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Sorry this took so long to post eugh. Anyways. Woke up, Ayesha Erotica turned on, felt hot. Bone apple teeth. A shitty photo of an eepy guy.
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tangentially animal-related hcs 4 the mean girls crew bc i am now responsible for giving a goldfish daddy issues
cady
inexplicably allergic to dogs and always in the first four stages of grief about it. don’t @ me about the medical semantics i just want her to suffer a little
tried to get a job at petco the second she turned eighteen but learned of the above information in the most destructive job interview since janis’s application to be the local coffee shop’s cool gay barista (they were worried that she’d swear at fighter-jet-takeoff volumes if she touched hot coffee) (she did, but only because they started playing a shitty pop cover of one of damian’s fave show tunes) and came out of the building a puddle of mucous and tears
grossly fascinated by the grossest of primitive functions. her insta page is all dope and authentic until you find a selfie taken using the back camera 0.5x with the corpse of an effervescent snail and a bunch of reels telling you how to narrow down what bird species are destroying your garden by the splay of their shit
has a miniature aneurysm whenever movies get stuff wrong about animals. artistic liberties are granted to janis alone. like sure if she’s in the theater she’ll sit through the movie fisting popcorn down her throat but as soon as she gets out of there the entire mall becomes a soapbox for dissecting the bullshit sexual dimorphism of giving female animals eyeliner
thus while i know the headcanon of her loving the lion king is basically canon i think she’s absurdly secretive about it. like she’s burying her merchandise and blu-ray copies under her bed in the dead of night while secreting more sweat than should be possible. she could come out to her parents and elope to antarctica no problem but liking the lion king which implies that lighter manes = stronger lions is a death sentence
probably got banned from a bunch of zoos for interrupting field trips
janis
had one of those angel/wolf/dragon/whatever hybrid phases as a kid like all good artists. did those like. not quite furry but not quite human animal art commissions on twitter for a while for the funnies but discovered a lucrative market and never turned back
does not know how to hold human or animal babies. like she’s good at taking care of them in terms of general physical and intellectual nourishment but that limp wrist is not supporting any necks properly
mercilessly makes fun of the whole “would you love me if i was a worm” trend. she doesn’t even love most humans what makes you think she has any answer for you regarding that other than that she’d turn you into a super deep art piece museums would purchase for exorbitant amounts
that being said she feels like a vivarium girlie to me. she’s nocturnal like a pillbug and post-canon constantly tries to convince the plastics that her pacman frog is poisonous
feeds her meticulously decorated ant farm gourmet meals every day. anyone else gets microwavable mac and cheese at best
this one probably won’t make sense unless you’re a jenny nicholson fan but she has a fake id for buying wine and turning the corks into those hallmark craft animal sculptures (and selling the open wine bottle to mrs george in back alleys)
damian
his grandma owns the most omnicidal chihuahua in the state of chicago. it’s how he learned to dance with such mental and physical dexterity. how else would he have survived visits to the nursing home
^ attempted to adopt the chihuahua’s children to have his own bruiser woods moment. turns out, even with his classically trained tenor voice, puppies and janis respond to the “drop it” command much the same way. that is to say they do not drop it and the puppies ran away with ninety nine per cent of his anastasia-inspired music box memorabilia
has a love-hate relationship with cats the musical. like memory is one of his top ten karaoke songs but he’s not going to admit it until he’s several fruity seltzers into the night. wishes all the actors in the movie had been replaced with real cats picked off the street before anything else was approved
played milky white in a scammy local production of into the woods and so so so embarrassed about it. he had to be on stilts the whole show
stuck a fish in regina’s backpack sometime in sophomore year but found karen feeding it and talking to it about her worst fears and greatest dreams felt too guilty to continue with the next phase of his plan (sticking a very hot picture of janis in regina’s backpack) (karen probably would’ve tried to talk to the photo too)
regina
musical specific but i think she didn’t Exactly do a matching animal costume with gretch and karen because 1) what can you dress up as when your friends are going as a cat and a mouse. cheese? 2) had cady not moved into the neighborhood, she’d have gone as a sexy lion to ease into the prospect of. you know. with shane oman but going as a sexy lion when your shiny new homoerotic frenemy has a lion pin on half her clothing isn’t quite a non-questionable choice
had a warrior cats phase she keeps under lock and key in the very depths of her closet. her closet is an iceberg of issues that goes shein -> homosexuality -> warrior cats and climate change is doing a number on it
fried a couple of janis’s ants alive with a magnifying glass sometime before middle school. she’s never flirted normally in her life
the bulk of janis’s furry commission clientele. she has so many emails for alternate accounts that she could get every american president ever suspended from twitter if national security let her. that’s including the dead ones
