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the-solarpunk-activist · 2 years

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Here's how my grandma and I try to live a low waste lifestyle in the city

First thing is we reuse everything. We have a portion of our shelves dedicated to holding plastic food containers we have washed and are waiting to be used to hold leftovers, dried foods, as seed starting pots, etc. We also save any and all jars to hold dried herbs and food products.

Actually reuse is a big thing for us. We shop at places that use paper bags, which I then cut up to use as scrap paper for grocery lists, etc and then compost after that. We also have a small container with rubber bands from products, bread ties, etc.

If you can afford the start up costs and have the space, preserving your own food is excellent. We have a really small garden that produces a lot of food every year. My favorites are dehydrating (using a dehydrator that is at least 30 years old from back when my grandpa was into making jerky), freezing, and canning.

Also, use every bit of food. Right now in the freezer I have bags of apple cores and peeling, pear cores and peeling, and peach peels along with bags of bones and veggie scraps for broths. The fruit scraps will go towards making big batches of jelly when canning season is over. I'll probably use the pulp leftover to dehydrate and powder to add to baked goods following a success with crabapple jelly pulp. I've also made spaghetti sauce out of tomato peels. Anything rotting or absolutely unusable gets tossed in the compost.

Reusables!! Obviously in today's world you can't avoid plastic but you can reduce how much you use. We use reusable produce bags that I made out of scrap Tulle, reusable grocery bags, water bottles, ziploc bags, etc.

If you have a yard or space, composting is a big one! My grandma says she never realized how much food we tossed until we started one. You don't even have to spend money on it! I know people who use totes they drilled holes into, just toss it In a hole in their garden, etc. The one I use is an old hose winder (one of those cube ones( that broke and my work was going to toss. All I did was cut out the hose winding part and paint it pretty and it's held up for 2 years and counting so far.

Hang dry clothes. In summertime we almost exclusively dry our clothes on a line or on a clothes drying rack I found at a yard sale.

Keep your heat or ac a few degrees higher or lower depending on the season. This helps save energy being used to heat or cool your house.

Wash clothes in cool or cold water. I've been doing this for years and haven't noticed a difference.

Repair. You don't have to be a sewing genius to quickly repair a small tear, especially if it's just for household wear. A great winter time hobby to pick up when gardening season is over.

Trade! This can be as simple as hosting a clothing swap all the way up until trading items u grew/made for items they did! I barter with my coworkers all the time, just talk to them! I never would have known my coworker kept bees if she didn't really like my jellies and proposed a trade. I also trade any of my soft produce I don't have time to do anything with to my coworker with rabbits in exchange for poop for the garden.

Try to be in season from local sources such as garden stands, or just a local grocery store. One of our local farms grew bell peppers and was selling then 2 for a dollar! So we stocked up and dehydratedand froze lots of peppers for winter stews

Blended pumpkin guts makes an excellent pumpkin puree, even if you're just adding little bits of it to your dog's food :)

You can freeze a lot of stuff! Leftover spaghetti sauce, pumpkin puree, etc can all be frozen in a muffin pan and then put in bags for future use!

Forage! I personally mostly forage for greens and a few mushrooms I am confident in my ability in but that still bulks up your food supply as well as medicine supply! I made a salve using bartered beeswax and spring purple dead nettle and summer plantain (and some tea tree EO) for cuts and scrapes and it works miracles! My coworkers love it as well as friends and family

We really try to live by the waste not, want not and use it up, wear it out, make it do, or do without phrases. Just figure out what works best for the life you live! Be creative!

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layla4567 · 11 months

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Nightmare // Loki x fem reader

Summary: Now you live in Asgard. your little daughter from your relationship with Loki wakes up in the middle of the night from a bad dream

Warning: None i guess, just fluff

A/N: This is inspired by the headcanon I made of "if you had a daughter with Loki (Lilith)" again, if you don't like the name I chose for the little girl you can imagine another one

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It was night and the moon shines in the infinite sky like all those stars that could be seen from the balcony. The soft breeze stirred the sheer beige tulle curtains, there were no glass windows so you could see the constellations and a silvery moonlight could sneak in, but I couldn't see it clearly because I was sleeping peacefully. Behind me was the man I loved, Loki. He lovingly held me by the waist while he snuggled close to me and protected me with his arms and I appreciated his gesture and his warm heat that he gave off from his body. Our sweet daughter slept in another room across the hall, it's like I was there. Its big silky canopy bed, its pretty double mirrored dresser that was always stocked with books and stuffed animals, the finely fluffy berry-colored rug that was soft to the touch of my bare feet, and that pleasant scent of vanilla that tickled my nose and always filled the room and that was attached to the little girl's hair even far from her room and that I adored so much.

