i’m not like other girls. i’m nothing like all the other girls in thw world. i am utterly different to the approximately 3 and 1/2 billion other girls on the face of the planet. i photosynthesise and bloom in spring. i am like all the other crocuses. i am a crocus.
Finally gotten around to watching Idina Menzel’s live oscar performance of Let it Go and is it just me or is she losing her voice? She vibratos like every damned lyric, which is what you do if you can’t hold the note. When she’s not doing that its just…flat.
I mean props for doing it anyway. Wish I could sing like that on my best day. But im not sure why people’re raving about it so much.
I heard she had an asthma attack before going on stage. If that’s true, it explains not being able to hold the notes
No-one my age and younger is allowed to be successful at the things I want to do
It looks so angry
so adorably angry
It is a burrowing owl. There was an owl rescue organisation raising money and they cahrged a couple of quid to hold an owl. All the owls (and the one kestrel) you could hold were raised by hand and very friendly!The bigt eagle owl kept snuggling into the mans chest.
Given how people generally seemed to like my previous female armor post (save for one comment that argued that criticizing the depiction of warrior women wearing these and stating that in real life warrior women wouldn’t wear anything like that and that these are highly sexualized is slut-shaming of fictional characters), I’m happy to present part two. Originally it was going to be about torso armor, but several people asked for butts. Now, I hadn’t given thought to butts as much, because unlike boobs, that are depicted as existing almost separately from the entire body, butts are more often incorporated into the rest of the outfit.
I’ll make sure to reblog any other continuation of this series :)
Let me also take this opportunity to announce that my Female Armor Bingo, which inspired yana's work, is ALSO getting a sequel! The second card is getting published tomorrow, so keep an eye out for it :)
Kind of in love with Babymetal. Something about the combination of cutesy j-pop and metal guitars just does it for me.
But then we all know that my taste in music is dreadful
To Vivienne, there are no impractical clothes, only impractical people. Her magnificent attire is a sign of her station, the jewel of the high court of Orlais where wealth, power, and beauty are inextricably linked.
A thousand arrows would pierce her breast before Vivienne would don beaten steel for so base an urge as protection. If one must wear armor, then have it flatter the form. Hide it beneath fine fabrics more becoming of one’s status, for steel alone will not protect you from the barbed tongues of Orlais.
To dress for comfort or purpose is a scandal—fashion and splendor are all that matter to Vivienne. Shower yourself in gold, let only the finest silks grace your skin, and wear a king’s ransom in pearls and silver upon your feet. Leave the stained tunics and rough cloaks to the commoners and their mud farms–a proper Orlesian climbs mountains in her evening gown, standing taller at the summit in her formidable high-heeled shoes. (Character guide download here)
You rarely find truth in retail establishments.