#richards bespoke

[mensuited]

#richards bespoke #suit #tie #plaid #pocket square #handsome #sharp #style #sexy #suave #fashion #hunk #stud #tailor

[ricfreak]

Berlin Ukulele by Richard Heeres

#photography #collection #gas #love #ukulele #uke #heeres guitars #richard heeres #master luthier #bespoke #masterpiece #beauty #ukelove #ukulele collection

[rwrbmovie]

VOGUE: Taylor Zakhar Perez Is The Prince Of The Vogue World Red Carpet

It’s also the only theatre in the United Kingdom to have two royal boxes, which surely proved useful at Vogue World: London tonight, where Princesses Eugenie and Beatrice rubbed shoulders with Taylor Zakhar Perez (a man who is not technically blue-blooded but did act as the love interest of a fictional prince in Netflix’s Red, White and Royal Blue). Perez emerged on this evening’s red carpet in a louche, open-collared shirt with an undone waistcoat that first debuted in Daniel W Fletcher’s autumn/winter 2023 collection. As would be fitting for a Netflix romcom, the deliberate deshabillé of the ensemble made it look as though Perez had perhaps been caught in a moment of spontaneous passion. “I must confess to having watched Red, White and Royal Blue multiple times so I was thrilled when Taylor said he wanted to wear DWF for Vogue World: London,” the designer told Vogue. “Nicholas Galitzine (who plays Prince Henry) has been a regular in the collections so I’m hoping that makes me a good candidate to design some Red, White and Royal Blue wedding suits!” Fletcher continues: “The look is part of a collaboration with Huntsman of Savile Row and was inspired by something I found in their archive. I hope the prince would approve.” As for the actual royals, Beatrice and Eugenie attended Vogue World: London in bespoke Richard Quinn and aqueous Fendi gowns, respectively, both having been styled by Harry Lambert.

#rwrb movie #red white and royal blue #taylor zakhar perez #nicholas galitzine #cast #the boys #tzp #pls prime everyone wants a sequel #let him design the wedding suits

[sexhaver]

i love the dedication myself and other turbo-MTG-brain-damaged Johnnies have for theorycrafting bespoke game states involving Panglacial Wurm and nonreversible mana effects (usually Selvala, Explorer Returned or Chromatic Sphere) that would be unresolvable under the Comprehensive Rules, thus proving their fallibility, like theologicians asking the old "could God create a rock so heavy even He could not lift it" chestnut.

the crux of the issue here is that Selvala and other mana sources that move + reveal the top card of your library like Chromatic Sphere and Millikin are "nonreversible" because they reveal information from a hidden zone (your library). normally if an illegal game state arose for some reason, you can just reverse 99% of the possible actions in the game, but these guys are the exception (note the last sentence):

now this would be enough of a headache on its own, but then you add in Panglacial Wurm, notably the literal only card in the game that you can cast in the middle of searching your library. this, in turn, lets you activate mana abilities. including ones that interact with the top card of your library. the top card you can already see (but nobody else can), because you're in the middle of shuffling your library. and in the very likely event that some illegal game state arises (say you need 4 extra mana to cast the Wurm and Selvala only reveals 3 nonland cards), you explicitly CANNOT reverse these mana abilities.

you see the problem(s).

and it's a genuinely interesting line of questioning because as it turns out the main answers we (rules alchemists) get from judges boil down to "come on now, if this actually happened in a real game, the judge would know you created this situation on purpose while knowing how close it is to cheating and hand you a warning/game loss", which is more of an engineering answer than a mathematician answer imo. and then you start pressing the details further and end up in bizarre territory where you could be handed a warning/loss for "intentionally creating an illegal gamestate" when you try to cast Panglacial Wurm without enough mana because of Selvala, Explorer Returned RNG or even misplays like accidentally tapping Millikin for mana before Mul Daya Channelers, as described here. also a special shoutout to this thread:

they are doing things on MTGSalvation that Richard Garfield doesn't know about

[majestativa]

As she advanced, she appeared in all her majesty. […] The velvety black arcs of her eyebrows rose in perfect symmetry above a pair of eyes so bright that one had to avert one’s gaze as if looking at the sun; the line and faintly aquiline curve of her nose bespoke her royal race; against the pale gold of her face.

