Author: musiclily88

I have been told that I am a CUTE PERVERT. Mostly, though, I'm a bisexual witch-slash-mermaid-slash-cloud of chaos. Honestly, I typically refer to myself as a human trash heap with delusions of grandeur. "Take me or leave me; or, as is the usual order of things, both." — Dorothy Parker

ignigeno:

thegreateyebrows:

ignigeno:

harryandlouisarehappilystrong:

evenstarsinthesky:

WHAT

WHAT

Ok so some fun facts here. Those are military shoulder straps. Most modern uniforms use them to affix epaulets that show rank to.

However their original use was to hold ammo bags, bayonets, and other military gear in place while it was slung over your shoulder.

The reason they show up on so many commercial jackets these days is because a lot of fashion designs have their roots in military uniform designs.

arracheuse:

ladyeowyn:

so metropolitan museum of art has a register of books they’ve published that are out of print and that you can download for free! they’re mostly books on art, archeology, architecture, fashion and history and i just think that’s super useful and interesting so i wanted to share! you can find all of the books available here!

There is some awesome stuff available!

Kerry James Marshall

Dangerous Beauty: Medusa in Classical Art

Marcel Breuer: Bauhaus Tradition, Brutalist Invention

The Written Image: Japanese Calligraphy and Painting

Peruvian Featherworks: Art of the Precolombian Era

The Essential Art of African Textiles

Raqqa Revisited: Ceramics of Ayyubid Syria

Art, Biology, and Conservation: Biodeterioration of Works of Art

Warriors of the Himalayas: Rediscovering the Arms and Armor of Tibet

randomwrittenwords:

writing-prompt-s:

You are a Cupid that shoots arrows at people with low self-esteem to help them love themselves more. Describe a typical day for you.

A boy passed me by on the street
And as he walked tears fell at his feet
It wasn’t long before he had himself collected
Only to walk some more and be rejected

“Oh boy, can’t you see
That what you can be
Will set your heart
Free?”

Well, you surely didn’t, that I know
So it was up to me to show
I pointed my arrows at your heart so sore
For you to love yourself,  a little more.