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Easy Skjoldeham Medieval Hood
I’ve posted this elsewhere, but I’m trying to get all my tutorials/rants on ONE PLACE on the internet, so I’m re-posting it here.
Hello, nerdfriends! Today we’re making a simple hood. This particular hood pattern will keep you warm, shield your eyes, and jazz up your kit without much effort, AND it’s based on history! A body from about the 11th century was found in the Skjoldehamn bog in Norway wearing this style of hood.
The Skjoldehamn body was quite small— probably a slender lady— and we’ve found that this hood isn’t ideal for people with very broad shoulders. The hood fits Alric here very well, but you’re a super-burly dude, you might do better with a pattern that puts the gores at the sides, like the Sunnfjord hood. Materials for the Hood
For this hood, you’ll need: —1/2 yard of outside (“shell”) fabric. Pick something warm. I used wool. (Sorry for the ugly pic edit– you really only need ½ yard!) —1/2 yard of inside (“lining”) fabric. Pick something soft enough to go next to your face. I used linen. —needle and thread (or a sewing machine) —pins —shears —a ruler —chalk/marking pen for fabric Cut Your Pieces
First, cut out your pieces. There are only three parts to this hood: the main ‘body’ of the hood, plus two square ‘gores,’ which add width to the hem. From both the lining and the shell fabric, you’ll cut: —one 18” x 46” body panel —two 8” x 8” gores Prepare the body panel
The shell and the lining are assembled separately, so for the first couple steps, it’ll look like you’re making two separate hoods: one out of your shell fabric, and one of your lining. You’ll join them together at the face-opening later. Trim a 1” x 8” rectangle away from both edges of one side of the body panel. This side will be the front of the hood. Cutting this notch will make it easier to sew the gore in. Sew the First Edge of the Gore
Pin one edge of each gore to the body panel, wrong sides together, like this, and stitch. Make sure to put the gores on opposite sides of the hood!
Fold down the other edge of the hood’s body and stitch it to the other edge of the gore. You’ll sew the back of the hood all the way up, but you’ll only sew the front gore to the notch. If this doesn’t make sense, look at the next picture. Repeat with your lining fabric. Yay! You should now have two hood-shaped pieces, one made out of lining fabric, one made out of the shell.
Flip the shell hood so it’s right side out. Pull the lining, right-side-in, over the shell. The “right” sides of both layers should now be facing each other. Pin around the face opening, then sew these two layers together. Topstitch, Hem, and You’re Done!
Pull the lining away from the shell until everything is right-side-out. The lining and the shell will only be connected at the face hole. Iron this seam. Tuck the lining inside the shell. Iron this edge until it looks nice, then topstitch the edge so the lining won’t creep out of the face-hole when you wear it. To hem the bottom, match the lining to the shell, pinning at the points of the gores and at the seams to make sure everything lines up. Baste the lining to the shell at the hem. The raw/cut edge will still be visible– this is just to keep the two layers from shifting around in the next step. Because the two layers are now tacked together, you’ll now treat your bottom hem like it’s just one layer. Turn the hem up twice and topstitch to hem. If your shell fabric is bulky, use a bias tape or a self-fabric facing so the fold won’t be too thick. If you’re not bothered by bulk, just fold the hem up twice to the inside and stitch it down. Variations and Other Ideas
Hooray, you made a hood! Look how happy you’ve made Alric! :D Now that you’ve managed your first one, you might be interested in exploring some fun variations: —round off the points of the gores for a different look —cut the hem into interested “dagged” shapes —make the hood reversible: stitch the lining hem to the shell hem during step 6, leaving a gap for your hand, then turn and press —round off the back of the hood, or add a long “liripipe” tail Thanks for reading! Let me know if you’ve made a hood!