— Gérard de Nerval, Selected Writings, transl by Richard Sieburth, (1999)

#French #Gérard de Nerval #Selected Writings #Richard Sieburth #(1999)

[hydrolunamens]

Aim for My Mouth

The implicit shenanigans of S2E4 of Good Omens

The first viewing of The Hitchhiker (Nazi Zombie Flesheaters) confused me. I didn’t understand why the events of 1941 were unfolding the way they were - surely Crowley could find more whiskey to peddle? surely Mrs. H wouldn’t accept an understudy magician as a replacement for bootleg booze?? surely Aziraphale could have helped Crowley in some useful way rather than this silly stage performance??? (Also, zombies, really?)

But after viewing it several more times (yes I know I’m obsessed) this has become my favorite episode. It has a whole lot of what my nasty little heart desires from the Aziraphale/Crowley relationship, by which I mean a whole lot of implicit sexiness. I love the juxtaposition of this adorable story about our favorite ethereal/occult partners against the ridiculous zombie element - the zombies balance the tone so this does not feel exactly like a Richard Curtis film. Because if not for the exploits of hell and the undead, this episode would be more obviously the point in the romantic comedy where the main characters show the audience how good their chemistry is, making you itch to see them get together in the end.

The first thing to realize is that after Crowley rescues Aziraphale from the Nazis in the church, everything else that happens has been expressly planned out by Crowley in order to take Aziraphale on an amazing date, bespoke entirely to the angel’s whims and desires. One imagines Aziraphale has expressed disappointment at not being enough of a conjurer to visit the professional magic shop, so Crowley plots out this whole scenario to give the Angel the chance to actually perform, presenting the opportunity through a thin layer of “coincidence.” Sucks to be the magician who gets arrested for desertion, but the humans were probably going to do that sooner or later anyway, right? Why not simply fix it so it happens on the night Crowley knows he will meet up with Aziraphale? Chalk another one up for hell with that move too… which is another thing Crowley has to layer over this evening.

So at the theater the Angel is offered another temptation he simply can’t resist (and it’s not selfish at all! he’s helping his friend, not indulging in a fantasy, dontcha know) and now our beings are really dancing. This is where the sexiness ramps up… if you don’t count that moment in the car where Aziraphale asks Crowley if there’s anything he can do to return his favor, a line which is delivered like the flimsy setup of a scene in an adult film after the repairman fixes the housewife’s washing machine.

They go back to the shop, where they get to engage in a bit of roleplay and Crowley especially gets to live out a voyeur scenario while he watches Aziraphale perform. This voyeurism is humorously echoed by the zombies watching them too… again, if it weren’t for these zombies, we might go into insulin shock from how sweetly sexy this plot is. While Aziraphale shows off to Crowley, we learn another motive for why Crowley chose this particular activity for their big date night - he’s going to make Aziraphale forget all about this loser Professor Hoffman. Who got you on the west end stage, Angel? That’s right, your demon husband, not the mortal you were spending too much time with a decade ago.

Crowley starts letting his guard down in the shop scene, though he still has to put on a performance of his own as a “lonely American G.I.” to stay comfortable while he praises Aziraphale’s tricks. At least he can take off his glasses. He is really lavishing Aziraphale with words of affirmation (if Crowley’s love language is acts of service, Aziraphale’s is words of affirmation), and then he finally gets to suggest the big treat - visiting the exclusive magic shop, which he absolutely knows is just over the road as he sniffs and glances out the window. Like he’s asking his partner if he’s sure there’s nothing more in a box of chocolates in which he’s hidden a ring - which now as I’m writing it out, there’s definitely a point being made about a ring being used against them in this story.

Anyway, we get to the magic shop, and Aziraphale is absolutely giddy, to the point where he’s making sexy sounds over sets of rings (more rings!) and Crowley is basking in it. Throughout the whole scene, a snake statuette is sitting on the display case… forgive my absolutely filthy mind, but is this rising snake statue not a perfect symbol of the attraction Crowley is feeling right now?

