tennis-dress

Lana Del Rey on style

“Initially the fashion world was more interested in me than the music world, which was strange when I first started singing. I never had a defined style. I wear lots of jeans, white Oxford shirts and white tennis dresses.”

“Simple and easy. I love one-pieces, particularly shift dresses. I like to be comfortable too so I am also happy in an old white t-shirt and soft blue jeans. I love loafers and beautiful flats like those from Ferragamo. And to accessories I love jewelry, particularly gold.”

“A lot of the reason my look is the way it is is because it’s really easy to put on a sundress every night if I have to perform—or just wear jeans every day and a flannel or something. Stylistically, I love make-up. I love doing my own make-up and stuff, but clothes-wise, I actually didn’t ever really care.”

“I have giant bras that I use as ‘shapes’ on stage.” There are high top sneakers and girlish flats. “I wear a lot of white and blue shirts from Brooks Brothers and shorts when I’m in LA and this white cotton sundress every day when no-ones looking at me. I think it’s Topshop. And I have to sleep alone every night so I have this old mink from Scotland.

“From the age of about seven I had really specific tastes that never changed. I loved wearing white, old fur, and gold.“

“I also love beautiful diamonds and long acrylic nails. I know more about jewelry than I do about fashion and I love emeralds and diamonds.”

“I never expressed myself through fashion. I loved flowers in my hair, I loved guys who wore leather, but I didn’t get creative..” 

First, I want to thank everyone who wrote to me after my last post about feeling stale with all this.  I truly appreciate everything that people said, and feel grateful that I’ve been able to connect with many different folks on this site.

Next, I will fortunately be taking a long-delayed vacation to get some relaxation & exhilaration in.  Maybe even some tennis!  (I do play, but unfortunately, never in one of these awesome tennis dresses.  If I see a woman playing on a court next to me in one of these, my concentration goes out the window – seriously. I have a very hard time locking in to the sport when I see an attractive lady playing nearby).

Last, since some of you like my political commentaries, I wanted to express that Trump’s various faux pas and miscues pale in comparison to that train wreck of a Presidency that Obama gave us.  And in case you’ve forgotten, remember these types of incidents that embarrassed us all and nearly brought down the nation.

Obama’s famous ‘latte salute’  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Fl0tsOmWFc  (horrors!!)

Obama not wearing his lapel flag pin  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M5VGAV0eet8   (This Trump-Russian scandal is NOTHING compared to that.  How did the nation survive?)

Thank God that dignity has been restored to the White House!

Mr Cruel” was the name adopted by the media to describe an unidentified assailant in Melbourne, Australia who abducted three young girls between 1988-1991, one of whom was murdered. Pictured right are the victims: Sharon Wills, Nicola Lynas and Karmein Chan (l-r).  Pictured left is a police sketch of the mask worn by the stranger during his attacks.

December 1988: Mr Cruel broke into the home of Sharon Wills wearing a blue balaclava and overalls at around 5:30am, immediately severing the phone line. He firstly went into Sharon’s parents’ bedroom, where he threatened each of them with a gun and tied them face down with copper wire. Following this, he entered the bedroom where Sharon and her three sisters slept. He blindfolded 10 year old Sharon and placed a gag in her mouth before abducting her. Throughout her ordeal, Mr Cruel would frequently assault her but ensured that she was consistently fed. 18 hours after her kidnap, the young girl was released in the grounds of Bayswater High School, although her original clothing had been taken and she was instead found to be wearing green bin bags. He had also bathed Sharon before her release, which was later compared to a mother carefully and gently washing her baby.

July 1990: At around 11:30pm, an intruder once again speculated to be Mr Cruel forced entry into the home of 13 year old Nicola Lynas brandishing a knife and a handgun. Once inside, after discovering that neither parent was home, he cut the phone lines and woke Nicola by tapping her on the head with a knife. After restraining her sibling, he taped over Nicola’s eyes and removed her from the premises, leaving the other girl with her hands bound. He transported Nicola to another property and molested her there for fifty hours, at one point assaulting her while she was forced to wear her school tennis dress. Upon her release, she was left in the grounds of a power station still wearing a blindfold. Similarly to Sharon, Nicola had also been bathed and cleaned prior to her release. She was also frequently given food and drink.