While my thoughts revolved around my offspring, a strange noise woke me up, it was like a low, high-pitched wail. I lifted my head off the pillow and rolled over to wake up Loki. I gently shook his bare arm trying to get his attention. He awoke with a startled grunt and still one eye narrowing.

"Love, wake up. Did you hear that?"

He was about to answer me somewhat sleepily that he had not heard anything when again the lament arose but this time even louder and clearer like the roar of a lion

That's when Loki became visibly alarmed and with a worried gesture and his frown, his gaze betrayed what I was thinking at that moment, as if asking a question that he didn't want to be answered.

Lilith!..

We jumped out of bed in a hurry putting on our emerald green satin robes and ran scared towards our daughter's room, it seemed that the corridor was endless. I was mentally praying to all the gods he knew for Lilith to be okay. I was afraid that someone had climbed through his balcony or window and hurt her, something that unfortunately was possible and very common there in Asgard.

When we entered we saw her in her bed moaning in fear and slapping her hands as if she wanted to scare away a fly. Her movements were frantic and her legs under the sheet moved as if wanting to run a marathon. Without hesitation I approached her while Loki followed close behind. I sat on her bed and hugged her wrapping her in my arms with her head on my chest as I tried to wake her up.

"Lilith it's me, mommy. Please wake up little princess"

I gently shook her arms for her to wake up while I kept calling her name. And it seems that my voice finally woke her up because she gave a start and opened her little eyes. Her breathing was rough and she sobbed silently looking around with wet eyes.

"Sweetheart it's ok, we are here. Don't be afraid"- My voice was almost a whisper like to wrap a baby or like the wind between the leaves of the trees, I wanted her to know that she was safe and nothing would happen to her as long as we are with her.

The princess of Asgard looked at me with her beautiful oversized blue eyes, you could almost reflect the constellations in them

"I had a horrible nightmare mommy... and I-I couldn't wake up"

Loki sat on the edge of the bed and calmly said

"But the nightmare is over and now we are here with you my little Lilith, we promise that nothing will happen to you"

A look of pride flashed in my eyes as I smiled. Loki had become an excellent father, protector and patient. I couldn't be happier

"What do you think if we sing you a lullaby? so that you can sleep peacefully again"- I said waiting for an affirmative answer

suddenly Lilith's face turned into a shy smile that showed some funny dimples

"Could you sing that old Asgarian lullaby?"

She was referring to the song "Jeg Saler Min Ganger" which Frigga used to sing to Loki as a child, now he sang it to Lilith.

"Of course, my little princess"- Loki said

Smiling without showing his teeth, Loki closed his eyes and began to sing the soft melody of the lullaby. His voice as soft and sweet as honeydew invited to be calm and sleep, it felt like a soft caress on a cold winter day. It tasted like afternoons in front of a fireplace with a cup of hot cocoa in my hands. It reminded me of my childhood. My husband had a voice like no other, nothing I could remember or compare

Our daughter, still curled up in my arms, began to smile and close her eyes as her breathing became normal. I started to join Loki's singing by harmonizing the verses. He always told me that my voice was angelic like that of the muses of Olympus, I did nothing but laugh whenever he said it, imagining that he was exaggerating a bit. As our voices filled the room I hugged Lilith and rocked back and forth like a hammock as she fell asleep.

Now calmer, I tucked the little girl in with her sheets and blankets. Her pale face looked like an angel as her long lashes brushed the top of her cheeks. I gently caressed Lilith's cheekbones and also her straight hair while Loki and I took turns kissing her goodnight on her forehead.

