Monday in our house; An exceptional sport coat in Piacenza’s 80’s vintage cashmere blend wool, matched with Wine Label handmade shirts crafted in Italy. _ Tie Your Tie’s exclusive collection for Tailorable. Pocket Square from Simonnt Gordard.
It falls, not dramatically as Icarus perhaps, but like one of his feathers caught on wind currents, indecisive where to go, weighed by wax until it sinks into the ocean. Like him, however, it is not forgotten.
It floats up from the volcanic floor of the ocean, a strange thing Hephaestus found and tried to make something out of it. A thought, a hope, a whisper?
When it withstands the volcanic vents,
Poseidon splashes on the shore, throwing it upwards, like a swimmer exploding out of the water after holding their breath to long. The message nearly dies at the rocks after mulling and stewing and rolling in the waves for weeks, tumbled smooth.
Hermes catches it, however, as he glides across the water like a skipping stone. On his way up some lighthouse stairs to deliver a message he sends it out with a signal to send ships another way, and beckon weary travelers to shelter.
Apollo catches it riding the lighthouse beam to a rainbow to the sun glinting over the clearing storm clouds. He tends to the broken, feeble little thing, patching it up with the music of sea gull cries and wind chimes of the nearby shore.
Zeus picks it up where Apollo left it, resting on a wisp of a clouds he overlooks the world, and spots Hera. He sends it down to her in a sun shower that graces her fingertips, and she smiles –they have their happy moments too.
Hera passes by Artemis in the park. They stop to talk over coffee as Artemis jogs in place while Hera reminds her to eat more vegetables in her motherly way, until her son shows up.
Artemis holds in in the palm of her hand and when she arm wrestles Aries and beats him, he takes it. Each battle is about success as much as it is defeat, and he knows to take both honorably.
It’s exchanged in a flirt from Aries to Aphrodite. First in the eyes, where the spark sends butterflies into their stomachs like always. Then in the hands, where pinkies link in passing and it’s not a spark but warmth.
She holds onto it, rides her bike all the way home and delivers it to Hestia with a kiss on the cheek.
It appears to Athena as she reads by the fire in a spark of inspiration, a stray flare when Hestia pokes the hearth fire again. She rushes outside with it tumbling from her lips and a new layout for the garden.
Demeter scolds Dionysus for getting in her way, but smiles fondly. He discusses vintage and blends of various fruits as she pushes them into the ground and they spring back up.
Dionysus is tying fairy lights around her garden trellises and tomato cages, and every cherry, every grape, every fig he pops in his mouth ferments before he swallows. When the evening festivities arrive he offers Persephone a glass of wine with juice-sticky fingers.
Persephone drinks six sips and discusses it over with Morpheus as he drops by. 6 o'clock she decides to walk home and her friend joins her. She talks at length, dominating the conversation as she does everything.
Morpheus winds it back into a neat little package, translated into a dream where it is more detailed and vague than ever before. The dreamer dies in his sleep and Morpheus meets up with Hades as he does every night, and they talk long hours into the night until Persephone rises to visit her mother again.
The ever dutiful Hades measures it ten times over in every dimension. The eternal account, he records it all in his neat and precise order, and files it away, because it has already been answered. These things are rarely mishandled in his care, not with so many hands holding it.
My mom gave me nearly 450 grams of vintage mohair blend fingerling weight yarn she found at a craft sale. I knit up the tiniest baby cap with it to get a feel for how it knit and am now working on a lace scarf.
Attack of the Clones | Behind the Seams | Padmé’s Wedding Dress (P-20)
George Lucas wanted Padmé’s wedding dress to be a simple but beautiful gown in an amazing fabric and it took Trisha Biggar quite a long time to fulfil his vision. She decided to give it a pre-Raphaelite feel and thought of lace as the main material but couldn’t find the right fabric until finally her buyer in Australia stumbled onto a century-old Italian lace bedspread from the Edwardian era in a thrift store. However, the cream-colored bed cover wasn’t big enough for the Lucas-authorized design, so the costume designer devised an option with shorter sleeves to fit the amount of material and master embroiders in Sydney made over 300 yards of French-knit braid to blend the vintage elements together with the modern handiwork.
The gown and head piece are studded with hundreds of vintage pearls and the veil itself is made from Maltese lace and includes Edwardian wax flowers and tiny beaded pearls.
Each pearl was actually hand sewn because the night before the wedding scene was to be filmed, Biggar decided the gown needed a little something “extra”. So she pulled an all-nighter and pearled Padmé’s wedding dress herself.
Later she noted that P-20 “was a gown with very simple lines, with an antique feel to it, but at the same time it was quite intricate, probably one of the most complicated dresses, and you couldn’t quite put your finger on what it was made of.”
GIFs are the lingua franca of the
Internet, short bursts of video that quickly convey a thought, emotion, or
point. They’re frivolous and fun, not at all the type of thing people give much
thought to. But Bill Domonkos considers them an art. Hw blends vintage photos, old films, and other found material in strange, almost
surreal ways that mix genres and eras.
“I think of them as very short films,”
he says. “The GIFs in particular are kind of like stranded moments that hover
somewhere between the past and the future. They seem to exist in a specious
Because my brain is that sort of an asshole to me that as soon as I realized the labels were NOT the same (and yes I went and checked), I could no longer enjoy believing Hannibal had saved that one bottle of wine all that time. I have an alternate theory. I put some of it on one of genufa‘s posts on the matter, but have expanded it to make it extra bittersweet.