remember the nigh-rabid chihuahuas damian had. yeah she’s been raising those in secret for a few years now. mrs george doesn’t notice because regina hides them in her hair and extensions are, like, totally in or whatever
had a horse girl phase. all her drawings of horses came out like this meme tho. the art freaks nickname was born out of jealousy
gretchen
chose to be a sexy cat for halloween to match with karen because she has no sense of identity. also because she remembers regina’s warrior cats phase
actually a guinea pig person. i’ve never met a guinea pig person but she feels like one. they’re both in dire need of daily interaction and likely polyamorous
but also peri-canon gretchen could not keep a pet alive she’d spend every cent of the wieners fortune on buying the animal’s love
speaking of. her family bought a stable to fuel “her” horse girl phase. she just wanted to make regina happy and couldn’t stay on a saddle if there was an escalator that plopped her right on the horse
cares about the puppy bowl more than she cares about the superbowl
instinctively pets cute animals. if they bite her then she deserved it
karen
chose to be a sexy mouse for halloween because tom and jerry was having a media marathon and she’s into that sort of power dynamic
believes in unicorns more than she believes in horses. this is because she had a horse girl phase for the hottest of seconds before realizing that none of the ponies at the apache trail sale had horns and thought they had their horns cut off for aesthetic reasons
animals love her so much. survived a jellyfish attack because the jellyfish sensed she just wanted to pet something shiny and absolutely respected that. pests of all shapes and sizes evict themselves stat when karen says her mom doesn’t appreciate her hundred thousand dollar lotions being invaded by peril-bringing insects. strays follow her 24/7. gretchen is jealous (of the animals)
thinks tigers are very sick zebras
thinks blobfish are cuter when they’re all flesh putty out of their natural habitats but would also break into a zoo if she thought the animals were being mistreated
was banned from australia at the age of eight because she tried to have a sleepover in a kangaroo’s pouch
aaron
mean girls insta described him as a golden retriever so i’m also hcing him as being allergic to dogs <3 equality
becomes deeply fearful of all fauna after falling into a research rabbit hole for the sake of connecting with cady. what do you mean buffalo are some of the deadliest beasts on the planet and not just a type of chicken wing
kevin g
a preteen vsco girl in her granola advocacy era stuck in a teenage boy’s body. he has saved more turtles than any natucate volunteer by repurposing his rejected business cards to make a selfie stick long enough to stick him in the same selfie as gretchen wieners. the selfie stick has been in progress since daycare. he has also gone to the hospital more than any natucate volunteer do not trust this man with shop class equipment
#mean girls#cady heron#janis sarkisian#janis ‘imi’ike#damian hubbard#regina george#gretchen wieners#karen smith#karen shetty#aaron samuels#kevin gnapoor#kevin ganatri#these r so long for no reason#who wants goldfish pics btw
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“Small Things” - A Short Snippet
Something sweet and fluffy with Jean.
So, you didn't have your best moment today.
You scrub your face, your cheeks burning as you think back on this afternoon. You - rushing to the single stall bathroom Jean had showed you. You - barely closing the door before the ugliest sound had wrenched its way out of your throat. You - after texting Jean, cracking the door open to let them in before pouring out an absolute torrent of word vomit.
Fuck.
You press your heels against your eyes. After a warm shower, everything seems that much more embarrassing.
You know Jean, out of all people, would understand it. Everything built up, bottled up, shut up inside of you until something - any small, little thing - just makes it completely untenable. It's in these moments that make you want to change yourself - eat better, work out more, find a therapist finally - but you know how it is, that sooner or later you'll be back on your old shit, because if medicine is your daddy, you're one hell of a masochist.
The sound of your doorbell makes you jump, and you frown. Eli would've texted you if they had forgotten their key, and unless you complete forgot about ordering take-out, the person outside your door isn't a delivery driver. You peek through the peep hole and...don't see anyone. Instead, you just see three brown paper bags neatly on your doorstep.
You open the door cautiously. Did Eli order groceries without you? The two of you always put your grocery order in on Sunday (although given the week the two of you have had, that's gone over the way side), but maybe they went on a late night solo spree? You take the bags in and set them on the kitchen counter, about to message Eli, when your phone pings.
You mentioned you didn't have any food in your apartment, so I bought you some stuff. I hope it isn't too weird!!
Jean.
A smile forms on your face, widens as you unpack the haul. There's your favorite fruit, your favorite seltzer, a box of mac and cheese, pasta and sauce. Little snack wheels of cheese, olive oil crackers, sun-dried tomato spread. And, of course - a box of chamomile tea.
Not weird at all! you text back. Thanks so much!! You're beyond amazing.
And then you snap a selfie of you in front of the groceries, beaming like you've won the lottery - because, if you admit to yourself, you really have, having a friend like Jean, a friend that remembers you like tangerine seltzer, a friend that'll show up to hug you when you're having a breakdown in a single stall bathroom, a friend that you know has your back.
(And - if you thought more about it, it would be so easy, wouldn't it, to be with them. But - that, that's a thought for another day.)