"Good night, honey"

I walked away with Loki holding hands from the sleeping beauty's room heading to our room again. We entered the bed and covered ourselves up to our shoulders with the warm and padded blankets, now Loki and I were hugging face to face with his nose brushing my hair.

"Did I already tell you that you sing like the gods?"

I laughed in a melodious voice like a jingle

"At least a million times"

Loki also laughed tenderly until only the chirping of crickets could be heard outside. And little by little I fell into the arms of Morpheus.

Tomorrow will be another day..

ok ok ok this was the most "caress to the soul" that I wrote, I think

fun fact: I was inspired by the Tangled and Brave movies

also sorry if it's a bit short

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winters-mistress · 2 months

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Dream

"Ciri?" Geralt asks, glancing up into the mirror so he could see his daughter. "You finished your veg? You know our rule."

And that rule was Ciri could have dessert after she'd finished her vegetables. Of course, it was different is she was trying a new vegetable Eskel or Vesemir had grown on the grounds, she was only expected to try it, and a full portion if she liked it. Which had worked well to get many different green vegetables down her, only pumpkin and mushrooms went untouched.

Now, however, the rule was simple. Finish the vegetables we both know you like, and you can have your dessert. And in this case, after Ciri had finished her performance in her latest school play, her father had bought her a mcdonalds as a treat. Carrot sticks after her little burger, then he would give her her little portion of fries and the little cupcake and ice cream cone.

Geralt frowns as he doesn't hear an answer. His girl had been chatting non stop since her performance, only being quiet when she began tucking into her little burger.

"Ciri?" He's got excellent hearing, surely he can't have misheard again.

Geralt pulls to a stop at the red light, taking a moment to properly look at his girl as she sat in her car seat.

And he smiles.

There, in her pretty silver dress Eskel and Jaskier had teamed up to sew -the one with what looked like a hundred layers of sparkly silver tulle and a matching top with a lace batwing sleeve overlay- with the crown he had bought her three days ago, wings still attached to her shoulders smashed against the seat, ketchup and mustard smeared over her little lips, the girl lay fast asleep. Her head leans against her shoulder, chin to chest, blonde curls just as wild as his own hair could get, she breathes in and out, deep and calm, exhausted from her performance and lulled by the car noise.

Geralt chuckles, glancing at the empty carrot stick bag near her open hand. A deal's a deal, he'll hide her cake from lambert and give her a scoop of ice cream in the morning.

And so, Geralt drives the rest of the way up the mountain to their farm, looking over at the three cars that litter outside the main doorway, turning the ignition off and opening his door, exiting.

Reaching in, Geralt unbundled Ciri from her car seat, sliding his right hand behind her shoulders, taking an annoyingly long time to find her knees from the torrent of tulle she wore. Ciri stays asleep, slumping into his arms as he grabs the bunch of roses he had given her.

The girl stays asleep long past the moments where he cradles her head, protecting it from the doorway as they enter the main living quarters of Kaer Morhen farmland and stables. She isn't aware of her grandfather smiling at the two of them, nor is she aware of the fact her father replaces her pretty dress, wings and crown for her purple horse pyjamas that Yennefer had bought her that summer.

Geralt tucks her into her blue bedding, pressing her Kelpie plushie into her arms, filling her water bottle and replacing the apple and salted crackers he keeps by her bedside table.

"Goodnight, Princess." He whispers, kissing her head. "Sweet dreams."

#the witcher #witcher #witcher netflix #the witcher netflix #geralt and ciri #geralt of rivia #cirilla of cintra #dadralt #ciri is his baby #fanfiction #geralt is the best dad #i love him #witcherfanfiction #modern witcher #ciri is geralt's daughter #single dad geralt

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merryfortune · 7 months

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(dis)Respect the Routine

Day 3: Routine | Unexpected

Title: (dis)Respect the Routine

Ship: Swiftshipping | Rin/Ruri

Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh! Arc V

Rating: T

Word Count: 2,223

Tags: Alternate Universe - Dance, Rivalry, Getting Together, Developing Relationship, Classist Themes

Ruri could almost understand where city planning was coming from when they placed a fine arts school across the road from an alternative arts school and adjacent to a skate park. It made sense. Just down the road from all these locales was a traditional fine arts school and related facilities and then the rest of the cultural precinct could be dedicated to western talents or anything else similarly eclectic.