The Basics of Victorian Mourning and Identifying Authentic Mourning Attire
A couple of days ago, I reblogged a post that identified a bunch of black Victorian bodices as mourning attire, and explained how the bodices in the picture were more than likely NOT mourning attire. When you’re looking at morbid victorian shit and thinking of buying some, you really really really have to know what you’re looking at because a lot of unscrupulous (or sometimes genuinely ignorant) sellers will identify a black garment or piece of hair jewelry as for mourning or a photograph as post-mortem so they can sell it at a higher price than they would get otherwise. Luckily, if you know your shit, you can identify this false advertising and avoid getting duped.
First of all, just because it’s black absolutely DOES NOT mean it was for mourning. Black was actually a very popular color to wear back then just as it is today simply because it’s universally flattering and it hides stains and dirt pretty well, and, damn, it just looks good! Extant mourning garments are extremely rare, and often come as part of an ensemble with all the correct mourning accessories (more on that later). The vast majority of extant black Victorian garments on the market are regular every day wear. So much so that if you come across a black garment that doesn’t have the corresponding accessories or some kind of documentation explicitly defining it as mourning, you should assume it’s just a regular garment.
Mourning was a much more complicated practice than a lot of people realize. Imagine: an immediate family member dies. You have to go out and either dye ALL of your clothes black or just straight out buy a new all-black wardrobe. THEN six months later, you enter a NEW stage of mourning, so you once again have to go get MORE new garments for the second stage. THEN you have to get more stuff for half-mourning. Simply put, it’s a very very expensive and impractical practice, and you need the means to do it properly, so it tended to be more of a practice of the upper classes, and middle classes who aspired to be like them.
Of course, this is all only if you’re a woman. Mourning for men meant wearing a black arm band or hat band and maybe toning down the way you dress a little bit, but it didn’t go farther than that. The ideal Victorian woman stayed at home, tending to her gentle crafts and caring for her family. This expectation of course completely ignores the fact that working-class Victorian women often had no choice but to work, and middle class women who couldn’t hire a bevy of servants had a load of grueling household chores to do on her own on top of taking care of the kids and doing all the cooking. So when I talk about Victorian ideals, I’m talking about ideals that could only be achieved by women of means.
Nationality is also an issue here. Although the practice had been around in various forms long before her, Queen Victoria codified the standards of mourning in the years after the death of Prince Albert on December 14, 1861. The date is very important here, because this is when the United States was elbows-deep in the beginning of the Civil War. European women strove to be like the grand queen, and American women did, too, but it’s very very very hard to do the full practice of mourning at a time when resources are scarce and pretty much everyone has lost one or more close family members. Mourning was actually banned in parts of the South because it put such a strain on resources and morale. Because of this, mourning was never as popular in the US as it was in Europe. Gone With The Wind actually has a pretty good depiction of how it all worked, but I don’t want to get into it because that would take too long.
Mourning was usually divided into three stages: first, or deep mourning, second mourning, and then half-mourning.
Deep mourning was worn in the months immediately after the death of a family member, and its rules were the strictest. Because of this, deep mourning clothes are the easiest to identify. Dresses should be made out of any non-lustrous material. A specific kind of pebbly material called crape was the most popular material, although other matte fabrics like taffeta or moire could also be used. Shiny stuff like stain and velvet was a no-no. Because it was used exclusively in mourning wear, crape is actually the only indisputable way to identify a mourning garment without the accessories or documentation.
Aside from the matter fabric, deep mourning dresses had ONLY black with no white or colored accessories. Decoration, frills, and lace were minimal, nothing sparkly or fluffy. Jewelry was minimal, usually limited to memorial jewelry (which I’ll get into in its own post) or small pieces made of jet, gutta percha, or other black materials.
The biggest indicator of mourning wasn’t just the black dress, it’s the accessories that go with it. The give-away of mourning is the veil, which can go from reaching down the back to reaching all the way to the floor and is often opaque, to hide the widow from the world. Actually a practical thing to wear when you’re ugly crying and don’t want to wear makeup. Veils were a popular accessory for Victorian woman, and a lot of them were black, but mourning veils were unique in that they were long, opaque, and attached to black bonnets with no excess decoration.
