the very height of fashion

The Signs appearance

Look for your rising sign/ascendant here.

Aries : athletic but curvy body, strong and thick hair, prefers comfortable clothes and sneakers, strong eyebrows, look younger than they are when they laugh or smile.

Taurus : harmonious face, sensual lips, very shiny and often long hair, prefer classical and stylish clothing, their eyes appear very warm and friendly.

Gemini : slim body, sparkling and captivating eyes, they prefer a laid back style but also love to change their wardrobe every once in a while.

Cancer : thin and often darker hair, small nose, round chin and outstanding eyes, their style often depends on their mood, are often pretty small.

Leo : strong feature, very wide forehead, large nose, often tall with very long legs, love high quality clothing and jewellery, appear strong and elegant.

Virgo : average to tall height, often very good bodies bc they like to take care of their bodies, almond shaped eyes, long shiny hair, prefer preppy and high quality clothing, very good fashion taste.

Libra : oval face, appear very calm and charming, very picky when it comes to clothing, pleasant features, can adopt whatever style pleases them.

Scorpio : wide and strong shoulders, well built, well defined and sensual lips, magnetic eyes, thick hair, appear very serious and powerful, prefer a calm, serious style.

Sagittarius : thick hair, full lips, tall, they appear charming and energetic, not the most athletic body, wide and beautiful smile, love to change their style every once in a while.

Capricorn : slender built, small to average height, serious eyes, often short hair, appear very serious and mature, ordinary fashion sense.

Aquarius : often dark and thick hair, unusual hairstyle, appear very energetic and original, sparkling, big eyes. have either an eccentric or serious style.

Pisces : average built, large and hypnotic eyes, can take on many appearances, appear very mysterious and misty, almost impossible to tell which style they prefer.

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This is what my dreams look like

“You know what? Those mistakes I made ended up  helping us out, so I don’t want to hear your whining.”

“I can’t believe you listen to elevator music. No wonder we call you the grandparent of the group.”

“Say what you want, but this is the height of fashion right here.”

“This is a very real phobia of mine and I don’t want to sit hear listening to you joke about it.”

“It sounded physically painful for you to say thank you to me.”

“Was it always just the two of you? Did I ever have a chance to fit in?”

Dress up

I really expected this to be longer. This is from the anon request for Ten with prompt 150 “What on Earth are you wearing?” I went through a few ideas in my head for this before I landed on this one. Short and Sweet, I think. I tried to make it as cute as possible so I hope you like.

word count: 523


Originally posted by doctorfriend79

(look what I found, yes)


You glanced up from the console eventually with a frown. The Doctor had told you he was going to get changed before you went to your next destination, which was weird in itself. But that was ten minutes ago. You were even beginning to wonder if he’d gotten lost in his own time machine. You laughed softly at the thought, heading off down the hall to look for him. You had memorized where the wardrobe was a while back, and the Tardis actually liked you, so it was in its usual spot and wasn’t hard to find. You walked in and glanced around at the endless clothes in the segmented floors of the room. When your eyes landed on the Doctor on the ground floor you blinked in surprise.

The man himself had not yet noticed you, humming to himself and looking through the clothes. But that wasn’t the strange part. He was donned in about three different fur coats, a scarf, a hat and big glasses. You could tell he was still wearing his oxford underneath but his coat and jacket were slung over a railing near you.

“What on earth are you wearing?”

The Doctor looked up, seeming surprised until his eyes landed on you and he broke out in a smile.

“Do you like it?” He asked, holding his hands out and spinning for you to see.

“I don’t know how to answer that question”

He frowned a moment before turning back to the rack of clothes, pushing a few pieces aside huffily. You rolled your eyes. Great. The Time Lord was pouting.

“But, I mean, why?” You rephrased.

“This is the very height of fashion on Luminar One, I’ll have you know” He told you.

“Really?” You frowned.

“What, you think what you wear is fashionable on every planet?” He asked skeptically.

“What I wear isn’t even fashionable on Earth” You pointed out, wandering over to look over his coats. “Hold on, are you wearing four of these things?”

“Maybe” He didn’t meet your gaze. You laughed.

“Alright then. Show me fashion on another planet” You requested. He grinned and ran off into the endless rows of clothes. You grinned and followed, losing him quickly but following the trail of discarded fur coats up the stairs to another floor. You didn’t both picking them up. The Tardis could just reset the room whenever either of you made a mess. One of the things you loved about the very opposite of normal life.