However, in the practice, the very one that Ruri lived, she would like to send city planning a VERY strongly worded letter on why this was a terrible idea.

The ballerinas, like herself, did not get along with the skate park rat pack as well as the other strange lot they attracted. Like the interpretative dancers or the punks or the hip-hop kids. Both sides of the street - more like cliques - were very tight knit and very obnoxious over it.

Ruri and her company wanted to prove they were grace and fidelity incarnate. The kids from across the street wanted to knock them off their high perch using their loud and dirty, expletive soaked music. It was a constant back and forth with a prickly rapport.

However, there was this one miscreant, in particular, whom Ruri was all up in arms with a bee in her bonnet over, however: Rin.

Rin was from the wrong side of town and embraced it. She had a wild side and was unafraid of getting up into people’s grille. She always had a friend or two by her side because there was strength in numbers but make no mistake: she was large and in charge.

She had fluffy green hair and sharp yellow eyes and really nice cheekbones, too. That didn’t matter, however, its just that whenever Ruri thought about Rin, in a bad mood or not, those things about her appearance, baggy overalls and tight leather pants, occurred to Ruri as well but whatever.

Not only did she have a bad personality - she was a loudmouth and enjoyed scolding people - but she was an excellent dancer.

Inside her own discipline, anyway. Ruri would love to see her slut drop to Beethoven. It simply was not possible. She could do all these headspins and get down on every level, use her hands or her feet. Rin was a good hip-hop dancer but she was all self-taught and it boiled Ruri’s blood.

Every now and again, they would encounter each other and usually went like this:

“Hey Swan Princess.” (Or some other similarly condescending cat call)

“Shut up, Rin. as if you know your Odette’s from your Odile’s.” (Or some other clever rebuke which stood Ruri’s ground).

“Blegh!”

But it would end with Rin poking her tongue out at Ruri. Seriously! The girl had no manners. Didn’t matter what Ruri said, if she ignored her or if she rebuked her, it would always end with Rin pulling down her lower eyelid (gross!) and then sticking out her tongue. It was so childish and it always got on Ruri’s nerves every single time. It was Rin’s ultimate trick to tick Ruri off.

That was the dull and trite routine that they went through every single day.

Ugh. Why couldn’t the artsy-fartsy kids be scattered through the city rather than be concentrated on this one particular block. Ruri genuinely dreamed of when she could go to university or go on a world tour as part of the national ballet, dancing in opera houses and other theatres of renown and importance. All the capital cities! Tokyo, New York, London, Sydney, and more!

That would be amazing. That was very much her dream. She was all tulle and tutus and she wouldn’t have some rat pack kid make fun of her for it.

However, until that glorious time in which fourteen-year old ballerina Kurosaki Ruri became an adult and a primadonna, she had to put up with all the weirdos from around her hometown. Hence why Ruri didn’t particularly think much of it when she and Rin got into yet another altercation. That was just another day for her but there was a different outcome to all their other petty squabbles than usual.

It started the same way.

“Hey leotard-in-a-knot.” Rin called out to Ruri as she tried to walk past her.

The sun was setting, there was a crisp, summer breeze in the air and it felt like sunset could last for hours, as they usually did in the early-summer, late-spring. Rin was perched up on one of the skate ramps: not the tallest but not the smallest either. She leered out from over it, like a king on a castle looking down on the peasantry.

Not that Ruri would consider herself a common in such a metaphor but whatever. Her attention was piqued and already, her brow was furrowed.

“Oh buzz off!” Ruri spat. “Go and buy some clothes that actually fit you.”

“Girlie, you know I only thrift.” Rin winked at her.

Great. Now they were locked in a duel, a battle of wits. Ruri huffed. She stamped her foot.

“I really need to go.” Ruri said.

“You got a spare minute?” Rin asked.

“Literally, what did I just say?” Ruri asked in turn, more than a touch irritated.

