MY GOD WHAT HAVE I FOUND XD
I'm not sorry for having you know this exists XD
if you got like a 100kilo bag of glitter and opened it up and left it in the path of like a tornado i think that would be interesting. i dont care abt ecological damage btw
I do. 100kg bag of seaweed based glitter.
i dont. 100kg bag of enriched uranium based glitter
wait isnt uranium denser than lead how heavy would a 100kg bag of uranium be
thyrell.
just kill me
Self Portrait I’m calling “Twink Death” and is about me learning to accept gaining weight and my body shape as the Italian stallion I am😔
Basically trans male fatness is something that has been on my mind as it feels society puts such a pressure on Ftm people to be either effeminate and twinkish or perfectly passing and fit to be desirable, and where self love and attraction comes in for trans mascs who are neither of those things
There's more I could wax poetic about but alas I'm sleepy.
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I'm still willing to add features like more hairstyles and outfits per suggestion, but for now I'm considering this complete enough to release! I hope you have fun with it. 😊
If you prefer to see the more clear original pic, here is the link: X （click to enlarge
I sort out information from Chinese internet to make this English summary of hanfu development by dynasties. It was a whole at first, but it’s too huge for tumblr to post, so I have to break it into ten pieces. Reading order is easy to figure out please don’t be scared at first glance. ;) Hope you guys like it.
The Least Intimidating bakery in the village has closed for good so now I’ve got to go to the Intimidating Bakery, it’s awful. If you don’t have a PhD in being French I don’t recommend going to that bakery, here’s the humiliating account of the 3 times I’ve visited it so far:
- the first time I went in there I pointed at one of those extra-skinny baguettes and said “a flute, please” feeling pretty sure of myself, and the baker said “… that’s a ficelle” (you idiot) (was implied) “a flute is twice as large as a baguette.”
- That’s insane, first of all, a flute is a skinny instrument. Call your fat baguette a bassoon, lady—I made some timid remark about how it would make more sense for a flute to be a skinny bread and the baker said, “In Paris it is. I thought you were from the South?”
- oh, that hurt
- I guess I’m from the part of the South that’s so close to Italy the bread’s waist size matters less than whether it’s got olives in it, but I left the bakery having an existential crisis over whether living in Paris had made me forget my roots
- the Least Intimidating Bakery just had normal baguettes vs. seedy baguettes vs. horny baguettes (easy mode, some have seeds, some have horns), while the new bakery has breads that are only different on a molecular level—there’s a good old loaf and then another, identical loaf called a bastard? google told me a bastard is “halfway between a baguette and a bread” but denouncing them like “those are not regulation-sized bastards” would get me banned from the bakery for life
- on my 2nd visit (while I stood in line discreetly googling baguette terminology) there was an English tourist who asked for a baguette while pointing at what was either a rustique or a sesame and I felt a bit worried for them, but the baker just clarified “this one?” to waive any responsibility if they found out later it wasn’t a classic baguette, then handed them the bread without educating them in a judgmental tone and I felt envious
- I know it’s because she thinks the English are beyond saving but still it made me want to come back with a fake moustache and an English accent so I wouldn’t be expected to play bakery on expert mode just because I’m French. I asked for a pastry this time and the baker asked “no bread with that?” which felt cruel, like she wanted me to sprinkle myself with ashes and admit out loud that my level of bread proficiency isn’t as advanced as I once believed it was
- The third time I went, I had lost all self-confidence and I hesitantly pointed at a bread and said “I’d like this, uh—what is it called?” and the baker looked at me in disbelief and said “That’s a baguette.”
- God.