If you see a picture of a woman in a plain black dress and she’s not wearing this tell-tale veil, chances are, she’s just wearing a black dress and isn’t in mourning, again UNLESS you have documentation stating “this picture was taken several months after the death of a family member, when the subject was in mourning.” This is another thing shitty antique dealers do, take pictures of women in dark dresses and say “she’s in mourning!” If she’s got gold jewelry, colored flowers in her bonnet, and isn’t wearing that long black veil (or if the veil is short, cute, and lacy), she’s not in mourning.
Not only would her veil be black, everything else would be black, her shoes, her gloves, her parasol, even her handkerchiefs, ALL OF IT would be specially made for mourning, and black. This is where the difference between what’s mourning and what’s not mourning can be really porous. Just like you can wear a nice black dress to a funeral, a job interview, and on a date, black garments could go back and forth and be repurposed. While there were generally-agreed to rules for what mourners wore and how they should behave, there were no hard and fast official rules for how fancy was too fancy, and quite a lot of it came down to personal taste.
After deep mourning came second mourning, where the restrictions were lifted somewhat. Beading, ruffles, lace, and white collars and cuffs were acceptable, and the veil could be lighter and shorter. Shiny fabrics were acceptable. Minimal, not-too-flashy pieces of jewelry could be worn. After the death of Prince Albert, Queen Victoria wore second mourning for the rest of her life, and many older widows followed her example.
Finally, came half-mourning, which is the hardest to identify without documentation. White, grey, and purple were all acceptable, and veils were often forgone. Because of this, confirmable examples of half-mourning are really, really, really rare, because it was the first step into returning to a life outside of mourning, and almost always requires explicit documentation to confirm.
So there you have it. Not all sellers of antique clothes are shitty and trying to push a regular black garment as mourning, but a lot of them are. I hate to sound elitist but fancier, higher-end sellers tend do be more accurate and honest about what they’re selling because when you reach that higher-end market, you’re dealing with people who know what the fuck they’re looking for and are willing to pay a thousand dollars for an antique dress as long as it’s the real deal. For your average schmo selling a hundred dollar bodice on ebay or in a cheap antique mall, it’s very much buyer beware, you get what you pay for. For real, when it comes to antiques, the good shit’s expensive. If you want to buy an inexpensive black Victorian garment because you think it’s cool and you want to start your own antique fashion collection, go for it, just don’t get tricked into thinking it’s mourning.
Here’s my personal list of reputable sellers:
Augusta Auctions (US)
Whitaker Auctions (US)
Antique Dress (US)
Vintage Textile (US)
Kerry Taylor Auctions (UK)
Thierry de Maigret (France)
It’s by no means comprehensive but they’ll get you going in the right direction.
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Just finished this commission for @lurfybroch of our characters from a campaign in World of Darkness TTRPG setting. It was so much fun to work on! I couldn’t choose which version I liked better, so there are two.
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building on orianne’s amazing posts from last night while i was imprisoned in a theater watching one of the worst musicals i have ever seen, here are some sokka & ty lee solidarity hangouts!!!
they have a book club. one month they read totality and infinity and the next month they read where the wild things are. they discuss every book very seriously, and sometimes they have passive-aggressive sniping fits about their different views
they go on a week-long camping trip and they’re just high out of their minds the entire time. they have joint hallucinations of purple platypus bears singing to them about their own futures. it’s lit
while they are outside the fire nation for a few months, they conspire to grow their hair weird and swap hairstyles to confuse poor face-blind zuko when they go back to visit him. sokka discovers he really enjoys how cute he feels with a braid. and with an undercut, ty lee is positively drowning in pussy
they have weird and passionate competitions that no one else understands. who can be a vegetarian for longer? (ty lee wins.) who can get more phone numbers at this lesbian bar? (sokka wins.) who can tie more cherry stems into knots using only their tongue? (ty lee wins, and she’s indignant that sokka even challenged her.) who can come up with a funnier thing to say to azula that deeply wounds her poor fascist feelings? (they only raise that idea as a joke, and don’t actually go through with it because it feels mean-spirited, but ty lee had a doozy ready to go.)