“Go where? To another hoity-toity party or what?” Rin asked.

She got up and spun on her heel. She looked like the Fool in a tarot deck, dithering on the edge and it gave Ruri a heart attack just to watch but Rin was lackadaisical and laughing.

“Just… Home.” Ruri got out through her clattering teeth. “Now, would you get down from there?”

“With pleasure.” Rin said and she swung the other way. “On one condition.” She swung the other way again and Ruri hiccupped out of fear. “Since it sounds like you have a minute.”

“Just get down from there!” Ruri yelled.

Rin laughed but she did get down. In the worst way Ruri would consider possible. Rin jumped off the edge of the skate ramp, it was at least metre taller than Ruri and Rin nailed the landing. Completely walked off anything she might have jarred as she circled Ruri.

“We have a lot of fun, you and me.” Rin spoke like she was lecturing Ruri.

“That’s news to me.” Ruri sourly replied, she folded her arms in front of herself as she watched Rin go to and fro. She was as loose as the breeze that fettered them both.

“We do!” Rin said. “Which is why, I want to propose, a truce.”

“A truce?” Ruri sceptically echoed.

“We can do our usual back-and-forth all we like, til the end of time and the sun explodes,” Rin said, “but I realised something. You’ve seen me dance-”

“Uh-huh…” Ruri interrupted her to show Rin that she was listening. She simply wasn’t impressed with what she was listening to. After all, she wouldn’t exactly call what Rin did “dancing”.

“But I’ve never seen you dance!” Rin exclaimed. “So, I want to change that.”

“There is a reason why I’ve never danced in front of you,” Ruri stuck her nose in the air, “and that is because I only want to dance in suitable environments. On the side of the street is not a suitable environment. I could get hurt or-”

“It’ll be a dance battle. You win, me and my crew will leave you alone forevermore.”

Ruri’s eyes went wide. Well, okay. That changes things. If only slightly. Her piqued attention, however, was like an open book for Rin. She grinned, hungry for attention and a duel.

“What’s in it for me if I win?” Ruri asked. She tried - and failed - at sounding too interested.

Rin hummed, she tapped her chin thoughtfully, she really chewed on the noises she made before she came to a decision, “I’ll do whatever you want. For one whole day or thing. Absolutely anything.”

“Deal.”

Ruri didn’t even have to think about it. She could have Rin grovel on her knees or surrender some money to her. There was plenty of humiliating and gratifying things Ruri could do if she could just trounce Rin and trump her once and for all. It was simply too delicious.

“Awesome. Then, let’s get into it, Angelina Ballerina.” Rin taunted her.

“Whatever you say, Little Miss Baggy Pants.” Ruri attempted to trash-talk Rin back buuuuut it just made her laugh instead.

Not a great start but the glares they were exchanging were pretty fierce so that was fine. From there, they figured out how exactly they wanted to do this: Rin had a boom box and Ruri had her MP3 player. So it was mostly going to be a thrown down of tinny, acapella proportions but it was better than nothing since Rin barely knew her Sugarplums from her Fur Elise and Ruri couldn’t keep a modern beat to save her life.

With a one, and a two, and a three.

Ruri went first. Because of course she did.

She went through her own routine. From the practice of getting herself limber all the way through to the end of what was, like, a six minute song of pianos and violins. Ruri was nothing less than excellent - or at least close to it. The cement side walk wasn’t exactly the stage she was used to, cracks were potentially deadly but she did her best in front of Rin.

She portrayed all her favourite heroines. Clara and Odette, Coppelia and Sleeping Beauty. A mix and match of every story she had ever danced a ballet of, her favourite moves and story beats to the beautiful, silvery music as it came out of her device.

Rin watched, admittedly entranced.

She didn’t want to be but Ruri was skillful. She had been mentored and configured, it was showing in her beautiful, movements. Every hand, every foot, it was all so precise in what she was doing and by the end of it, Rin applauded her. Begrudgingly, of course.

Ruri smirked, “See, even you have class.”

“Every once and while.” Rin replied.

“Your turn,” Ruri said, “but I’d like to see you top that.”

“Well, you're in luck. ‘Cause I am.” Rin smirked in reply.

