#fringe denim jacket

[watchfrog]

Uma and her two boyfriends <3

#i feel in my heart gil would be a shorts guy. 12 year old boy comfy when not sleevless #uma for some reason i just feel like a western-y vibe i htink bc she always has the cowboy boots and denim LOL #so she got the fringe jacket and the flare jeans <3 #harry. manwhore tanktop sword earring and pirate tats #descendants #disney descendants #uma descendants #harry hook #gil descendants #my art

[styledby]

Kevis Manzi and Illya Sobtchak

#all this style #STYLE #Kevin Manzi #men's hat #men's jacket with fringe #men's fringe jacket #Illya Sobtchack #illcutz #beanie #beanie season #denim #denim jacket

[darlingdawnvintage]

Calling Vintage 80’s Lovers 🕶️ Three fabulous 1980’s Bomber style jackets to choose from • all available in the shop see my Etsy link!

#vintage fashion #shop vintage #vintage #vintage shop #streetstyle #street fashion #vintage denim #fringed #vintage western #southwest #tapestry #bomber jacket #jean jacket #denim #80's fashion #80s style #80s fashion #80s nostalgia #80s music #fashion trends

[womenofwrestlingfashion]

Smackdown 6/23/23

Liv wore the First Class Fringe Denim Jacket from Akira ($129.90) and the Men And Cities Platform Boots from Current Mood (out of stock)

#Liv Morgan #Gionna Daddio #First Class Fringe Denim Jacket #denim jacket #jacket #jackets #Akira #Men And Cities Platform Boots #boot #boots #Current Mood #women of wrestling fashion #wwe #Smackdown

[atthebell-moved]

my mom just gave me a new pair of black jeans its all over for you suckers

#bell.txt #im going to be so hot #also now i can do all black denim with my fringe jacket

[delfinoluma101]

Barbie Extra™ #5 with long-fringe denim jacket and rainbow braids. I still think about the physics on her long-fringe denim jacket in the Barbie's Dreamworld series. Wish she still had the fringe despite the nightmare it must be to try animating around them.

#Barbie Extra #Barbie #Barbie's Dreamworld #Barbie Extra 5 #Art #Fan Art #Da ARTZ #Delfinoluma101 #DL101 #doll #fashion doll #fashion #long-fringe denim jacket #rainbow braids #Barbie Dreamworld #Doodle

[azorohus]

Denim Chevron Fringe Jacket | Azoroh

Introducing our stunning denim fringe jacket, perfect for adding a touch of sophistication to any outfit. The collar neckline and long sleeves give a polished look, while the fringe embellishment adds a hint of playful elegance. This is a must-have for achieving a chic and stylish ensemble for any occasion.

Resource URL: https://www.azoroh.com/products/denim-chevron-fringe-jacket

#Denim Chevron Fringe Jacket #Denim Fringe Jacket #denim jacket #fashion #style #Azoroh

[shopvisitor]

depop.com/shopvisitor

#vintage #mine #vintage fashion #thrift #thrift haul #fringe jacket #vintage denim #vintage sweater #antique quilt #BTS #behind the scenes #depop #vintage seller #thrift finds #Depop seller

[drawsmaddy]

[ID: A digital illustration of Laudna and Imogen Temult from Critical Role. They're both wearing modern clothing and standing at a pink vending machine with an ad for "Pretty's Soda" on the top of it. Laudna is wearing a black dress with a long, shredded skirt, a black corset, a black jacket, black platform boots, and a black coffin shaped bag with a transparent front and a red lining. Pâté is inside her bag. Imogen is wearing a white button up shirt with the top few buttons undone, a grey fringe jacket, denim shorts, yellow knee high boots with flowers embroidered on them, and a brown shoulder bag with a bisexual pride pin attached to it. Imogen is leaning against the vending machine and smiling at Laudna who has a hand on the vending machine and is smiling back at Imogen. End description.]

Local spooky girlfriends grabbing a soda

#laudna #imogen temult #imodna #southerngothic #my art #critical role #critical role fanart #bell's hells #bells hells

[urbanfashionsense]

#RSVP FOR DAVID BRIDAL'S FIRST ANNUAL NASHBLAST 8/19 #HOSTED BY BACHELORETTE'S KAITLYN BRISTOWE & BE AMONG THE FIRST TO GET A CUSTOM DANIELXDIAMOND RHINESTONE JACKET #katilyn bristowe #DWTS #Bachelorette #bridal party #David's Bridal #DanielxDiamond #Western Jackets #Rhinestone Fringe Jackets #Urban Fashion Sense #Denim Fringe Jackets #Womenswear #Outwear #Denim Jackets #Jacket Button Down #Denim Vest #Party #Nasville #Exclusive #Custom Made #Limited Edition #Spade & Sparrows #Wedding Party #NASHBLAST

[coffeegranate]

finally, s5 of my collection of jon shitposts is complete. the meme WAS relevant when i sketched this originally and now ages my joke like a fine wine. at least my anatomy got better i think!

