walked in, confident, always looking forwards. But my confidence faltered as I felt his steely eyes on me. Those blue eyes that stared into your soul, showing mostly amusement, emotions unpredictable.

I sat down quickly, looked at him in the eye and regained the confidence I lost.

“Mr Joker, how…”

“No. No. No.” The Joker shook his head, displeased. “Dr. Harleen Quinzel. Do call me Mr. J.” A manic smile appeared on his face.

“How… how do you know my name?” I flinched at the way he said my name. A word spat out in disgust, or admiration? I couldn’t tell. As I said.


Silence filled the room as The Joker leaned in towards me. A grin spread across his face. His voice a deep, mocking sound. “I’ve got my connections Harleen.”

The guard behind him pointed his gun at the Joker’s head. I waved him off. He wasn’t gonna hurt me. Being named the Joker, he just wants to have fun. So I went along with his antics.

“Mr J,” I smiled my own manipulating smile, hoping I was on his line of thought. “How ‘bout you don’t call me Harleen? Since I’m calling you Mr J, give me a new name too. Just for us.”

I smiled to myself as I sat back looking at my patient, deep in thought.

Maybe I can cure him. Maybe I can rid him of those painful memories. Maybe…

Harley. Harley, Harley, Harley!” The Joker yelled out, each word louder than the other, like some eureka moment, interrupting my thoughts.

It was the first time anyone has called me that. Not even my parents did that. To my surprise, I… kinda liked it. It made me feel cared for. I smiled again, genuinely this time.

“So Harley, tell me what are you doing today, my dear?” The Joker prompted, tilting his head and grinning to rattle my confidence.

“I’m here to evaluate your psychological state of mind and assess to see if you are psychologically disturbed,” I said simply, refusing to cave into that smile of his.

The Joker narrowed his eyes at me, and cocked his head, chuckling. “Blah blah blah. Let’s get to the point. So do you, my Harley? Do you think I’m crazy?”

“I think you’re different. Unique. But that’s the thing isn’t it? People fear different, people fear things that they can’t predict. And that’s you. An unpredictable genius that rules Gotham,” I said. It surprised me. It came out naturally and was exactly what I thought of my patient. Just that I never put it in words.

His pale face shone and his eyes twinkled. The crimson lipstick on his face glared back at her as he leaned closer. “Do you fear the unpredictable, Doctor? Do you fear me, Harley?” His voice hardened, tone spiked with poison.

But I could see it in his eyes that it mattered to him. That my answer was important regardless of reason. That I meant something.

But something puzzled me, was the way he addressed me. First, Doctor then Harley. It was as if he was asking two people. But that didn’t matter. We had to get onto more important things.

“If I did Mr J, would I be here?” I answered simply. And it seemed to satisfy him. He sat there, blue eyes watching my every move. I reached for the file in front of me, to finally get on with the session.

Harley, Harley, Harley,” said the Joker, he’s voice gravelly and cunning. “ Can’t a man have fun around here? Why can’t all of you just not go on about all this chit chat? Why can’t we just have fun?”

I wavered. The session had to go on, the precious minutes I had left with him were ticking away. But something, something in me compelled me to fling the folder aside onto the floor. Its contents spilled everywhere. Formal questions weren’t important.

It was a time between me and him, our time. That was important. And I wasn’t going to ruin that with stupid questions. I leaned forwards and put my hands on the table, as close as I could get to him. Unknowingly, my mouth curved into a grin.

“Don’t we all? Don’t we all want to have fun, Mr J?”

If I could go to Narnia

- I would go to the palace first because I would want to meet Pevensie while they ruled.

- I would have Susan teach me archery. Peter teach me to sword fight. Go on a horse ride with Edmund and talk to his horse Phillip and then end the day playing chess. Lucy I would give a big old hug to.

- Their clothes. Like I would like nothing more then to wear their outfits. I am pretty sure I would stay there forever because of that.

- I would talk to everyone. I would literally ask every creature and soul about life there.

- If Aslan was around, I would sit down and talk to him all day. Ask what it was like to see Narnia change so much over time.

- I’d grab one of the ships and explore everywhere. I would literally spend so much time exploring the different lands.