Rin stretched out and she looked all cheeky as did so. It would have been adorable if it wasn’t so annoying as her expression was so tinged with arrogance. Not that Ruri could talk.

Rin took a couple steps back and then she brought it down.

Her beat and enthusiasm was contagious. Her music sounded like all noise to Ruri (but hers had sounded like elevator music to Rin) but Ruri couldn’t deny that Rin didn’t have rhythm. The routine that Rin went through was natural and organic, coming and going with every new idea that she had, evolving with inspiration. She built up from something small until it got bigger and bigger and yes, did involve some spinning on her head which made Ruri’s head spin, too, just from watching.

Rin finished up with a grand finale which had her begging on her knees. Her chest thudded, up and down, as she panted. A drop of sweat glimmered on her brow as she grinned.

“So. What do you think?” she asked.

Rin got up and she was like melted rubber. All loosey-goosey, easy on her feet as she rose up to her full height to meet Ruri’s mean girl, discerning gaze. One which was unreadable but the quibble in her lower lip betrayed her.

She was on the cusp of saying something nice. Heaven forbid. But she simply couldn’t help herself. Credit was due where it was due.

All because, in the end, neither girl was unbiased enough to come up with a conclusion of who won over won.

Ruri thought she did. Rin thought she did. But they both thought the other girl had put up a good fight.

Ruri’s dancing was elegant; Rin’s dancing was eclectic. For every virtue, there was a vice, for everything they knew they got wrong but the other didn’t, there was still plenty they both did get right and could acknowledge. Not just in themselves but each other.

Simply put, both were exhausted and there was begrudging respect between them.

“So… truce?” Rin suggested. “No one won but no one lost either, don’t you think?” She extended her hand to Ruri.

Ruri nodded and accepted, “Truce.” she said. “But since we both still won, I don’t want you or your friends making fun of me anymore.”

“Okay. Deal.” Rin agreed. They both shook hands on it. “And what about me, what do you want me to do? Grovel on my knees? Give you my lunch money?”

“Not quite.” Ruri said, feeling a little flustered, all too aware of how Rin’s hand felt against her own, not to mention how discerning Rin was as she had thought about that as a possibility, too. “I thought I would request that we spend more time with each other. Maybe without quite so much competition. What else do you like, aside from dancing? We can do that, so long as its not dirty, dangerous, or unsafe.”

“You're such a priss.” Rin laughed at Ruri’s expense.

She frowned.

“But,” Rin continued, “that doesn’t sound too bad. It's a date then.”

“It is.” Ruri smiled, pleased that Rin was picking up what she was putting down.

#femslash #5daysofygofemslash #swiftshipping #yugioh arc v #arc v #yugioh #rin (arc v)#kurosaki ruri #ruri kurosaki #writing tag

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luthien-under-bough · 1 year

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Getting to know you meme

Thank you for the tag, @torrefaction-of-silver! <3 Favourite time of the year: Autumn. Late October/early November, when the trees are colorful, the sky is gray, the air is chilly, and the weather is a little rainy.

Comfort foods: Most food comforts me, but there is something special about warm bread with butter.

Do you collect anything: Not really! I still like to buy physical books, if that counts. It certainly feels like quite a collection every time I move.

Favourite drinks: Plain seltzer with lime, hot coffee with cream, dark malty beers

Favorite music artists: Damien Rice, Led Zeppelin, Hozier, Pink Floyd, Bon Iver, Ray LaMontagne, Jethro Tull

Current favourite songs: Blome Swete Lilie Flour from The Green Knight OST, Johnny Can't Decide from Netflix's tick, tick...BOOM!, I'm on Fire cover by Chromatics, No Stars by Rebekah Del Rio, and a bunch of different dark Victorian ~moodscapes~ I've been writing to.

Favourite fics: Oh lord, so many. A recent favorite: potential by stannide on ao3. An excellent House of the Dragon (Daemon x Rhaenyra, naturally) modern AU.

