@ki-shoshana just went and yemach shemo'd her ex boyfriend....
She went for his life. She went for his grandkids seven generations down. She went hard.

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@ki-shoshana just went and yemach shemo'd her ex boyfriend....
She went for his life. She went for his grandkids seven generations down. She went hard.
Selma Blair rocked a cane at the Oscar’s and I am so damn proud of the representation. She’s kicking ass for her first public appearance since her MS diagnosis.
This woman is a source of unstoppable courage and strength. Showing up is hard. Owning your illness is hard. Doing that and being in the public spotlight is even harder.
I may run a frum blog, and I wouldn't normally go for celeb post that aren't related to tznius, but this is worth the share.
I struggle daily to present myself and make sure that I outshine my illness, and I only pray that I can be half the rockstar that Selma is.
Beyond that, Hashem should just bring Moshiach now so we can be rid of all these hardships and illnesses.
Unpopular opinion
I have a really hard time likeing Meilech Kohn's music.
🤷♀️
(I already know @ki-shoshana is gonna fight me on this one.)
*It's A Small World playing distantly in the background*
@becoming-balabusta and I keep each other updated with our manicures to see where we’ll end up after 120
Also I didn’t get an outdated French mani, it’s OPI’s Bubble Bath but only with 2 coats so it’s sheer (aka aidel)
As for me, I go with the deep dark black in the winter because why not. 🤷♀️
I'm okay with giving up my olam haba for three weeks of being a pritzus maidel.
Little {shidduchim} Kvetch
Does there ever come a point in singledom where your heart doesn't feel like it got stabbed every time someone gets engaged? I hate that I feel that way, I am genuinely happy for those who got engaged, but man if it doesn't make me want to climb into bed and eat a bunch of chocolate and cry.
Okay, kvetch over, carry on.
@ki-shoshana and I have been (haphazardly) trying to say nishmas kol chai for eachother for 40 days for a week now. We’re ready for the brachos whenever you are @Hashem.
Bring
It
On
🙌
Update:
@ki-shoshana and I actually suck at this. We may actually have to start visiting kevers and gadolim for these brachos because... we are never gonna finish Nishmas.
🤦♀️🤷♀️😒
i might be making wild generalizations here but i’ve noticed that whenever i’m on the phone with a more orthodox leaning jew, they tend to not say goodbye at the end of the call
is this a Thing and if so, why? again this might just be my weird experiences and it’s not actually a Thing
Although there is a saying that “chasidim never say goodbye,” I haven’t noticed that being taken to that kind of literal level when it comes to phone calls. Unless you mean that they don’t say the actual word “goodbye” but rather some other type of farewell expression - e.g. a lot of people will say “kol tuv” or “be well” or “speak soon” or something like that. Which I’d say is a cultural thing but not davka a conscious avoidance of “goodbye.”
Lol who even says goodbye?? If a frum guy doesn’t end the phone call with “shkoyaaaach, kol tuv… *abrupt hangup*” …… did the phone call even happen?
@ki-shoshana: What is this whole inyan about anyways?
Me: It's basic applied Chassidus.
@ki-shoshana: Thanks, I hate it.
Happy Chanukah!
May the lights of the menorah be the lights that lead us out of golus, and may this year be one filled with light.
Happy Chanukah!
May the lights of the menorah be the lights that lead us out of golus, and may this year be one filled with light.
PSA: If you are Jewish and you need a menorah and candles, contact your nearest Chabad house and they will give you one for free or at most extremely cheap.
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People have already dug up and begun circling this post again for this year, but here it is again.
Another thing! If you live in a college dorm that has a policy against candles being lit in the rooms, and you want to light a menorah for Chanukah, seek out help advocating yourself from your local Chabad, Hillel, or other assorted Jewish organization. They know how to deal with this stuff and will help you work on a compromise with school officials. You have a right to celebrate Chanukah.
Hey, do you know that feeling of hitching up a long skirt so you don’t fall on your face when walking upstairs, and then you immediately become a wretched yet resolute Jane Austen character? It’s a universal thing, right?
It’s like resting a laundry basket against your hip and suddenly you’re a long-suffering peasant woman, wondering if you’ll survive the winter.
a shawl wrapped around the shoulders and you’re wandering the moors in a Brönte novel, feeling melancholic
Looking out the window at the rain and you’re a love-stricken newlywed wondering when your husband will return from the war.
Long skirt billowing behind you while to go down the stairs, you’re a proper Lady in a flowing ball gown being introduced at a fancy social function.
Hair blowing in the wind and suddenly you’re hovering on a cliff by the sea, staring out into the waves and praying your merchant husband will return from his voyage across the ocean
Hood up against the rain and wind and you’re a medieval abbess defying the weather and travelling on foot with your people to find a place to establish a new community.
Wiping your hands on your apron and you’re an 18th century kitchen girl rushing to let in the delivery boy you secretly love.
@ki-shoshana and I have been (haphazardly) trying to say nishmas kol chai for eachother for 40 days for a week now. We're ready for the brachos whenever you are @Hashem.
Bring
It
On
🙌
My mood the entire cruise:
I am the shlucha of the sea. I am single handedly bringing kiddusha to the middle of the ocean.
I am Chabad of the middle of the Atlantic🙇♀️