they host late-night horror-movie marathons and invite mai and toph. however, while ty lee and sokka plan these with great enthusiasm, they quickly get bogged down in the plot holes and bad cgi. they can never enjoy the movies once they realize that the characters would have locked that door, or that the strange crow-human-hybrid with an unrecognizable accent is looking the wrong way when she’s supposed to be interacting with a bunch of crows
although, strictly speaking, they have never experienced attraction to one another (outside of the general sapiosexual game-recognize-game of it all), they gamely try to gift suki the gift of a threesome for her birthday. but suki’s like “ew, you’re like sisters!” and they’re both immediately like “oh THAT’S what it is”
they find a set of weird prints in the snow that keeps appearing day after day. they spend four full days trying to identify it, following different animals around and even breaking out the magnifying glass hat. on the fifth day, they’re ready to pull an all-nighter in the trees and watch that path all night. but then zuzu walks by just as they’re starting to climb the tree. turns out it’s the new heels zuzu bought for his drag show, which he’s been making a massive fuss about all week long.
for some reason that is quickly forgotten, they believe katara’s new boyfriend is bisexual. or maybe they just want to wind up their favorite homophobe by making her believe that for a day. either way, they tell her they prove it by the end of the day. first they give him a makeover, which he sits pleasantly through because he’s a people-pleaser. then they take him to see zuzu’s drag show. he behaves. then they invite him to come party with them at a club called Chaps and he agrees to come along. by this point katara breaks down in tears that she has lost another man to “the lifestyle.” ironically, after all this, it couldn’t be more clear to ty lee and sokka that the man is a heterosexual
they go to pop music concerts together and make friends with a group of tiny little girls who are standing on their seats to see better. they allow the children to sit on their shoulders. this causes severe distress to the fans sitting behind them, but it’s too cute to argue with!
speaking of irony, they “ironically” go to a football game, thinking it’ll be fun to see what straight guys like. ty lee tosses her hair a lot and asks the group of men next to them a bunch of questions about what the numbers on the floor mean. the guys answer all of ty lee’s questions immediately, of course, but when they start asking her about her own life, sokka slides an arm around her to ward off any flirting. the men grumble and move seats. once the area around them is clear, they start drinking. and once she’s drunk, ty lee discovers she is very invested in this game. mathematically and physically, she declares, “everyone who’s ever been tackled is an idiot.” sokka realizes that she’s right: the plays they keep executing on the field are stupid from a geometrical standpoint. by now they are fully wasted and very invested in improving this game. they proceed to draw better plays on their own hands. then they get on their feet and start jumping in the air, waving their annotated palms at the players to get them to play better goddamnit
the morning after the football game, they are too hungover to function, so they lay on the couch moaning and pleading with someone, anyone, to please make them tea. instead toph kicks them in the head.
do you think Suki ever uses the “you burned down my village” card to get Zuko to do shit for her
Zuko: I can’t pass legislation that quickly Suki
Suki: but you’re the Fire Lord
Zuko: yeah but I can’t legalise weed overnight
Suki: wow Zuko. you’re really. burning down my dreams
Zuko:
Suki: it’s almost like
Zuko: suki
Suki: it’s just it reminds me of the time
Zuko: suki please
Political alignment chart
In order from left to right: Sam, Merry, Frodo, Pippin
One can’t decide whether to join the Bard’s College or the Thieves Guild.
One will just have to weigh the prose and the cons.
*loads crossbow*
Item: Puppy Of Infinite Dust
Fun and good thing to say to a mad gamer in their video game who is YELLING: “hey buddy its okay. its just a fun toy. We’re just playing with a fun toy together, okay?”