- for the record, if that stupid bread had been flanked by a skinny bread (ficelle) and a fat one (flute) then yeah of course I would have known to call it a baguette, but in the absence of reference points I now felt lost and scared of being called a Parisian again
- it’s hard to express the depth of my suffering so I’ll just let the facts speak for themselves: this morning a French person (me) stood in a French bakery in France surrounded by French people and pointed at a baguette and said “what is this called”
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just saw a chart with the gender options "male" "female" and "part-time/other" and i think i get what they were going for but i'm obsessed with the concept of part-time gender. clocking into my shift at the gender factory and brother i am not getting paid a living wage
Murphy, a rescued bald eagle who is known for fiercely protecting a rock he considers his egg, will be getting the opportunity to become a father to an orphaned chick ❤️
Previously Murphy was the eagle known for:
There’s been a few updates since this last one, but here’re the most recent two. Looks like Murphy’s gonna be a daddy!
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The Australian Ballet is doing Alice in Wonderland again and on one hand I’ve seen it before, and on the other, their Queen of Hearts has my favourite costume in anything every
It’s just this and her court pushes her around the stage on wheels and every act it gets taller until she towers over everyone
Also in act 3 (I think) it swings open at the front and her husband is sitting inside reading a newspaper
I saw this again on Tuesday so here are some things I’d forgotten about:
- This is the only Alice adaptation I’ve ever seen that doesn’t cut the caucus race
- The mad hatter wears taps throughout and it’s so jarring and surprising it’s perfect
- The executioner shadows almost everyone who dances with the Queen
- Lewis Carroll is a character in the ballet and becomes the white rabbit who leads Alice into wonderland which is bad and wrong because Carroll is the dodo but does work very well
- They started dropping rose petals from the ceiling onto the audience when Alice looked through the door to the garden and it was utterly magic
- The Cheshire Cat is made of about 10 different puppets that dance around the stage
- Which reminds me Alice is styled after Alice Liddell rather than the John Tenniel illustrations
- I don’t think the king of hearts actually dances he just wanders around looking confused
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here’s a video
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more. (btw this is a parody/reference to the very famous “rose adagio” from sleeping beauty)
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the Caterpillar is pretty neat too
(all of these videos are from the Royal Ballet’s productions in 2014 and 2017)
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Finally an adaptation that makes feel like I’m going to have stroke, it’s perfect
shlep is one of the best yiddish words and we don’t talk about it enough
there’s no other word that specifically means 1) i am going somewhere, 2) it is a long and not very pleasant journey and 3) i am complaining about it
genuine question, because I have apparently(???) been using this word incorrectly this whole time: does it/can it not also mean, "I will be going there, and also carrying A Bunch Of Stuff?" As in, "I'm spending the night at their house, but I won't have time to come home after work, so now I gotta schlep all my stuff there and leave it in the back room until the end of shift?"
I have never heard this term used without Items Being Involved. You mean to say that one can schlep without having an armload of stuff? Or a giant backpack or something?
You can also be hauling stuff as part of the schlep
I feel like a schlep is always a haul, it’s just that sometimes the only thing you’re hauling is yourself.
Huh. I always thought schlep meant "an unkempt person"
That's a schlub! Sounds similar to shelp.
Sometimes you feel like a schlub because you got schmutz all over your shirt, and you were already shvitzing to begin with, so now it just looks like you're walking around in an old schmatte, and you can't possibly go to schul like this, so you'll have to schlep yourself home before shabbos and hope the journey doesn't make you too schluffy.
been going insane over Bruce in his eating dome for 24 hrs now
There is so much story telling here. A person got this pacific parrotlet named it Bruce which in and of itself is amazing but then this person went here my little bird friend a raspbebe for you to enjoy and Bruce said hell yeah and went cataclysmicly and irreversible ape shit ham on that berry. And that probably happened more than once. So instead of never again allowing this little dinosaur the joy of the succulent flesh of the delectable raspberry they went what can we do for our little baby boy. and then boom they got some kind of cake cover type deal and cut a door into it so that Bruce would Not Be Trapped in a fruit prison (altho truely it is the berries who are trapped in there with Bruce but none the less) and so he may go to his pent house and freak it as crazily as his little bird heart desires.
Anyway i love pets they are each distinct little guys who are carred for by the funniest ape to ever exist bc we love animal so much
I'm in this group and Bruce's human posts eating dome updates when he's done a particularly good job!
And also when he gets up to other mischief
However, THIS is my favorite Bruce photo