“Doctor?” You called, poking your head past a rack of clothes where you thought he’d be. You grinned, stepping in fully to laugh at the sight before you. “Oh man, that one’s even worse” The Doctor grinned proudly at that. He was currently wearing a flower pattern button up with bright blue shorts and there was even a plastic lei around his neck.

“Space Florida!” He declared proudly, making you laugh again. After a quick decision you turned and ran off into the rows upon rows of clothes.

“What are you doing?” He called, attempting to follow and quickly getting lost. You laughed again.

“My turn Spaceman!”


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River Song's Wardrobe (Updated for “The Husbands of River Song”!)

So after my post on Martha Jones’ wardrobe got unexpectedly loved, and before I wrote about Rose’s Series 1 clothes, I thought I’d continue to put my two favorite things together (costume analysis and Doctor Who) and see what I could come up with. Because this is my specialty, yo, and it makes me happy.

So: let’s do River Song!

Now, there’s a small difficulty here. Either I can analyze River’s outfits in the order we see them, thus revealing the writer/viewer’s arc of her character’s trajectory, or we can look at them in the order River wore them from her perspective, going all in-universe and watching River’s wardrobe progression in the order it happened for her. I’ve decided to go with the second object, because then we can admire how the costume team managed to keep certain threads (oops, pun) consistent in a story that’s all out of order and out of time. And then you can go back and piece it together in order if you want! What nerds we are!

So, anyway, what’s River wearing when we first meet her? Well.

I’m sure it’s the height of baby-fashion, whatever it is. One nice anon pointed out that it looks like something called a Halo sleep sack, though, so there’s a thing for you. Baby fashion, guys. It’s complex.

River/Melody appears a few more times as a child, but her clothes are so little seen that I can’t really build anything solid off of them. River’s wardrobe only really starts to come into its own when she’s under the name of Mels, larking about with her parents:

What a lovely gif. You can’t see the outfit terribly well (because I chose this gif over closer shots, sue me), but it’s a gray tank and a black leather jacket. Not much to go on, but tank tops tend to be for active people and leather jackets always signal “tough person,” unless David Tennant is wearing one and looking like a wet adorable rat.

He is so smoll.

But the color palette for Mels’ clothes is already important: despite being a very colorful person, River sticks to a neutral palette most of the time, relying most heavily on beigey colors or muted earth tones, often with a shot of black to spice it up.

Kinda like the above outfit, actually. While we’re looking at it, note the pattern on her dress: how weird it is, kind of skeletal. It’s bold, but not an easily identifiable print like polka dots or stripes or florals. It looks like rows of spines, or barbed fencing. Something fierce and weird and not to be trusted.

Ah, good, now Alex Kingston is wearing it! Look at how the fit changes: that’s the River Song shape, right there, from the knee-length hem to the v-neck neckline to the drapey bodice. There’s usually a lot of draping in her dresses; I think it’s to add to the drama of it all, that appearance she has of living life on a very great stage.

In the above picture, River’s showing off her great lace-up boots, too. Here is someone who came dressed for murder. She totally looked in the mirror today and said “And that’s how an assassin looks!” to herself, while dancing to punk rock. Or to the screams of horrified civilians, as happens with her next outfit.

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deweymay  asked:

Can I add a request for a Housekeeper sequal/prequal/drabble/poem/anything for your promptathon? Thank you and congratulations!

How about a first meeting prequel? 

If you haven’t read The Housekeeper, you can do so here.  It’s not necessary to read it first as this is when they first meet.


There was a woman in his shop.

Now, that fact alone wasn’t unusual. Women came into the shop all the time but they usually used the front door, were shopping for antiques and wore more than a gold bikini.

This woman…this woman had materialized in a cloud of smoke in the back room of his shop and was now bowing reverently before him with her hands clasped over her head as if seeking mercy.

Nelson Gold did not usually have trouble mincing words, but at the moment, it was all he could do to keep his grip on the odd oil lamp he had been cleaning…the very item which just moments ago began to emit smoke which had materialized into the very odd woman before them. The half rusted antique had returned to being an innocent knick knack and while Gold was tempted to drop it to the ground, his fingers clutched it like a lifeline.

It was Neal who finally broke the silence.  “What are you wearing?” he asked, taking a step closer to the impossible woman as if to examine her attire more closely. .