Hannibal had been saving that bottle, but one of the of the nights we was staring mournfully at Will’s empty chair, he broke down and drank it.
When Will broke up with him in Digestivo, and he decided the logical next step was to turn himself in, he spent the day getting the cliff house ready for the inevitable moment that he’d return there, with Will.
Which included a trip to the wine store, where he found the bottle that most closely resembled the bottle Will had brought - same varietal or blend, similar vintage qualities. But of course like 10 times more expensive and refined.
He cellared that, headed back to Will’s house, and tipped off the FBI to come find.
Additional alternative - it’s Will’s bottle they’re drinking in the event horizon of chaos discussion in Tome-wan.
I’ve been looking for a decent broken in P Bass forever but being a pretty occasional bassist didn’t want to spend real money. Learning on an original ‘58 precision as a teenager made me extra picky so it was super tough. Then today I finally found this MIJ 86/87 “PB-62” for $250 and it is so dreamy!
It was covered in so much pawn shop grime and the original tort guard was broken at the jack, missing all its screws, and the whole thing was just glued on. It also had an old bass lines quarter pound pickup which might be fine for some but it’s huge mid scoop is the exact opposite of what I want from a Precision Bass and sounded so muddy through any dirt pedal.
So I spent the day getting this going:
- Clean, clean, clean - probably spent 2 hours getting grime off.
- New black guard - because I have too many sunburst/tort guitars.
- Dimarzio Model P - nice blend of vintage and modern P bass tone and it grinds so hard with some dirt.
- new wiring harness
- thumb rest and ashtray pickup cover because they rule.
- lighter strings for big bass bends
- quick and easy setup
- forget to take before shots. Believe me it was gross.
This thing rules so hard and it’s nice to have a “normal bass” for certain things that the Bass VI just can’t quite handle. I do miss pickup options and the strangle switch a bit. Should I throw a strangle toggle in there?
OK LISTEN UP FUCKERS IF YOU ARE ON THE FENCE ABOUT WATCHING DEEP SPACE 9 I GIVE YOU THE EPISODE “TRIALS AND TRIBBLE-ATIONS” FROM SEASON 5 IN WHICH THE DS9 CREW GOES BACK IN TIME AND INTERACTS WITH THE FUCKING ORIGINAL ENTERPRISE CREW AND HERE’S WHY U SHOULD WATCH IT:
JADZIA DAX LOVE OF MY LIFE IN THIS OUTFIT BC THE DS9 CREW HAS TO DRESS VINTAGE TO BLEND IN
BASHIR HAVING A GODDAMN TRICORDER IN HIS MEDICAL BLUES AND 60’S COMB-OVER SAYing “I’M A DOCTOR NOT AN HISTORIAN” AND NEITHER HIM NOR O'BRIEN HAVING A CLUE HOW TO USE THE GODDAMN TURBOLIFT
“TRIBBLES WERE ONCE CONSIDERED MORTAL ENEMIES OF THE KLINGON EMPIRE” - WORF, SON OF MOGH EVERYONE
worf addressing the change in appearance of the klingons omfg CONTINUITY THIS IS DOING CONTINUITY RIGHT
BASHIR AND O'BRIEN AND WORF GETTING INVOLVED IN SCOTTY & CHEKOV’S BAR FIGHT JFC YOU THREE
JADZIA SAYING MCCOY HAD THE HANDS OF A SURGEON IMPLYING THEY DID THE THING AND BENJAMIN’S FACE AFTER:
THE FACT THAT SISKO AND DAX WERE HIDING IN THE STORAGE COMPARTMENT WHEN ALL THE TRIBBLES FELL ON KIRK
THE TRIBBLE INFESTATION IN QUARK’S
AND THE MOMENT THAT PROBABLY MADE EVERY FANGIRL AND FANBOY WET THEMSELVES WHEN IT AIRED (I MAY HAVE PEED A LITTLE MYSELF)
WHOEVER THOUGHT OF THIS ENTIRE CONCEPT WAS A FUCKING GENIUS IT TOOK ME ONE HOUR TO WATCH THE EPISODE BECAUSE I KEPT STOPPING TO SOB
THERE ARE ALSO LOTS OF HOMAGES TO THE ORIGINAL SERIES ON THE SHOW IN GENERAL WHICH TBH I DON’T THINK THE NEXT GENERATION DID AS MUCH I’M SO FUCKING HAPPY RIGHT NOW JUST WATCH THE THING OK
Initially, everything in Cher’s wardrobe was supposed to be high-fashion couture, in keeping with her spoiled attitude and gobs of money. But it turns out that filling a closet full of runway-ready duds ain’t cheap. So costume designer Mona May took inspiration from her fictional muse and headed to the mall.
By blending vintage pieces with items that would be right at home on a Forever 21 rack, May was able to stretch her budgetand make the film’s ladies look stellar. At the time, this sort of thing wasn’t heard of, but for May, this was simply a creative way to dress her cast well and stay under budget. To this day, Clueless is commended for singlehandedly reversing the Gen Y fashion scene, and for delivering Donald Faison and Paul Rudd to a world that wouldn’t quite be ready to receive them for another decade.