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[ID:

A digital drawing of Jon and Martin in profile view from season 5 of The Magnus Archives. The two are stood in front of a background where the entirety of the sky resembles a large green eye. It is lined by silhouettes of houses, debris, lampposts and electric posts to give it a rounded shape. Two drones are flying in the sky in the distance.

Jon is facing the left with his arm outstretched towards the sky. He is a thin man with brown skin, with pockmark scars on his face and a burn scar shaped like a hand on his outstretched hand. His expression is forlorn and his eyes, of which there are two pairs, are black and have neon green irises. He has patchy dark stubble on his chin, which is the same colour as his long curly hair. He wears it tied back, and grey streaks are prominent throughout it. Jon wears a black turtleneck and black jeans with a red plaid long coat. Five green transparent eyes are around his head in a crown-like formation

Martin is a fat caucasian man facing the right. He is leaning into Jon, who is shorter, with a hand clutching his chest. His other hand is down and holding Jon’s free hand. He has a messy ginger mullet with white streaks in it, and his fringe covers eyes that are closed behind glasses. He is unnaturally pale and has similar pockmark scars to Jon. He has black spike-like plugs in his ears and a septum piercing. Martin is wearing a teal hoodie over a navy shirt, which black jeans and a blue denim jacket. The jacket has a transgender pride button pin on the lapel. Parts of him are drifting to the right of the image in a cloud like manner, and fog hides a majority of his legs. His expression is also melancholy.

The text on the image reads “Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars? I could really use a wish right now…” in an unnecessarily swirly font.

END ID]

#my art #tma #the magnus pod #the magnus archive fanart #the magnus archives #magnus archives #tma s5 #tma s5 spoilers #tma jon #jonathan sims #tma martin #martin blackwood #jonmartin #digital artist #digital art

[darlingdawnvintage]

Vintage 1980’s Western Style Jean Jacket Fringed with turquoise accents 🏜️ see my Etsy link to shop!

http://darlingdawnvintage.Etsy.com

#vintage fashion #shop vintage #vintage #vintage shop #western wear #vintage western #jean jacket #vintage denim #fringe #turquoise #horse #cattle #cowgirl #western style #80s aesthetic #vintage shopping

[evillandscaper]

Okay guys I'm gonna do a breakdown of a few of my personal hcs for the main 3 of both s1 and s2!!! This includes little doodles of how I draw em differently !!!

Let's start off with Olive :3 there's a LOT under the cut.

Okay, so Olive's really active, right? To me, she's always been brains AND brawn. So since she's out in the sun all the time, she has a tan!

She's also lightly scarred in my version, if you look carefully. Those were gathered out on cases. I hc that she has a LOT of battered uniforms that Otto sews/embroids together. Also, if you squint, you can see my version has light eyebags. It's not that she doesn't sleep, she's just fed up with everyone.

Her hair is messier! She comes into work all prim and proper, but leaves it all disheveled. If it's a more tiring day, she'll run her hand through her hair. Also, red hair tie instead of black, just cause I find it cuter.

Miscellaneous hcs:

- Olive is half Quebecois, half Vietnamese

- Her last name is Tremblay

- Her full name is Olivia, she just shortens it

- She's terrible at English and can't write an essay to save her life, but is very good at analysis

- She eats green skittles first, and thinks the purple ones are awful

- For their halfiversary, Otto got her an olive branch shaped tie pin that she wears whenever she feels fancy

Next up: OTTO!!

The urge to change his hair was carnal in my soul. It's the Asian canon event. It happened to me, and it happened to him. Just to make things a little bit more fun for me to draw, I let his hair grow out a little bit... yknow the awkward stage after a bowl cut grows out a bit? Yeah, that.

Downturned eyes! Just so he and Olive can contrast a bit more. He's soft, she's sharp. They're silly!!!

I also make sure his mole is always at least partially visible. It's such a cool part of him, and I can't believe they cover it up most of the time in canon...