Y’all laugh, one time I told a guy on Reddit “It’s ok that you didn’t like the movie” about Star Wars and I have never seen someone get SO mad SO fast
Being nice to nerds is like spraying red musk into the eyes of a furious bull
Pointless LOTR headcanon of the day: Frodo & Merry both take after their mothers, meaning Frodo looks more like a Brandybuck than a Baggins and Merry looks more like a Took. This is a constant source of petty contention.
(Pippin meanwhile absolutely takes after his father & is the most Tookish looking)
Merry: call me a Took one more time
Gandalf: if it looks like a Took and acts like a Took it’s a Took
Merry: I will END you
Gandalf is the only nonhobbit in the fellowship who understands the minutiae of Took Vs Brandybuck Vs Baggins rivalry & he delights in it, everyone else baffled
Frodo: look it’s perfectly simple. The Brandybucks don’t like the Tooks because they play golf and think they’re better than everyone because they occasionally go on adventures. The Tooks don’t like the Brandybucks because they live on the wrong side of the river and like boats. And nobody likes the Bagginses because they’re annoying.
Aragorn: are you… Including yourself in that
Frodo: I said what I said.
Frodo: now the Bagginses don’t like the Brandybucks OR the Tooks because they’re highly disrepectable but also richer than they are. And as far as a lot of the Bagginses are concerned I’m a Brandybuck because I grew up in Buckland and I have the Brandybuck Profile
Merry: which just means he’s not pug-ugly
Frodo: quite.
Aragorn: this is all ridiculous. Keep going.
Gandalf: Hm now I wouldn’t say UGLY but… every Baggins I’ve ever met has been perfectly Round or perfectly Square… There is no middle ground.
Gimli, baffled: Frodo isn’t round OR square
Merry: that’s because he has the Brandybuck profile
Gimli: so… Is he a Brandybuck…
Merry: ABSOLUTE not
Frodo: slander!! I’m a Baggins how dare you
Pippin: was your father a Round Baggins or a Square Baggins
Frodo: my father… Was the ROUNDEST Baggins who ever lived… A perfect Sphere of hobbit…
Well I haven't been writing a novel during nanowrimo, but I have written fanfiction where 14-year-old Asha Greyjoy is directly responsible for her brother Maron's death. So you tell me if that's so bad.
me: that’s it i’m definitely going to get some writing done today
something distracting that isn’t writing:
Hey do y'all fucks remember two years ago when just before the election all these “don’t vote both parties are bad” or “vote independent!” Posts were going around and then Trump won and now two weeks before midterms there’s all these “don’t bother voting, revolution is the only way!” And “your vote isn’t gonna matter and is an ineffective way to protest” posts are going around? Yeah knock that shit right the fuck off, don’t fall for it and get your ass to the polls, we are not doing this again.
“Remember when people didn’t vote bc they said there was no difference between Hillary and Trump, and now there are child concentration camps” (Zack Bornstein)
“I know voting can be a pain in the ass, so just pretend like, if you don’t vote, children will be ripped from the arms of a parent who crawled across a desert to give them a better life and put in cages.” (Laurie Kilmartin)
We now KNOW FOR A FACT that Russian writers were paid to study US politics and make posts on social media to influence the election. We know FOR A FACT this happened ON TUMBLR. There is every reason to believe that’s still happening: State Dept. Was Granted $120 Million to Fight Russian Meddling. It Has Spent $0
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Right now, if you want to continue to have a democracy, the only thing that matters is eliminating Republican majorities, everywhere. That means voting for Democrats. It truly doesn’t matter how you feel about the Democratic party. Right now, your choices are between Republican despots who are taking away citizens’ right to vote in every way they can manage– or Democrats, who still want you to have a say in your government. It’s up to you, this year. By 2020, if Republicans have their way, it may not be up to us anymore.