Then Aziraphale finds the gun trick. Not only is shooting a gun a metaphor for dangerous sex, but we get a glimpse into Aziraphale’s hedonistic desires to try everything this world has to offer and Crowley’s lack of experience with explicit violence. This mutual surprise lights up their chemistry even brighter - Aziraphale couldn’t let himself be attracted to Crowley if Crowley actually hurt people (though he’s hanging onto that idea until Crowley finally tells him he’s never shot a gun) and Crowley wouldn’t be so interested in Aziraphale if he wasn’t just enough of a bastard to be worth knowing. (This also really screams to me that Aziraphale has probably had sex but Crowley has not, another dynamic I especially adore, but anyway)

Crowley did not expect the involvement of firearms in this grand gesture date, but he cannot resist Aziraphale’s enthusiasm, and agrees to do it as long as they stay safe. Which of course, they won’t. Though Crowley had taken some care to make sure this looks above board to both heaven and hell, this entire night is a wildly risky display of the partnership between him and Aziraphale.

When they actually get to the stage, the dramatic tension builds and builds - you can hear it especially in the music. Is it because they’re about to get caught? Yes, but damn if it doesn’t also feel a bit like the tension that builds before… release. I feel like there are a few lines that highlight the idea that this stage performance is a sex analogue. “Aim for my mouth but shoot past my ear” is both an innocent instruction and utterly debauched, and Crowley asking “I squeeze this bit here, do I not?” has the same double entendre feeling. Mrs. H shouting “Get on with it already!” feels like the Greek chorus of Good Omens fandom crying-screaming-throwing up over our desire to see these two smash. They are also the most human we’ve ever seen them in this scene, because their miracles have been blocked - and you know what humans get up to, right?

So Crowley aims, shows a lot of hesitation, they mouth things to each other, Aziraphale encourages him, and boom! Crowley shoots perfectly somehow (just good luck or proof of the special mojo he and Aziraphale have when they work together? Unclear) and everyone is elated, especially Crowley and Aziraphale. They did it! No paperwork! They can shoot at each other til kingdom come! Send out the sexy girls so these soldiers don’t notice they just watched two man-shaped beings smash!

Alas, we only get the briefest of afterglows as they’re hanging out (snuggling) backstage. Hell tramples in and spoils their moment, reminds them there are severe consequences to sexy little stage performances together, and Crowley is nearly ripped apart from Aziraphale forever - something Aziraphale is constantly anxious about anyway. Hell doesn’t send rude notes, you know. He’s always afraid of what hell will do to Crowley. Aziraphale perfectly performs the sleight of hand that saves them somehow (again, is it luck? Or is it their special powerful love magic?) and they get to retreat back to the safety of the bookshop.

Crowley has a bit of a jealous boyfriend moment where he tells Aziraphale to cut the magic act he learned from Prof Hoff (it still feels a little overly mean to me, but jealous boyfriends do be saying shit like that) and they talk to each other more intimately and directly than we usually see them talk. Of course, because it’s pillow talk. These two just had sex and got away with it. Let Aziraphale do his apology dance in the morning. They’ll always have this night.

#good omens #good omens season two #good omens spoilers #good omens speculation #aziraphale #crowley #the hitchhiker #nazi zombie flesheaters minisode #double entendres all the way down

[semperanneboleyn]

@richardofrochford

"You know my remarks to be genuine; I am marked by an eternal duty to frankness, and so sweetness is the bi-product of genuine feeling." She recognized presently, his achievements amongst a wretched population; cheerfully, habitually, and in a pleasant single-mindedness, Richard was unconscious of his amiable deeds. "The constant genial nature in which you great the world, communicates to me much joy and happiness - though it amuses me greatly, to believe my own machinations, to supersede those of my dear brother." Pleasure rose spontaneously in his mind; he sought to communicate happiness, as Anne liked to occasion misery.

Presently, Anne was in her finest mood - contending animatedly with Richard the whole way, and would be thought by onlookers, as a companion so cheerful and friendly. "He and you both, are glowing reminders of our finest days - though it is you, who pays greatest homage to our much bespoke, Boleyn eyes. You must keep him close; he shall utter no words of weakness, but shall be in dire need of your forthcoming counsel." Anne took great delight, in the bevy of onlookers whom marked their every step - the pretence of inspection mused her greatly, as in its own novelty, lay an exhilarating charm. "It is with you whom the Boleyn name lays; few matters occupy me so fiercely, as the continuation of our family inheritance. Perhaps it shall be you, who weds the child of a most treasured antagonist - do you make much of the Grey sisters? Or shall you seek a foreign bride? I would have once heralded the French, had our infatuation not turned to bile."

