[frostedmagnolias]

Germaine Monteil Couture Polka Dot Silk Appliqué Bias-Cut Gown w/ Capelet

1930s

Timeless Vixen

[areweperfectlywhelmedyet]

PSA: Don’t buy a house built in 1889 unless you love vacuuming or have half a million dollars to basically completely renovate every inch of the place so it can be free of dust and bugs.

This brought to you by spending the last two hours cleaning a neglected closet without doors on it.

So much dust. So much laundry needed.

Also so many men’s clothes being donated to a shelter after the laundry is done because it’s all stuff Dude hasn’t worn in almost a decade and is in excellent condition. Just a lot of long-sleeve button downs that he only wore once or twice each to work functions.

And everything in there was dusty.

There were also some towels and linens stores in there. So everything needs to be stored in bins going forward. And we need to get doors for the closet.

[areweperfectlywhelmedyet]

Intrusive thoughts.

The thoughts are intrusive; not just intrusive, invasive. They plow through my peace and my happiness. They make me imagine a line on a non existent battlefield, a choice to fight or flee. Worse: that there is no fight, I must only flee.

And the thoughts make me think that they are actually my thoughts; my truths, my feelings.

They are not. I make my choices, I choose my feelings.

A zap of intrusive feelings in the brain is not a sign from a god I don’t believe in or some universal force.

It is an aberration, a symptom of physical changes in my body.

I am safe. I am loved. I create safety. I give love.

The intrusive thoughts are not the truth.

[areweperfectlywhelmedyet]

When the anxiety manifests in thoughts that just amplify the anxiety a hundredfold and I’m trying to fight through it by remembering that post I saw going around a bit ago about intrusive thoughts being an animal in an enclosure chewing on their leg.

I need to stop chewing on my leg!

[h4nifah]

sorry im not giving into the cutting out sweet treats propaganda. life is hard enough

[cleolinda]

Brenda Fricker: Oscar-wining Irish actress dies at 81

She won for her role in 1989 film My Left Foot and had well-loved parts in Home Alone 2 and TV's Casualty.

Irish actress Brenda Fricker, who won an Oscar for her role in 1989 film My Left Foot and had well-loved parts in Home Alone 2 and TV's Casualty, has died at the age of 81.

Fricker won the Oscar for best supporting actress in 1990 for playing Daniel Day-Lewis's on-screen mother in My Left Foot.

She played nurse Megan Roach in the BBC's Casualty from 1986, making her final appearance in 2010; and was the Central Park pigeon lady in 1992's Home Alone sequel.

In a statement, her agent Phil Belfield said: "We will never see her like again and the world is lesser for the lack of her."

[areweperfectlywhelmedyet]

I was listening to a “90s essentials” playlist on the way to the office today and I’m proud to report that I still know all the words to both No Scrubs and All Star.

[thepromiscuousfinger]

[boymounter]

my dad bought a cnc and is going wild

[boymounter]

[areweperfectlywhelmedyet]

I had to look in the reblogs to see what the sexual meaning of cnc is. I’m not sure why, but that feels like a win for me? Maybe it means I’m not too Terminally Online?

[angelicguy]

i bet girls hated it in 1902 cuz you would constantly go on dates w guys who are working on an invention to present at the world fair

[iamaine]

repeating this to myself as a list of daily affirmations

[depsidase]

[areweperfectlywhelmedyet]

Apparently a few years ago I put one of my fountain pens away without cleaning it. So it is just completely crusted with dried ink.

I’ve had it soaking in a glass of water for like 24 hours and I keep emptying the water and rinsing and refilling and the nib keeps leaching ink.

Luckily it’s a cheaper/not fancy pen, just a Lamy Safari and wasn’t one of my favorites.

And that brand also requires their own proprietary ink converter, you can’t use one of the cheaper, universal converters, which I think is why I stopped using it.

My favorite pen is a Monteverde and I have no idea which model it is because the model name has worn off the side of the cap! But it’s heavier and metal and I love it! And the universal converters work with it.

I also have a Sailor brand pen that Erstwhile BFF gave me that was like $800! She had a couple and it wasn’t her favorite so I got it as a hand-me-down years ago. Although it’s insane to me that it was $800 because it’s just made of plastic!

But it is a big fat nib with a really fast flow, so it’s super satisfying to write with. You just go through ink super fast, though.

[shutyourmoustache]

Her confidence is up to HERE.

[whos-this-lisa-person]

Her face says it all.

[pelicanhypeman]

“Auntie” is retired WNBA player DR. CHANTEL TREMITIERE. For the record.

[pelicanhypeman]

so this post kind of never stops going around, today it got reblogged with this fantastic tag:

my dude she is 56 😭

[areweperfectlywhelmedyet]

[rogerchaffee]

July 16th, 1969 - Neil Armstrong, Buzz Aldrin, & Michael Collins set off for the moon, arriving there 3 days later. Over 1 million people watched the launch in Florida. A total of about 400,000 people worked to make this mission a success.

Happy Apollo 11 Launch Day!

[innerchildabortionclinic]

they should give you the option to unblock in these circumstances. just to see the drama unfold

[areweperfectlywhelmedyet]

I decided to listen to some old school Mariah Carey on the drive to work today and wasn’t prepared for hearing One Sweet Day and having tears running down my face while it was playing.

A girl in my class died our sophomore year in a car crash, and maybe this song was played during a memorial assembly or something? It would have come out a couple years before that.

Because it just triggered a deep wave of almost nostalgic sadness???

She wasn’t really a friend of mine, but she was a friend of a friend I wasn’t super close with anymore by sophomore year, so it wasn’t a real personal loss, anymore than just being a teen and having a classmate pass feels really close to home, I guess.

But maybe the song is just that good, that it will make you cry, no matter what.

Also I can remember the music video SO CLEARLY, just footage of Mariah and Boyz2Men in the recording studio.

The 90s were such a heyday of music videos.