“Neal!” Gold hissed as he grabbed his preteen by the back of his shirt and hauled him backwards.

Flustered, Neal tore himself away from his father’s grip tough he did not approach the woman again. “What? I’m just asking!”

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If ever there were a lady of quality who could transform a shoulder pad into a stylish hat, it is the author of Waistcoats & Weaponry.

Gail Carriger returns to Finishing Fashion Week to reveal more secrets behind some of her favorite accessories so that we, too, can dress to the very height of steampunk fashion.

gailcarriger:

1. Tiny Hat

Because I am so often flying to steampunk events, having small hats is key. It is rather difficult to travel with overly large head embellishments in this day and age. Yes, I am aware this particular hat is quite ridiculous. But, hey, it can also be used as a duster! I made it using an old shoulder pad and a large feather cluster rescued from some ignominious thrift store fate. The shoulder pad technique is popular in the retro community and I simply repurposed it for steampunk. All your DIYs belong to us!

2. Watch

OK, I admit, I bought this necklace watch just because I thought it was so pretty. These days you can find them in many online stores. I like the necklace option because I can wear it as such or hook it onto the belt and stick it in a pocket instead. I find that at events I always need to know what time it is, and this works a treat.

3. Utensils

Food, my one true passion. I admit to having a bit of an obsession with the lowly spoon. I’m particularly fond of the ones that look like perfect little round bowls stuck on the ends of sticks. I have no logical explanation for this. Anyway, for nearby-conventions I have this utensil kit I strap to my belt acquired many years ago at a local Renaissance Faire (What? You’re surprised?). For away-conventions, when the knife proves a challenge to transport, I just pack the little teaspoon on a chain and clip. At first it was just for fun, but you would not believe how useful I’ve found it. I’m contemplating just wearing a spoon on my person at all times. But a girl can get a reputation like that. Not sure what kind of a reputation, but still…

4. Pouch

When I’m not wearing a pocket belt, I need something to carry stuff in (phone, cards, money, tiny squids and other snacks, as you do). I picked up this fab little pouch from Oberon Designat a faire years ago. (What? OK, OK, I worked there.) I added a few steampunk embellishments and an extra D-ring or two, and with one of those bolt snaps I can clip it to most parts of me.

More from FINISHING FASHION WEEK here.

“Vinculus knew little enough about milliners but he did know that they generally dress in the very height of fashion. This fellow wore an ancient black coat that had been patched and mended a dozen times. His linen, though clean and of a good quality, would have been old-fashioned twenty years ago. Vinculus did not know the names of the hundred and one little fancy articles that milliners make, but he knew that milliners know them. This man did not; he called them “fol-de-lols”. “ - Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell, ch. 20. The unlikely milliner, by Susanna Clarke

where we get another reason why Childermass is great at organizing spies and not spying himself. fol-de-lols, oh my sweet god

Vinculus knew little enough about milliners but he did know that they generally dress in the very height of fashion. This fellow wore an ancient black coat that had been patched and mended a dozen times. His linen, though clean and of a good quality, would have been old-fashioned twenty years ago. Vinculus did not know the names of the hundred and one little fancy articles that milliners make, but he knew that milliners know them. This man did not; he called them “fol-de-lols”.
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Susanna Clarke, “Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell”

Childermass wasn’t even trying

i want to read really fucking stupid soulmate matchy-matchy things okay

you share dreams but they’re like ACTUAL dreams where you’re sitting at a table drinking syrup out of a gas can while vesuvius erupts outside and you have a paper due in 30 seconds and barely remember what was happening when you wake up

your hands ears and feet are the EXACT SAME SIZE and earcuffs become the height of fashion and getting measured for your very first set of earcuffs is a Very Big Deal

if you dye or cut your hair it also dyes or cuts your soulmate’s hair and being bald is the penultimate tragedy and hairstylists are worth their weight in GOLD

PARTIAL colorblindness where every set can’t see one very very very specific shade of a varying color so everyone looking for their soulmate has this color card they flash out and go “IS THIS YOUR COLOR?????” and the poor actually-colorblind people of the world are in a constant state of anxiety

your fingerprints are the same so if one of you commits a serious crime and there’s no witnesses then you both end up going to jail

if one of you laughs the other also laughs no matter what is happening, the laughter is infectious, so many funerals are ruined