#GRRR #richard

[watchilove]

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#Boutique #news #Press release #Richard Mille #Richard Mille St. Martin

[queen-of-meows]

Broke : I hope David Tennant is in the 60th Anniversary special

Woke : I hope Paul McGann is in the 60th Anniversary special

Bespoke : I hope Richard E Grant is in the 60th Anniversary special

#doctor who #dweu #shalka doctor #shitpost #unless? #make the extended universe doctors canon BBC !!!!

[huntunderironskies]

I have been following the tweeting career of Menswear Guy Derek Guy (dieworkwear on Twitter) with rapt fascination for the past month. For people who have been, quite reasonably, avoiding Twitter, he has recently made a habit of going after (allegedly) hypermasculine conservative politicians and political commentators who scream into the void about tradition and being manly, through the medium of critiquing their suits. He makes well-sourced proofs that they're rarely bespoke as claimed, that they fit poorly, that the men in question don't understand how recent of a fashion development they are and that they haven't always been the peak of respectability, that their fashion choices while wearing a suit are terrible, etc, all in extreme detail. Here's the one that made him take off.

This sounds so silly but the absolute levels of salt and defensiveness that he generates both from said targets along with their fans is unbelievably high. I'd need to go back over his posts but I think at like a third of the people he critiques end up deleting their tweets or locking their accounts, presumably out of humiliation. I think what makes him work so well is something that you don't often see from leftist critics: he specializes in a field that conservatives who are very precious about their masculinity value as a symbol of power and manliness (menswear, especially bespoke suits) and can expose just how little they know and how much of a prop it is for them.

Because deep down a lot of them are deeply insecure about their masculinity. They barely know what it actually is, adhere to that just because it's what they've been told to do, and have never questioned why they think it shows manhood. I would not be the first brain genius to point this out but it's true. I think somewhere deep down they know they're play-acting at it and they can't handle having it called out. So much of their identity is bound up in that image. And this is different from someone who's exploring their masculinity and might have to shift through a few different expressions-- these are guys who have one very specific prescription as to what a man looks like. If smoking cigars in a sport coat gives you gender euphoria (and cis people can have gender euphoria too) then hey, go for it! It does nothing for me, I'm more about the dandy/ouji boy life, but there are a lot of ways to be a man. The problem is these guys can't accept that.

And it does make them pretty easy targets. I think there's no point in taking the debate high road with people, sometimes you just have to humiliate someone. See also the guy who punched Richard Spencer. His career nosedived after that because that facade of strength got completely busted. This requires less knuckledusters but it is nevertheless incredibly effective because so many people are seeing it.

Anyways, the real point of this is we need to bring back breeches and hose as high fashion for men, it looks incredible on me. I don't do leg curls to hide them under straight leg pants, c'mon.

#razolutions #fashion #? #close enough #i don't usually do political posts but man i have been thinking about this so much

[cmrosens]

Musings on Myrddin

Chapter 1 of THE DAY WE ATE GRANDAD is available to listen to for free - Season 03 of my podcast is serialising the whole novel, week by week.

Listen on any podcast platform or in the embedded Spotify link.

Introducing a Bearded Old Bastard

Ricky has mentioned Myrddin and his distrust of Welsh poets before – towards the end of THE CROWS, where in his POV he is sulking about Eglantine Pritchard and the dangers of speaking Welsh, in case some ‘bearded old bastard’ shows up. In the hardback edition, there’s a short story called ‘Gerald’, in which Ricky meets Myrddin for the first time as a 10-year-old.

In THIRTEENTH, when Ricky is severely depressed and threatened by Wes’s presence in the house, he explicitly thinks of Myrddin by his Latinised name – Merlinus Sylvestris – and complains to himself that Myrddin was a better prophet than he is.