Miscellaneous hcs:

- He always has his blazer undone

- He's an excellent cook, but becomes immediately incompetent once someone is watching

- He's strangely good at identifying plants, and has a habit of picking edible ones and eating them straight from the ground

- He's good at English! Not the best, but better than Olive

- His last name is Garcia

- For their halfiversary, Olive got him a cast iron pan. He doesn't use it to cook, and instead swings it at anyone who makes fun of him or Olive

Next up: OSCAR!!!

I honestly don't have much for Oscar. I love him, but don't think about him that much.

He has messier hair and is just a LOT more disheveled in general!!! Close your eyes in the bullpen at any given moment and I bet you could hear something in the lab blowing up.

He's perpetually sweaty. Damp palm guy. Maybe that's why he keeps dropping gadgets...

Miscellaneous hcs:

- He's very bad at telling the time. On vacation, he'll never know what day of the week it is

- He knows how to play the otamatone surprisingly well. He can make them talk, and has conversations with one the way one would with a sock puppet

- He never knows what significant figures to use, so he ends up just ballparking everything and just not measuring in general. Maybe that's why everything in the lab is always blowing up

- He has a full denim outfit saved up for formal occasions. I'm talking denim hat, shirt, jacket, pants, shoes, all denim

- His last name is Collins

OLYMPIA NEXT!!!!

Okay so there's a lot of hearing me out you guys will need to do.

Anna Cathcart is half Chinese and half irish!!! Thus, I gave Olympia monolids to accentuate that factor. I also downturned her eyes and thinned her "lashes" to make it more obvious that I'm portraying her as wasian!

I gave her freckles and rounder glasses for the vibe. She's just a soft character to me, and I really want to make her look the part.

She's got messy hair!! It's based on the little half fringes she had in very early s2, which I thought were adorable. Her ponytail's also higher just so she looks different from Olive!!

Miscellaneous hcs:

- Olympia knows floriography, and will get very hurt if you give her the wrong flowers

- Conversely, she thinks she's being really rude if she puts a tansy on someone's desk to show that she's upset and will feel bad about it all day

- She always carries a little salamander named Josh in her pocket

- She can speak Yiddish

- She has a massive storage of those flippable sequin shirts and has one for every occasion

- She put her hair into a ponytail bc of Olive (this one is courtesy of @/starboundsingularities!!!!!), but the more she found herself, the higher up she tied it

- Her last name is Carter-Ng

Next up: Otis!!!

I draw him a little sickly for no particular reason. He's just silly like that.

He's not that different from canon tbh! I have his hair in an undercut because I think it looks cool on him (plus it's easier to draw), and he has eyebags because of ... the vibe.

He has a notch taken out of his ear due to an injury! From what, he won't say .

Miscellaneous hcs:

- He listens to royalty free music unironically

- He's going through his Alan Walker phase

- He has barely legible handwriting, but can draw surprisingly well

- He types like an old man, with the "............" and everything

- His last name is Otis. His full name is Otis Otis. This one is also courtesy of @/starboundsingularities I love it so much

Last but not least: OONA!!!!!

She's really going through it.

Fun fact: Olivia Presti has curly hair!!! That means that Oona should have curly (or at least wavy) hair... but she doesn't. Which is honestly so sad.

But I can always mitigate that, so I draw her hair wavy. I guess it's more extremely frazzled than wavy, but it's the same effect in the end.

EYEBAGS. She doesn't sleep after The Incident. She also has downturned eyes, just because she gives off that vibe.

Miscellaneous hcs:

- Oona is a regular customer of a local rage room

- She knows how to use a crossbow to a mildly terrifying extent

- If a flight of stairs has a railing, she'll slide down it. She almost always ends up falling

- Her last name is Silva

- She says she knows how to speak Polish, but she only knows a select few words and doesn't know what they mean. They're all curse words.

- Subsequently, Oona is banned from several Polish restaurants across the city

That's all!! They're all so silly :3

#odd squad #odd squad pbs kids #agent olive #olive odd squad #agent otto #otto odd squad #agent olympia #olympia odd squad #agent otis #otis odd squad #agent oona #oona odd squad #my art #i love them dearly i really do

[tomiochan]

PAPILION Set | TOMIOCHAN

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Don't claim as your own.

Do not convert into any game.

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[heavyhighlandheart]

Hawkins Hellraiser Pt.1

My first fic writing in yeaaaars, any comments welcome!! 

Chapter One: The Class

Summary: You're the new outcast at HH and Eddie is obsessed. Enemies to friends to lovers.

Warnings: swearing, use of the words freak, slut and bitch.

