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fuckyeahfashioncouture:

Zuhair Murad Haute Couture Fall-Winter 2010

fuckyeahfashioncouture:

Zuhair Murad Haute Couture Fall-Winter 2010

Sep 22 @ 4:01pm + 262 notes + Reblog via + original
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the-time-goddess-of-221b:

pardonmewhileipanic:

felix-kjellbergs-suspenders:

octogirl:

felicefawn:

I can’t fucking breathe. Holy shit. This is basically my entire personality and interests in a video. I will never recover from this.

STOP IT

hELP

I can’t even pretend for a second this isn’t something I would do lol

I’m cRYING

LALOLAOLALOAL

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dhccenter:

Looking for a tasty gluten-free snack? Try these delicious apple fritters! 
Produce
2 cups
Apples
Refrigerated
2
Eggs, large
Baking & Spices
2 1/4 tsp
Baking powder
2 tsp
Cinnamon, ground
1/3 cup
Granulated sugar
1/4 cup
Potato starch
1 1/2 cup
Powdered sugar
1 1/2 tsp
Salt
3 tsp
Vanilla
1 3/4 cup
White rice flour
Oils & Vinegars
1
Peanut or canola oil
Dairy

2 tbsp
Butter
1 cups
Milk

dhccenter:

Looking for a tasty gluten-free snack? Try these delicious apple fritters! 

Produce

2 cups

Apples

Refrigerated

2

Eggs, large

Baking & Spices

2 1/4 tsp

Baking powder

2 tsp

Cinnamon, ground

1/3 cup

Granulated sugar

1/4 cup

Potato starch

1 1/2 cup

Powdered sugar

1 1/2 tsp

Salt

3 tsp

Vanilla

1 3/4 cup

White rice flour

Oils & Vinegars

1

Peanut or canola oil

Dairy

2 tbsp

Butter

1 cups

Milk

Sep 22 @ 3:00pm + 13 notes + Reblog via + original
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roachpatrol:

malformalady:

Hercules Beetle Larvae bag, made by @ Amaheso_sp via FB

GIVE ME THIS GIVE ME THE THING

roachpatrol:

malformalady:

Hercules Beetle Larvae bag, made by @ Amaheso_sp via FB

GIVE ME THIS GIVE ME THE THING

Sep 22 @ 2:58pm + 3,740 notes + Reblog via + original
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rosalarian:

rrrramsey:

tedkordisanasshole:

I found this great blog today and had to share it :D 

Refashionista is an amazing seamstress who refashions awful thrift-store finds into new clothes and some of these results are so amazing?? Check her out! :D

she is a goddess

Ooooooooh!

Sep 22 @ 2:55pm + 94,941 notes + Reblog via + original
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charismaticintelligence:

Hey guys.
I’m ripping away the veil of anonymity on this blog because I’m currently in a dire financial situation and I need Tumblr’s help. Please take a few moments of your time to read this, I would really appreciate it.
My name is Julian. That’s my graduation photo up there.  I’m a 21 year old, mixed-race, aromantic, gay, transguy. I’m also a spoonie and suffer from Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. I like drawing, learning languages, reading comic books, and just generally messing around on the Internet. I love Sherlock Holmes, Doctor Who, Batman, and I’ve been really getting into the Marvel Cinematic Universe lately too. Basically, I’m a dork.
Some of you might have noticed that I’ve mentioned being a Psychology graduate. I graduated my BSc with a 2:1 some months ago, and I am literally on the cusp of starting an MSc in Psychology so that I can eventually become a professor. Why? I want to do research to help autistic women and DID systems. (Click under the Read More for more detail about what exactly I want to do.)
Here’s the financial bit. I don’t come from a rich family; my parents are divorced and I don’t speak to my abusive father. My single mother works long hours as a schoolteacher and has to support both me and my younger brother. I had to apply for a bank loan to even cover the cost of my MSc. Well, guess what? I just moved into my student accommodation, got everything set up, and… the bank told me they rejected my loan.
I wasn’t expecting this. In fact, I’m crying as I write this, as pathetic as it sounds. Call me naive, I honestly thought they would trust me to pay it back because I’ve never been in debt. I don’t know what to do. The university can’t help me. My poor mother can’t help me. I need to pay £4,250 by the next few days (50% of my tutition fees) or I can’t start my course, and if I can’t start my course, I have to move out of my flat and I don’t know where I’ll go. My entire life plans are crumbling to nothing. 
Please help me. I have a GoFundMe page set up at http://www.gofundme.com/help-me-pursue-my-studies Please find it in your hearts to donate a little bit towards my cause, or if you can’t afford it, please signal boost this post. I’m sorry I have to ask this, but I honestly don’t know what else to do. Thank you so much. 
Read More

charismaticintelligence:

Hey guys.

I’m ripping away the veil of anonymity on this blog because I’m currently in a dire financial situation and I need Tumblr’s help. Please take a few moments of your time to read this, I would really appreciate it.

My name is Julian. That’s my graduation photo up there.  I’m a 21 year old, mixed-race, aromantic, gay, transguy. I’m also a spoonie and suffer from Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. I like drawing, learning languages, reading comic books, and just generally messing around on the Internet. I love Sherlock Holmes, Doctor Who, Batman, and I’ve been really getting into the Marvel Cinematic Universe lately too. Basically, I’m a dork.

