Speaking of freckles, I never thought I was a freckly person but I went outside for like two hours and suddenly my skin got invaded by a billion dots and it was really weird. Not like Phil who’s like ‘I’m white, I look like Voldemort *bam* I’m white but have brown spots everywhere like a leopard’. I just got little dots. Scary. But I love freckles. Freckles is one of those things where a lot of people feel insecure about them, especially when you’re younger and in school. But let me just say for the record: Freckles are beautiful. Like people with really freckly faces, you know what I’m talking about with really freckly cheeks. I know that some people see, you know, conventional, perfect, beige skin and they don’t like it but trust me, a lot of people like freckles, think they’re very beautiful and unique. If you have freckles, do not feel insecure. They’re like an upgrade. They’re like a bonus you unlock in a video game.
I wasn’t sure that I would be able to pull this off, but I saw a plushie like this while I was out shopping and I had to try to replicate it as an ACNL villager. This is my new rainbow gradient leopard Trixie and she proved quite a challenge, but I’m quite happy with the finished result. Ain’t she a beaut?
I’ve been using Poshmark to buy pieces for some of my cosplays for a while , and since it’s really come through for me, I thought I’d put it on your guys’ radar.
The basics: Poshmark.com is one of the many online secondhand clothing sites out there, but they’ve been around for ages. People use it to clean our their closets, find out-of-stock pieces, and make swaps. It’s like eBay, but just for clothes and shoes, with simpler search perimeters that you can set and save to your custom size. Best of all (for me): you can make offers. There’s no guarantee the seller will take your offer, but I always try to knock off a buck or two if I can.
What it’s good for: Finding screen-accurate pieces that have long since sold out. I was trying to find a pair of boots featured in a single episode of a show like three years ago; no one had them. But some chick in TX trying to make a quick buck was selling a pair. Match made.
Most often, I use Poshmark to find pieces for cosplays I’m loathe to make from scratch. Currently, that means Prompto from FFXV. This nugget. More on that under the cut.
*plays Eros theme* this one is about SEXUAL love
I want to skate to that one!
Yuri Plisetsky you are 15 years old you have yet to finish going through puberty you're 5'4" and 90 pounds of teen angst you have a leopard-spotted wheelie bag and you think you can channel sexual love and desire better than a 23-year-old Japanese hottie who strips when he gets drunk and starts pole dancing STFU and calm the FUCK down young man here's some money go see a Star War
Eleven-year-old Malcolm lives with his parents at the Trout Inn
near Oxford, across the river Thames from Godstow Priory, where the nuns
are looking after a special guest. One night his father comes to
“Malcolm, you en’t in bed yet—good. Come downstairs for a minute. There’s a gentleman wants a word with you.”
“Who is it?” said Malcolm eagerly, jumping up and following his father out.
“Keep your voice down. He’ll tell you who he is if he wants to.”
“Where is he?”
“In the Terrace Room. Take him a glass of Tokay.”
“Hungarian wine. Come on, hurry up. Mind your manners and tell the truth.”
“I always do,” said Malcolm automatically.
“News to me,” said his father. But he ruffled Malcolm’s hair before they entered the bar.
The gentleman waiting gave him a start, though all he was doing was
sitting still by the cold fireplace. Perhaps it was his dæmon, a
beautiful silvery spotted leopard, or perhaps it was his dark, saturnine
expression; in any event, Malcolm felt daunted, and very young and
small. His dæmon, Asta, became a moth.