Pairing: Reader not gendered but hinted at female. 

w/c: 1.2k

“Fucking shithole,” you say to yourself, looking at the entrance to Hawkins High. The tiger banners hung proudly and you scoffed, another jock-ridden swamp. Your headphones hung around your neck, attached to the Walkman in your bag, scuffed up from you dropping it so many times and taped up at the edges to keep it shut. You know you could just buy another, but as long as it plays your cassettes, it still fucking works. 

You put your headphones back in their place amongst your mess of curly hair, styled with Stevie Nicks and Joey Ramone in mind, but there wasn’t much you could do to tame it. Your fringe hung just above your lashes, where you wore a thin slip of eyeliner and a touch of mascara, nothing too fancy, and you couldn’t be bothered with anything else. Your headphones tugged on your collection of ear piercings, drawing a slight grimace to your mouth. Pressing play, the bouncy intro of Dreams by Fleetwood Mac began, one of the only songs that could ease your anxious mind and racing heart. This whole cassette, in fact, was one of your own making, a compilation of your favourites. Ms O’Donnell’s was your first class of the day, according to the schedule stuffed in your pocket. “Get in, get out,” you think to yourself. Just a few more months of this and you’re finished with school and free to do whatever you please. “I just need to graduate”. 

All eyes are on you as you walk down the corridor. Your music is too loud to hear their whispers, but you can read their lips, “freak”, “slut”, “bitch”, sometimes in the same sentence. You’d heard it all before and the words passed right over you, in a way it had become empowering. You liked being the outcast because you knew nobody would come near you, and therefore nobody could hurt you. The chains hanging from your belt clinked against your hips, your black jeans hugging your legs in all the right places. Your black Docs were worn in places. They were at least twenty years old now, but still had life in them. They were the only gift your father ever gave you, even if they were hand-me-downs. You wore a ripped black vest, the faint outline of The Who’s logo still clinging to the torn fabric and threatening to show more skin than school would allow. Your blue denim jacket was your staple, you wore it with everything. The sleeves had been haphazardly cut off with kitchen scissors, a brass button was missing and the collar was about as straight as the curls on your head. A Metallica patch took centre stage on the back of your jacket. Ride the Lightning had been released a couple of years before, and you’d had it on repeat for months following. Smaller patches covered the front of the jacket, Thin Lizzy, Whitesnake, Fleetwood Mac, Blondie. Your taste was a tad eclectic, you could handle the pop they played on the radio but rock was your muse, and heavy metal had you in a chokehold. 

Walking into the classroom, you find that most seats are already taken. You pull your headphones down around your neck before reaching into your bag and pressing pause on the Walkman. “Hey, another freak!” a jumped-up basketball jock shouts from the back of the room. You shoot daggers at the overly-pretty blue eyes and flip him off while taking an empty seat in the middle of the room. 

Eddie couldn’t keep his eyes off you. Never had he seen someone who was so much like him, and yet so different, especially in Hawkins. You could feel eyes on you, but assumed it was just everyone staring and not just one person. You’d missed him as you walked in. He sat at the back of the classroom in the far corner, on a come-down from last night’s high and feeling a little groggy. He was leaning back on his chair and drumming on the desk with a pencil he’d found on the floor, of course he never brought his own. He dropped it when he saw you, which startled him and seemed to wake him up. He now leaned forward over his desk, arms falling over the edge, and then leaning on his elbows and then messing up his hair. He didn’t know how to hold himself. 

“Mr Munson, do you need something?” Ms O’Donnell asked. “Uh no, I’m good,” Eddie replied sheepishly, “just uh- can’t wait to get started with class, of course”. Ms O’Donnell shook her head and turned to write on the blackboard. You smirked as you got out your textbook and notepad, discreetly chewing a sweet, apple-flavoured gum. 

It wasn’t long before class was over, and you only had three spitballs in your hair, courtesy of the boneheads in basketball garb. You brush them out as you leave the room, a common gift received at every school you’ve been to. You’ve only got five minutes to get to your next class and you hate being late, so you pick up your pace as you enter the corridor. You hear the shuffling and squeaking of shoes on the floor behind you. 

“Hey! - Hey, wait!” 

Eddie catches up to your side, you glance at him briefly then continue to stare straight ahead, on a mission to get to your next class. 