Some of you might have noticed that I’ve mentioned being a Psychology graduate. I graduated my BSc with a 2:1 some months ago, and I am literally on the cusp of starting an MSc in Psychology so that I can eventually become a professor. Why? I want to do research to help autistic women and DID systems. (Click under the Read More for more detail about what exactly I want to do.)

Here’s the financial bit. I don’t come from a rich family; my parents are divorced and I don’t speak to my abusive father. My single mother works long hours as a schoolteacher and has to support both me and my younger brother. I had to apply for a bank loan to even cover the cost of my MSc. Well, guess what? I just moved into my student accommodation, got everything set up, and… the bank told me they rejected my loan.

I wasn’t expecting this. In fact, I’m crying as I write this, as pathetic as it sounds. Call me naive, I honestly thought they would trust me to pay it back because I’ve never been in debt. I don’t know what to do. The university can’t help me. My poor mother can’t help me. I need to pay £4,250 by the next few days (50% of my tutition fees) or I can’t start my course, and if I can’t start my course, I have to move out of my flat and I don’t know where I’ll go. My entire life plans are crumbling to nothing. 

Please help me. I have a GoFundMe page set up at http://www.gofundme.com/help-me-pursue-my-studies Please find it in your hearts to donate a little bit towards my cause, or if you can’t afford it, please signal boost this post. I’m sorry I have to ask this, but I honestly don’t know what else to do. Thank you so much. 

Read More

Sep 22 @ 2:49pm + 35 notes + Reblog via + original
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catfromwonder:

Matt Rockefeller

Sep 22 @ 2:46pm + 6,470 notes + Reblog via + original
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ambidexterous:

Fantastic hybrids of menswear and corsetry by Sylvain Nuffer.

Sep 22 @ 2:44pm + 39,779 notes + Reblog via + original
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nanodiamonds idk if you've talked extensively about david/jonathan before (i'm going through your #know thy canon tag but i haven't seen it) but i'm in the first intensive jewish history course in my life (i'm at a semester long reform jewish school in e"y) and we just went over samuel א+ב and read the tanakh and *drags face* ohhhh my goddddd it's so much

glintglimmergleam:

haven’t talked much about David/Jonathan on here, but this is a very timely ask because I’ve been rereading the books of the Prophets this month!

David loves in abundance.  He loves boldly and messily and spreads that passion everywhere. He dives into his desires headfirst and worries about consequences later. What he wants, he reaches for with open arms:  the chance to fight Goliath (prove his big brothers wrong); to dance in front of crowds bringing the Ark of the Covenant home (celebrate God with the whole nation); to seek revenge on his enemies, and to make already-married Bathsheba his. He has six gorgeous wives and who knows how many concubines, and he loves all his children blindly, often to a fault (Amnon and Absalom especially). Most of the time, he sings his loves loudly for all to hear, with harp and horn.

But Jonathan is unique: Jonathan is his partner and his confidant, Jonathan is his only love to know his fears, to help him form his plans, to give him comfort, to fight for him in weapons and words, to put himself in mortal danger for his love. Jonathan is unafraid of the joyous chaos David carries.  David has lusted for men before Jonathan — there was a neighboring shepherd boy he used to dream of — and he will lust for others after him — there are so many beautiful men in his armies — but David will never love anyone of any gender as he has loved his Jonathan, dark-haired and dark-eyed Jonathan, Jonathan of soft smiles and quiet sorrows, Jonathan who is overlooked and underestimated even by his own family, Jonathan who is slender and swift and silent around everyone but David, Jonathan whose skin is softer than roses, Jonathan whose embrace is warmer than the Eternal Flame.

Jonathan did not expect to be King, exactly; his father Saul was the first and had yet to establish the succession. He knew he was not the loud confident warrior or the devout visionary the captains and the priests sought. The prophet Samuel would greet him kindly but only casually as he passed by. He thought perhaps he would marry a minor Egyptian princess, or maybe a Moabite, and solidify some political alliances. The final morning that Goliath threatened the Israelites with his booming, mocking laugh, Jonathan wasn’t on the battlefield.  His horse had been lamed the previous afternoon and he was staying with her, soothing her as the hostler worked.  And so he missed the moment when the eighth and youngest son of Jesse stepped forward to challenge the giant and end a war.  

It was several days later, at the second banquet, when Jonathan finally got a look at the shepherd hero: a kid barely finished puberty, just a few red hairs clinging stubbornly to his upper lip. Jesse’s son was short and stocky and grinning up at Jonathan, surrounded by platters and platters of food. “This is really great and all,” said David, offering Jonathan some olives, “but to be honest, what I really want for lunch is some goat cheese on slightly stale bread.”  “And a boulder to sit on and some blades of grass to whistle between your hands?” Jonathan asked, feeling lightheaded.   “Yeah!” David said, his eyes brightening.  ”You know where I could find them?”  And Jonathan looked at David’s eager face and looked and looked at it until he was full to bursting.  ”We’ll slip out the back when the next song starts,” he said slowly.  ”Let me show you the way.”

*drags face*

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