I tried to order the Naked ultimate basics palette during the Urban Decay glitch & only had to pay $13. Turns out they’re not fulfilling any of the orders from last night, so they’re not charging anyone’s card & they’re sending out the Naked ultimate basics palette to everyone for free…. Which is what I tried to order in the first place lmao. Ain’t God good!!! I feel like a scammer rn


SKAM 1:03  

“Eva, you are the coolest girl I know. You’re pretty, sweet, smart, and funny. But I don’t know what the problem is. You have to find new friends! Get yourself new friends! Anyone who gets to be your friend is really lucky.”    


A woman’s polonaise of cream-coloured silk.  The polonaise is made of two shaped front and two shaped back pieces without a waistseam.   inverted pleats in the centre back seam, two seams either side of it and the two side back seams create fullness at the back.  It is open at the front, meeting at the centre front at the very top and curving away towards the back.  The bodice and elbow-length sleeves are lined with bleached linen.  The bodice lining has 3 pair of linen tape ties for fastening.  The neckline is wide and curved, with a shaped collar of lilac silk, edged with a pinked ruching of the cream silk.  A wide band of the lilac silk, pinked and gathered edges the hem and polonaise fronts.  There are two loops (one now missing) of lilac silk gimp at the waist either side of the centre back on the inside, corresponding to two silk-covered buttons on the outside, for looping up the skirts.  The three seams at the back are covered with lilac silk gimp, ending in three tassels of the gimp.

Stitch marks on the sleeves indicate that it probably had sleeve cuffs.  There would have been a ‘false front’ to cover the gap at the front, and possibly a matching petticoat.  The polonaise was altered for fancy dress in the late 19th century.  Large darts (since unpicked) were sewn in the bodice fronts and the collar at the front edges unpicked, probably to adjust for size and a Victorian corset.

Warning: this post doesn’t really have a point. If a picture of a rock doesn’t give it away, I don’t know what will.

Anyway, I came across this gem while throwing personal possessions out that I don’t need anymore, and got a good laugh out of it.

A couple weeks ago, I was trying to remember why I actually started this blog and I was drawing a blank. I didn’t really care for blogging before Tumblr, mainly because I didn’t think people actually gave a shit about what I was doing in my free time, but I came across a guy on the internet by the name of Ben Davis who inspired the shit out of me; and his journey was on Tumblr, so I figured, “hey, why not?”. So that’s that, but the rock.

The fucking rock.

He had a weight loss competition, when he was somewhat relevant on Tumblr, and I decided to give it a shot. Anyone who’s ever competed against me knows that I take competition serious. Maybe a little too serious. Whatever, that’s just me. But my girlfriend at the time joined me in this challenge and the challenge got pretty serious. Long story short, I won the whole competition, see THIS post, and I was told I’d get a prize for winning. Well, a long fucking time went by after the competition ended, maybe a month or two, before I actually heard from Ben about the prize I’d get. He said I should expect it shortly after we got into contact with each other, and eventually I had this heavy ass box show up at my door. I can remember opening the box, expecting some sort of trophy or something of the like, but what I found was something I did NOT expect. I’m pretty sure my gf and I said it at the same time…

Is that a fucking rock?

Yup, a fucking rock. And I say it to myself whenever I see it, because it was THAT kind of moment, haha.

Told you, pointless post.

On the running front, I ran 13.1 miles on Sunday, because two of my best friends were running a half-marathon and I figured, “fuck it, I’m gonna run one, too,” and pretty much drove my immune system right into the fucking ground for a few days. Pretty awesome, I know. Or dumb, depending on how you look at it. Mainly dumb.

I’ve been nursing that for a few days, but finally felt up to run today and actually had a pretty solid 4ish mile run (I couldn’t stop in the middle of Fall Out Boy’s “Phoenix”). At one point, towards the end, my pace was in the 7:30s and It felt pretty damn good. I’ll take it.

End pointless post.