Favourite video games: Dragon Age (the entire series; I can't choose), Horizon Zero Dawn, God of War (2018), Fable II, Skyrim

I'm tagging @chronic-ghost, @alondradina, and @kitepiper. :)

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When it comes to planning your dream wedding, every detail matters. From the flowers adorning the aisle to the icing on the cake, each element contributes to the magical tapestry of your big day. Among these essential components, bridesmaid dresses play a pivotal role. They not only complement your bridal gown but also add a unique charm to the overall aesthetic. In this comprehensive guide to bridal party fashion, we will explore the latest trends and styles in bridesmaid dresses, from the ethereal beauty of peach bridesmaid dresses to the rich allure of plum bridesmaid dresses, the timeless elegance of white bridesmaid dresses in the UK, the zesty appeal of lemon bridesmaid dresses, and the natural beauty of forest green bridesmaid dresses. So, let's embark on a journey through the world of bridesmaid fashion and discover how ChicSew.co.uk can help you create a stunning bridal party ensemble.

The Enchanting Palette of Peach Bridesmaid Dresses have emerged as a popular choice for modern weddings, and for good reason. The soft and delicate hue of peach exudes a sense of romance and tranquility. These dresses often feature flowing fabrics, such as chiffon or tulle, that cascade gracefully to create an ethereal look. Whether your wedding takes place in a garden, by the beach, or in a ballroom, peach bridesmaid dresses blend seamlessly with a variety of settings. The warmth of peach flatters a range of skin tones, making it an excellent choice for creating a harmonious and stunning bridal party.

Timeless Elegance with White Bridesmaid Dresses in the UK White bridesmaid dresses in the UK are a timeless and classic choice. While traditionally reserved for the bride, white bridesmaid dresses have gained popularity for their clean and sophisticated look. They exude an air of elegance and simplicity that is perfect for contemporary weddings. White bridesmaid dresses often feature minimalist designs, allowing the focus to remain on the bride. These dresses are ideal for brides who seek a cohesive and understated aesthetic for their bridal party.

Zesty Appeal of Lemon Bridesmaid Dresses If you're planning a vibrant and cheerful wedding, lemon bridesmaid dresses can infuse your bridal party with a burst of energy. The sunny and lively shade of lemon radiates positivity and joy. Lemon bridesmaid dresses are particularly well-suited for outdoor and daytime weddings, where they add a refreshing touch. These dresses often come in lighter fabrics like chiffon, creating a breezy and comfortable look for bridesmaids. Lemon bridesmaid dresses pair wonderfully with floral bouquets and accessories, enhancing the overall vibrancy of your wedding.

Natural Beauty of Forest Green Bridesmaid Dresses For couples seeking a connection to nature and earthy tones, forest green bridesmaid dresses offer a stunning choice. The deep and rich green hue resembles the lush foliage of a forest, making it an excellent choice for rustic and outdoor weddings. Forest green bridesmaid dresses complement the natural surroundings and create a sense of harmony with the environment. These dresses often feature earthy textures like lace or matte satin, adding to their organic appeal. Bridesmaids adorned in forest green are like forest nymphs, enhancing the enchantment of your woodland-inspired wedding.

ChicSew.co.uk: Your Destination for Bridesmaid Dresses As you embark on your journey to choose the perfect bridesmaid dresses, ChicSew.co.uk is your trusted companion. With an array of styles and colors, ChicSew.co.uk offers a stunning collection of bridesmaid dresses that cater to diverse preferences and wedding themes. Whether you're enchanted by the ethereal beauty of peach bridesmaid dresses, the regal allure of plum bridesmaid dresses, the timeless elegance of white bridesmaid dresses in the UK, the zesty appeal of lemon bridesmaid dresses, or the natural beauty of forest green bridesmaid dresses, ChicSew.co.uk has the perfect attire to bring your bridal party vision to life.

In conclusion, bridesmaid dresses play a pivotal role in shaping the aesthetics of your wedding day. The colors and styles you choose for your bridal party should not only complement your overall theme but also reflect the personalities of your cherished bridesmaids. From the ethereal allure of peach to the regal richness of plum, the timeless elegance of white, the zesty appeal of lemon, and the natural beauty of forest green, each color has its unique charm. ChicSew.co.uk is your destination for creating a cohesive and stunning bridal party ensemble

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