anonymous asked:

Can i ask what the thing with Nightingales shoes in the comic (?) is about?

It wasn’t Nightingale’s shoes at all!

Back before Body Work had come out, the first page or so was released without dialogue, and it showed Guleed and Stephanopoulos standing on the bank of the Thames watching a car getting lifted out of the water…wearing open-topped kitten heels. The tiny fandom TOOK UMBRAGE at this, because while Guleed very well might wear that style of shoe she wouldn’t to a crime scene, and Stephanopoulos wouldn’t, period. It was pretty clearly a guy going “and now I will draw these female characters in Girl Shoes”. By the time the comic actually came out it had been changed. Sensible footwear for the win.

We don’t know for a fact it was because we were bitching about it on Tumblr, but Lee Sullivan (I think it was?) definitely said something in an interview about complaints on the Internet, so we’ll take the credit. *g* (I can’t do links to the original discussions/caps right now because I’m on mobile, but I’ll add them later.)

ETA: The original bitching on our part and after it had been fixed

Right now the rain is pouring down outside, and in my heart.
It’s been a rough week. 

It’s enough to make you want to pack up your troubles in your old satin handbag, bundle yourself in a big, cozy, deep eggplant velvet bathrobe and go to an awards show.


Of course it’s illogical for [Claire] to be in heels in the jungle. She never intended to go in the jungle. And if she was in flats, that would…that would be a cheat, you know, that would be something where it’s like, ‘She managed to get her hands on some flats.’ No, no, no, Claire never thought she was going to end up traipsing through the jungle, let alone outrunning a T. rex…Of course, she wouldn’t have sensible footwear on. She worked in an office and that’s how she dressed.

Are you having a bad day?

Well, just take a gander at this look.
Take your time.

Rest your gaze upon this playful, yet determined half-updo. Contemplate the nonchalance of a partially buttoned flannel shirt dress worn under a cropped leather biker jacket. Please observe the raw jauntiness exhibited by these broken-in Victorian-esque combat boots, providing both sass and ease of mind. Finally, just allow yourself a moment to bask in the all-encompassing optimism of this totally bitchin’ stance.

So, are you SURE you’re having a bad day?

No, you’re not, and you have this look to thank for it.

Hey guys! 1996 here. I don’t know what you were doing at the exact moment this picture was being taken, but I know I was probably skipping out of Calculus, on my way to 7-11, listening to Weezer in my friend’s older brother’s Volvo. 

What I was not doing was chilling in a grey velour-upholstered limousine in a flirty plaid casual blazer and sensible business pumps looking like a cheerful, redheaded, oval-glasses-wearing BOSS.

The irony is that this looks suspiciously like Vancouver out the window there so who knows, maybe that’s us in the car.

The French caption reads, “The road to the future seems to be paved with gold for the heroine of the cult series Aux frontières du réel (The X-Files, to us),” but we all know that it is actually paved with SENSIBLE HEELS, MESH SWEATERS, LACE, and SHEER BUTTON-UP TOPS.

And, apparently, trench coats stolen from the costume department of The Nanny.


I have these filed under “Gillian experiments with the wardrobe from In Living Color,” although a friend suggested the equally appropriate “Blossom on steroids”.

Also, I like to think that this song is playing in the background at both of these shoots. 

When most people enjoy sports, or hang around on astroturf-covered park spaces for the benefit of an undisclosed charity, they wear some sort of ill-fitting “athletic” apparel, along with sensible footwear that encourages agility, or at the very least, an approximation of stability. 

Not Gillian Anderson.

White platform mules, a mesh (?) sleeveless dress, white ball cap and, naturally, oval rose-tinted sunglasses are a killer choice for signing autographs and drinking frappucinos on a pleasant midsummer afternoon.

I must say I really appreciate when a person stays true to form in terms of their sartorial commitments. Really demonstrates something about their character.