- I would find the lamp and just stare at it. This lamp was the beginning of so many adventures. I’d also see if I can climb it just because.

- I am really hoping I would come during the Golden Ages. Like I would not mind fighting off trolls with Peter if I could come during that time.

What would you do if you could go to Narnia?

GMW Sentence Starters
  • “I just wanna thank you for believing in me.”
  • “You smell like pine trees.”
  • “You make me sick!”
  • ”You were in on this!”
  • “She is who your mama wishes she gave birth to!”
  • “You goin’ down, chump.”
  • “That’s one of the many arrows in my quiver.”
  • “You think it’s easy being me every day?”
  • “Don’t let anybody tell you what to wear. Don’t let anybody tell you what to be.”
  • “Would you like to see my fun face?”
  • “You wanna come to my house?”
  • “I already have a weird friend.”
  • “You’re supposed to meet somebody and fall in love and be together forever.”
  • “Which woodland creature am I in your mind?”
  • “I need you to teach me the equation for beauty.” 
  • “Shouldn’t you be out hitting a home run or something?”
  • “Why do I have to be a part of your campaign to befriend every little woodland creature?” 
  • “You’re the hottest little gopher-chipmunk in the whole forest.”
  • “Who’s the genius now?”
  • “I don’t understand what’s happening to me.”
  • “Are you sitting here because you want to be my mate?”
  • “What have you done to me?”
  • “She’s through with me.”
  • “Can’t we be friends again?”
  • “People who underestimate you are making a big mistake.”
  • “You assume by playing hard to get, I’m gonna give it to you?”
  • “Why does he prefer you?”
  • “Well, that’s a new one.”
  • “Right and wrong don’t matter.”
  • “I’m intrigued that my friends don’t realize that you are an evil genius.”
  • “I just can’t side with her this time.
  • “We can’t just go skipping over the rainbow bridge with our underwear over our head.”
  • “I’m sorry, are you explaining something to me?”
  • “A true friend always lets her friend know what she is thinking.”
  • “Are you kidding me?”
  • “I don’t think I’m gonna grow anymore.”
  • “If you like her, she must be really something.”
  • “I hope you enjoy being beautiful.”
  • “She’s the best arch-nemesis I could ever have.  
  • “Omigosh, I’m so totally unprepared and scared.”
  • “I continue to not understand anything.”

Dear Diary,

Finally the weather has started to break in my area! It’s still very gloomy some days just patiently waiting on the sun to shine permanently LOL. So with that being said yesterday I wanted to wear Black but not make it look so depressing. I wanted to wear something girly but with an edge to it. so I paired a Wine colored midi scuba skirt from Asos with a black and white polka dot basic tee that I purchased from forever 21 a while ago. To give it an edgy look I paired the skirt and shirt with a black leather bomber that I purchased from Forevr21 as well. To give it some sort of “glam” I decided to go with a gold crystal necklace and bracelet , a gold plate belt and a gold clutch. Let me tell you everything came together PERFECTLY!!! I loved it some would say it’s dark for the spring but every now and then you just have to wear something dark. Yesterday was that day for me.

As always embrace and flaunt your curves

Love a Curvy Girl

I am pretty convinced Denmark would be that type of father who fully and truthfully adores anything his kids would make him.

Scribbled drawing from when they were two? Prime spot on the wall forever.
Wooden pencil holder half-finished with paint in three different colours? Lives on his office desk for all eternity.
Bracelet in bright neon colours? You bet he’s wearing that for weeks. Official meetings or not - that thing stays on.
Surprise father day breakfast in bed with badly burned toast? Finishes every single crumb on the plate.


so there’s this ring I bought at the french market in new orleans back in 2010, and I wore it almost every day from the day I bought it (haggled down to $17 from $30) until about 6 months ago, when it mysteriously disappeared. I would always wear it on the same finger and for months I would get this phantom sensation of it being there and get hit by the fact that this irreplaceable thing was just gone forever. so anyway, last weekend I’m washing my face, pulling my face wash out of my cosmetics bag that I reach into literally twice every day, and I find the ring!!! it was in the bag for six months! I had almost forgotten about it but finding it was so powerful I fuckin love my ring I’m so happy. it was one of those rare moments where I felt like the universe may actually have been looking out for me