why do nice girls always go for the assholes i dont even like pegging
No. Just. NO. I am so sick of this bullshit stereotype being both perpetuated AND played out. No.
Saying nice girls go with the assholes is the biggest stereotype in relationships of all time
Four Redesigns I did for She Has No Head’s new article by Kelly Thompson
The theme were characters that need a redesign.
My pal Kelly Thompson has an awesome post up this week with some redesigns of female costumes by Kris Anka and Meredith McLaren. Above are Anka’s design for Raven, Harley Quinn, Starfire and Emma Frost. Go take a look. Sadly the comments more than meet internet commenting standards.
Harley, Raven and Starfire are fantastic, but while Emma’s costumes tend to be a turn off to me, I just can’t see her as a character who would cover up. If she did, I can’t see it as anything less than a very chic, form fitting body suit. With SOME skin showing. Lady turns into a giant diamond, why would she hide that?
Has anyone made a videogame where you’re a princess locked at the top of a tower and have to fight your way down to ground level? Because dang.
Like, think about it: you’re given this nice little room and no objectives at all and when you open the door the guard says ‘stay in there’ so you wait and nothing happens and you open the door again and try and walk out and the guard pushes you back in and says things like ‘you’re our prisoner’ and ‘where are you going, you’re stuck here’ and ‘are you trying to meet your prince? he won’t ever get up THIS high’ and ‘get back inside before I get mad’. But you can pick up a vase of flowers, and you can swing it around. And the thing is all the guards are expecting the hero to be battling his way up, and all this one wimpy little guard at the top is posted to your room for is to push you back into your room, so you can smash him over the head because he’s just not expecting it, and then steal his weapons. And after that you find that the guards are always bigger and stronger than you—and they get bigger and stronger every level down—but you can generally manage to get the first shot in because they’re waiting for the hero, and you’re the princess. And maybe there’s puzzles and stuff too, but you have to solve them backwards, working your way along from end to start, because they’re all set up for the hero. And when you get the bottom and you have the fight of your life because the guards are massed up waiting for the hero, tons of them with awesome weapons and armor and spells and you think it’s the boss battle, but when they’re all dead and the final ground-level door is free to open the credits don’t roll. And you realize there must be one more fight outside the doors, too, before you’re free, so you equip the best armor and weapons and potions you can find and go outside and you fight this one huge lone badass man on a badass horse in the sunlight. Then he’s finally defeated, and lying in the grass, and his horse is yours, and the credits still aren’t rolling. And you look at his corpse and you see he’s got a locket on, and in that locket is a picture of your face.
And then you realize that that was the hero.
And then the credits roll.
So glad I decided to make my mock-up corset fully wearable. So far I have discovered that I like way more hip room, and quite a bit less up top, to take more time setting grommets after having one come loose this morning, that I definitely need more bones over the side curve because there’s a lot of compression going on there, a shorter busk would probably mean less poking myself in the legs, taller back/side pieces would mean a smoother line with less escaping squish, but most of all: this corset is actually pretty comfy now I’ve used proper boning channels and binding.
This is a great way to use pretty old books that are destined to be recycled and those wooden clementine crates that are hard to reuse. I also think this is a lovely option for sewing and craft rooms. Not every box needs to be a box. Check out the full how to at Sewing Barefoot.
Don’t know if anyone who follows my tumblr will be interested, but if you’ve ever wanted to do book-art stuff but haven’t got the heart to destroy a book: go to a library book sale. The shelves are regularly cleared of old books that are in otherwise perfect condition, and anything that can’t be sold or given away gets thrown in the recycling. In fact, if you ask really nicely, the library staff MIGHT just let you take some books from the recycling bin where books with minor damage get immediately thrown.
at monash university in melbourne the women’s department had a bake sale and cupcakes were one dollar for men and eighty cents for women and seventy cents for trans* people to represent the wage gap and heaps of guys kicked off about it being sexist and that’s how i finally understood how hypocritical and ignorant men’s rights activism is
to be fair that is pretty darn sexist… why cant stuff just be EQUAL for everyone?