“So uh- you like Metallica?” You don’t respond, you’re just here to get in and get out. “I’ve seen them live three times, they’re so fffucking sick. Have you heard the new album yet? It’s only been out like a couple of weeks but it’s so awesome. I’ve already learned Master of Puppets and, it’s well- it’s uh- not perfect but like- it’s just got this awesome fucking riff that goes like th-”

You whip around, hand on Eddie’s chest, pushing him into the nearest lockers with a hard thud, startling other passing students who start to scurry away. Your Docs add an extra couple of inches to your height, making you tower over Eddie as he’s slumped against the cold metal. 

“Listen, Munson- I’m not here to make friends. I’m here to do my shit and get out, okay?” Eddie was paralysed, his mouth open but making no sound, the smell of sweet apple on your lips making his stomach flutter. He looked down at your hand gripping his shirt and gulped, his mouth suddenly felt dry. “You keep to yourself, and I’ll keep to myself, got it?” Eddie nodded desperately, his lips now closed, “mm-hmm”, he agreed.

You felt powerful standing over him like this, it was a new feeling, a good feeling. You released your grip and Eddie slid from the lockers, catching his balance. You kept your stare on his big, brown eyes; they looked so innocent, it tugged on your heart a little. You walked away, headphones back on, pressing play on the Walkman, Creeping Death coming in fast. Eddie watched you leave, looking you up and down. He scoffed, running his hands through his own curls. Laughing to himself he playfully punched a nearby locker, sending a rumble along the wall. “Let’s see what you’ve got, Blondie.” 

#eddie munson #eddie x fem!reader #eddie x y/n #stranger things 4 #eddie munson stranger things #eddie fanfic #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x female reader #enemies to friends to lovers #enemies to lovers #eddie fluff #eddie munson fluff

[themakeupbrush]

What are your thoughts on the Schiaparelli tech baby, specifically in regards to any sort of societal commentary but also in terms of the rest of the collection?

Collection description from Daniel Roseberry

If there's one thing Schiaparelli is good at, it's having a weird showstopper that everyone will be talking about. It always feels a little gimmicky but clearly it works and keeps fashion week interesting, so I'm not complaining. Also, Daniel Roseberry's dedication to fashion + couture is always inspiring. You can read an article here where he complains about people feeding his work through AI, being inspired by other couture icons, and honoring a member of the atelier who's retring.

I think they accomplished the classic Schiaparelli goal of putting two unlikely things together and making them work, but to me this collection kind of felt like it had one too many design concepts going on. It had extraterrestrial, technology, texas cowboy, and then all the iconic Schiaparelli design elements. The outfits on their own were great and cohesive, but it kind of made the show feel like it was all over the place.

Collection description from Daniel Roseberry:

In 1877, Elsa Schiaparelli’s uncle Giovanni Schiaparelli, the director of the Brera Observatory in Milan, discovered something new: a series of channels, an area as large as the Grand Canyon, scoring the surface of Mars. He also coined the term “Martian”, and inadvertently began our modern fascination with creatures from out there, a fascination that continues to this day. So it makes sense that space has always been an informal code of the Maison. Elsa was, famously, preoccupied with astrology, and why not? Looking to the stars was clearly a family pastime. This collection is an homage to that obsession, as well as a study in contradictions — of legacy and the avant-garde, of the beautiful and the provocative, of the earthbound and the heaven-sent. But as art (and nature) teaches us again and again, the things and ideas that seem diametrically opposed to each other can also combine to make startling chimeras, objects composed of familiar parts that, when united, create something unexpected and new It is, in fact, one of the Maison’s guiding philosophies: Elsa was committed to unlikely marriages win her own design, and the looks in this collection honor that tradition, combining old world techniques (such as over-embroidered guipure laces, velvet and lace appliqués, and hand cut and embroidered chenille fringe) with new world shapes, patterns, and references (such as a motherboard-and-strasse microchip dress encrusted with pre-2007 technological artifacts — now, the technology I grew up with is so antiquated that it’s almost as difficult to source as certain vintage fabrics and embellishments). They also unite her personal references with my own: you’ll see abstracted references to iconographies of my home state of Texas throughout, from the bandana, here remade in hand-painted paillettes; to the cowboy boot, reconceived as a thigh-high fantasy bristling with buckles; to the iconic horse braid dressage knots redone as silk satin spikes and smothering a camel suede bomber jacket and a white denim corset suit. Elsa was famous for her codes — the keyhole, the measuring tape, anatomical body parts — and we’ve embedded them like Easter eggs in jewelry, shoes, clutches, and embroidery, a secret message from us to the woman who wears them. The result are a series of profiles both familiar and not — part human, part something else. And, therefore, totally Schiaparelli.