In THE DAY WE ATE GRANDAD, Myrddin makes an actual appearance. He isn’t real, exactly: the idea for Myrddin was workshopped with Robert Mitchelmore, whose poem, ‘οὐκ ἔπεφνεν ὄφιν: he did not slay the dragon’ (2010), appears as an epigraph to Part 2: Fall of the Titans.

Praise poems were meant to render their subject immortal, so that their names would never die so long as the poems were still spoken. Myrddin has, by now, so many stories and faces, that he is an immortal figure wherever his myth is known, and in that sense is no longer a man but an avatar of his own fame. That means there are baked-in limitations to his powers; he can do everything the stories about him say he can do, but according to this Myrddin, no story has been written where Myrddin saves the world from a Lovecraftian entity, so in that sense, he is powerless.

Myrddin is also not a heroic figure – he’s not a man of action, but a seer, a bard-prophet, and in the Welsh tales he was given his gift of prophecy by God to annoy Myrddin’s father, who was the Devil. Myrddin was meant to be the antichrist, but was baptised on the way out of his mother by a quick-thinking nun, which restored his free will. The infant Myrddin, now able to choose for himself, decided to devote his powers for good – mainly to aggravate his dad – and thus was given the spiritual gift of prophecy.

In my version of Myrddin, I’ve conflated his shape-shifting powers with those of Taliesin, another bard-prophet, and used parts of ‘The Battle of the Trees’ in his speeches. Myrddin is a Carmarthenshire lad, and looks a bit like an estate agent until you look more closely and see that his smart suit is just another skin he wears.

As to what Myrddin is doing there: he’s been interested in Ricky for a while, and this time he’s in our world (as opposed to the Otherworld) because one of his very distant descendants has asked for his assistance. All will be revealed in Chapter 3.

If you want to read the short story ‘Gerald’, where Myrddin and Ricky first meet, you can do so in the back of the hardback edition of THE CROWS.

I have 2 signed copies left in my Ko-Fi shop which are part of the book boxes that come with bespoke Pagham-on-Sea (sea spray and peppermint) and Fairwood House (lavender and earl grey) scented candles by Avalon Alchemy. If you tell me your favourite theme or chapter, I will do bespoke annotations for you in the margins of the hardback copy, as well as sign it.

I’ll be bringing out a collection of shorter Richard Porter fiction to go with the novella THE SUSSEX FRETSAW MASSACRE as a paperback release, which will be released as THE SUSSEX FRETSAW MASSACRE AND OTHER STORIES: AN ABRIDGED BIOGRAPHY OF RICHARD EDWIN PORTER.

#welsh literature #medieval welsh #myrddin wyllt #welsh mythology #merlin #pagham on sea posts #stuff i think about #Spotify

[mensuited]

#steven richards #richards bespoke #tailor #tuxedo #bow tie #formal #vest #pocket square #dress shoes #handsome #sharp #style #sexy #suave #fashion #suit #hunk #stud #tie

[yoshimihasegawa]

Welcome back Molly to Tokyo! New generation of Savile Row. Always pleasure to see her in Tokyo and London. Richard Anderson Trunk Show today @mitsukoshi_mens_personal_order tomorrow @isetanmens_tailored_clothing @rasavilerow @ohga__f #menswear #savilerow #bespoke #suits #mensstyle #richardanderson (Mitsukoshi Nihonbashi) https://www.instagram.com/p/CqNjPrKrPoT/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#menswear #savilerow #bespoke #suits #mensstyle #richardanderson

[egipci]

broke: Crush, poetry collection by Richard Siken published in 2005 is about Sam and Dean Winchester.

bespoke: the short story "Geek Player, Love Slayer" by Steve Almond, first published in 2000, is in fact a self-insert fic about Sam Wesson.

#this is one of my most sincerely-held beliefs

[maximumwobblerbanditdonut]

What a difference! Richard Madden - Scottish actor and Golden Globe-winning received an honorary doctorate for his contribution to drama from the Royal Conservatoire of Scotland in 2019.

SH, there is a corollary of rules to follow to wear to ceremonies in Britain 🇬🇧 it is rude to attract attention, poorly dressed for your own ceremony.

For whatever reason, sporting a bespoke gown has been a sign of accomplishment, achievement, or rank why not wear one on his visit to the RCS in 2022? 🤯

[vivacityconsult]

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