April 1991: 13 year old Karmein Chan was abducted from her home as she babysat her two younger siblings. Her parents were a short distance away working in their Chinese restaurant. Karmein’s younger sisters spoke of how a man wearing a balaclava and carrying a knife appeared while they were watching a movie. Although he apparently stated that he did not want to hurt anybody, the two younger girls were then forced into a wardrobe and Karmein was taken. Despite releasing previous captives, Karmein was sadly not so fortunate. In April 1992, her body was discovered near a landfill. The back of her skull was found to have sustained three bullet wounds and was estimated to have been there for around 12 months. It is speculated that Karmein may have been murdered because she recognised her abductor or had managed to remove his mask. 

According to authorities, Mr Cruel was very meticulous when planning his crimes. For instance, he had successfully ensured that no traces of forensic evidence could be retrieved from the girls by keeping their original clothing and making them wash thoroughly. In total, police have searched around 30,000 homes and have interviewed approximately 27,000 suspects over the attacks at a total cost of $4 million. The reward amount for information leading to his capture was also increased to $1 million in 2016. However, despite these efforts made by police, the identity of Mr Cruel remains a mystery.

icemalfoy  asked:

Oh yey a prompt post! How about some post war/battle of hogwarts Lucissa? Or any Lucissa, authors choice. I love me some Malfoys lol.

pairing: lucius malfoy x narcissa black

setting: modern, non-magical, college au


Lucius Malfoy spills an entire Gatorade cooler full of jungle juice on himself the first time he sees Narcissa Black.

She doesn’t even notice.


“Okay,” he announces the next morning, spearing this year’s crop of gross, mouth-breathing legacy pledges with a long-suffering glare. “My future wife. I’ve met her. Seen her. Whatever. She’s perfection. You fuckers are gonna help me woo the shit out of her. Questions?”

Rabastan Lestrange is the only one brave enough to raise his hand. “I have class in an hour. Can we, like, do this later?”

Lucius sneers, and rolls his eyes, and flaps his hand in disgust. “True love waits for no one.” He pauses. Reconsiders. “Go. Come back with a whiteboard. And binoculars. I have a plan.”


"Narcissa Black says a bunch of our pledges are stalking her,” Rodolphus says a few days later. He’s yawning into his mid-afternoon pint of Guinness. He sounds alarmingly unconcerned. “She wants us to deal with it.”

Lucius sniffs, incredibly nonchalant. “Oh?”

“Yeah,” Rodolphus groans, thumbing through the texts on his phone. “She—I dunno, man, I guess they’re, like, really out of control, she seemed pretty pissed.”

Lucius clears his throat before tightly crossing his fingers behind his back. “We should probably—you know. Apologize. Right?”

Rodolphus puffs out his cheeks, drains his beer, and burps into his fist. “Yeah, sure, whatever—you need her number? I’m gonna go, like.” He sighs, gesturing vaguely towards the ceiling. “Make the pledges clean Mulcy’s weight rack with their toothbrushes or something, I dunno.”


Narcissa Black glides down the stairs of her sorority with all the grace of a ballet-dancing swan. She’s dressed for tennis. There are diamonds on the barrettes in her hair.

“Rabastan Lestrange is awfully chatty, you know,” she tells Lucius, smiling sweetly. Too sweetly. He despairs. “Especially when he’s late for class.”


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The First Order Army And Navy Club - verybadhedgehog - Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens (2015) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens (2015)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Armitage Hux/Kylo Ren
Characters: Armitage Hux, Kylo Ren, Original Female Character(s), Original Male Character(s), Dopheld Mitaka
Additional Tags: british upper middle classes at play, first order officers at play, Tennis, Croquet, dressing for dinner, after dinner speech, kylo ren drinking pimms through a straw, hux’s awful sister, Crack, Pastiche, canonverse, Not Canon Compliant
Summary:

Kylo Ren has been commanded by the Supreme Leader to pay a visit to the First Order Home World (a recolonised planet) for political and morale purposes, and has been forced to accept General Hux’s invitation to the First Order Army and Navy Club.

The world of manicured lawns and wood panelled dining rooms is alien to Kylo, but he copes somehow, through cucumber sandwiches, Pimms, croquet, after dinner conversation and the dynamics of the Hux family.


It’s the “country club fic” finally, featuring Kylo Ren drinking Pimms through a straw and Hux’s Awful Sister persuading Kylo Ren to play croquet.

NOT REMOTELY Aftermath compliant! Born from old old old headcanons well past their sell by date and growing mould, but hopefully fun.