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Kinmy Walters, from her new book, Uptalk
Meticulously-Stitched Embroideries Sculpt Fuzzy Woodland Creatures with Thread
In Iceland, books are exchanged on Christmas Eve, and you spend the rest of the night reading. People generally take their books to bed along with some chocolate. How cozy and wonderful does that sound? (More fun facts: Iceland publishes more books per capita than any other country, and new books are typically published only during the Christmas season—the frenzy is called Jólabókaflóð, or the Christmas Book Flood.)
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I think I found a new tradition…
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I was privileged to read an early galley of Cherie Priest’s debut novel, “Four and Twenty Blackbirds.” Cherie is a Livejournaller who syndicated her lush, gothic novel on her LJ, where it was discovered by an editor from Tor and published. Four and Twenty Blackbirds is a genuinely scary...
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there is not one search term here that isn’t magical
i know ive reblogged this before at least twice but i decided to read through the entire thing this time and im in pain from how hard i am laughing please forgive me
If I ever stop reblogging this call EMS immediately.
I’m torn between “did a ghost do my taxes,” “are there fraggles in my body,” “who is solar system,” “cant see legs,” and is sarah palan made of crab meat.” Any one of them could be a Chip Zdarsky tweet.
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I think I might have broken my finger reblogging this.
EVERYONE TAKE A MINUTE TO JUST APPRECIATE THE FACT THAT DONALD GLOVER EXISTS AND KNOWS WHAT THE FUCK IS UP
Fragile Future III by Studio Drift
Sculptural light fixtures made of bronze, LED’s, and real dandelion seeds that were meticulously picked by hand and then connected one by one to the lights.
Prudence Farrow modeling for Biba.
Just like Theodore Twombly in "Her." (Wrote about a weird job I once had, for The Awl)
Good, strange things happen when you get a group of women together with no itinerary and no pressure. Man Repeller-type fashions flourished — from weird cat T-shirts to a baggy nightgown my friend referred to as “the boner-killer.” Other women wore their sexiest bathing suits and brightest lipstick. I saw a lot of body hair, and I’m talking less about on-trend bush than I am about furry calves. The kitchens, bathrooms, and other common areas were always clean and tidy because every woman pulled her own weight. (Anyone who has taken a mixed-gender ski trip with knows who’s most likely to be found cleaning up after dinner and who’s already in the hot tub with a cocktail.) We could do all of these things without wondering if we’d be perceived as sexless matrons or attention whores, without worrying if we were succumbing to stereotype, without harping on others to pitch in and do their part for the group.
Why It’s Worth Banishing Men Once in Awhile - NYmag.com (via annfriedman)
181 dog breeds in a single chart from Pop Chart Lab, masters of illuminating and entertaining infographics.
Pair with the fascinating story of how dogs became dogs and this animated history of evolution, which explains the existence of breeds.
We were never tragedies. We were emergencies. You call 9 – 1 – 1. Tell them I’m having a fantastic time.
Buddy Wakefield
An early Tomorrowland attraction was Monsanto’s House of the Future, made entirely of plastic. It had the requisite picture phone and other Jetsonsonian appliances, but the most-talked-about feature was the microwave oven. “Nobody believed you could bake a potato in three minutes,” Years later, when Disneyland tried to tear down the plastic house, the wrecking ball just bounced off.
Dagmar Freuchen-Gale and her second husband, Peter Freuchen.
Open Culture uncovers this fantastic photo of Virginia Woolf playing cricket with her sister, the celebrated artist Vanessa Bell, who illustrated some of Woolf’s books.
Woolf remembers:
Scenes, I note, seldom illustrate my relation with Vanessa; it has been too deep for ‘scenes’. Vanessa and I were both what we call tomboys; that is, we played cricket, scrambled over rocks, climbed trees, were said not to care for clothes and so on.
Until she was fifteen indeed, she was outwardly sober and austere, the most trustworthy, and always the eldest; sometimes she would lament her “responsibilities”. But beneath the serious surface … there burnt also the…passion for art. …Once I saw her scrawl on a black door a great maze of lines, with white chalk. “When I am a famous painter-” she began, and then turned shy and rubbed it out in her capable way…She was awkward as a long-legged colt.
Woolf, of course, was more than a tomboy.
Pair with this lovely children’s book about Woolf and Bell, then see Woolf’s witty family newspaper, which she created in collaboration with her nephews, Bell’s two teenage sons.