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happy christmas eve i am shloshed (selfie under the cut—consider yourself forewarned)
(this drink is literaly just cranberry vodka and seltzer water)
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@thisgingersnapped50 tagged me for a gpoy but I'm not sure I can muster that up so have a mugshot.
I'm drinking Quirk Cherry Blossom Lime Seltzer from Boulevard Brewing.
Today was AWFUL.
I spent the day trying to get my Effexor, while suffering from the effects of being out of it. The breast center says my primary prescribes it, my primary says the breast center prescribes it. So I was doing reverse customer service to get their people (either clinic!) to prescribe it.
Then I had to drive across town in the rain at rush hour to go get it, and convince the pharmacy that yes, I needed it tonight. (I may have cried.)
Then back across town in worse weather to get home.
So now I'm celebrating. Even though I only have an hour and a half or so until bedtime.
BY THE WAY FRIENDS: Do you need refills on your meds? Better check before it gets to this point for you.
I tag: @belovedgoofball @fatmaninalittlesuit @earthmomma30 @plussizeadventure @katstrphe for a gpoy/mugshot/any type of selfie if you'd like to play.
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One San Diego Evening 0.2 - Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw
Pairing: Rooster x Female Reader
Summary: Bradley Bradshaw always has a plan. It may not be well executed, but he always has a plan.
But with you, he was willing to take a risk. Even if he nearly passed out on your lap after one too many drinks.
TLDR: Rooster meets romcom. That’s it that’s the tweet.
Part 2 of RomCom!Rooster
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The Dagger Squad followed suit, following the promise of abundant alcohol. You were already situated inside, having met up with your friends and their significant others. Rooster quickly spotted you again, keenly observing the way you interacted with the group.
He did notice how you didn’t seem to have a boyfriend.
Just as he was planning to start gravitating towards you, Coyote quickly shoved a shot full of clear liquor into his hands. The rest of the squad held their shots.
“Earth to Bradshaw, whatever you’re thinking, stop,” Phoenix snickered, raising her glass. “Before you embarrass yourself again. Anyways, as I was saying, bottoms up!”
From that point onward, everything was a blur. Rooster remembered the alcohol burning as it traveled down his throat but quickly began to lose count of how many drinks he had. Clear liquor, dark liquor, seltzer drinks, the crew did not hesitate with the orders. They might as well blown their holiday bonus on this night.
You were right, this bar did not skimp on the alcohol. Rooster wasn’t quite sure if that was a good thing anymore.
Bob and Phoenix, with good sensibility, stopped downing drinks after the first few. They had figured that they would end up babysitting the rest of the crew, but they haven’t had the slightest clue as to how they were going to get five grown men into an Uber. Well, most of them were faring well, however, Rooster’s tolerance seemed to be abysmal.
You, on the other hand, sipped a can of Diet Coke for most of the night. While you enjoyed going out with your friends, you had an early shift the following morning and planned to say your farewell within the next hour or two. Perhaps another time, you could let loose.
You stood by the bar, waiting for the bartender to come back with a couple glasses of water for your friends. A couple seats down, the squad was trying to do the same. Hangman and Coyote continued their flirting, Payback and Fanboy trying to read the bar’s menu due to a sudden onset of hunger, while Rooster had his face buried in his hands.
“Smile folks,” Bob announced, holding his phone in front of him to snap a picture of the entire group. “I’m sending this to Mav.”
It was a cute picture, most of them were grinning ear to ear, albeit slightly flustered from the drinks. Rooster still had his face buried in his hands. Maverick and Penny are definitely going to enjoy this selfie.
“Why did I agree to this,” he groaned, clutching the glass of water once the bartender returned.
“It could be worse, buddy,” Hangman chuckled, tilting his head towards you, reaching over to steal a fry from Payback and Fanboy’s spread. “You could’ve embarrassed yourself in front of her. Well, embarrass yourself, again.”
Rooster lifted his head up to look in the direction the blonde was referring to. You weren’t hard to miss.
“I’d say ask her for her number, but God knows you’re basically incapable of standing right now,” Hangman continued, attempting to steal another fry and possibly a wing before getting his hand slapped by Payback. “Hey!”
“Get your own food, Bagman,” Fanboy mumbled through a full mouth. His arms instinctively wrapped around the metal tray of fried goodies.
“Phoenix, be a dear, and order me some sliders and some onion rings?” The blonde batted his eyelashes towards the female aviator, a cheeky smile plastered on his face.
“You can get those sliders and shove it up your—” Phoenix started, only to be cut off by Bob.
“Guys!” He gestured to his phone excitedly. “It’s official, Maverick just sent pictures! Wait, Jesus, that’s a massive rock.”
While the crew started to huddle around the phone, they didn’t even realize Rooster broke away to talk to you.
You spotted him in your peripherals, walking towards you. He wasn’t exactly hard to miss with that shirt of his, which you got a better look at once he got closer.
Little airplanes, flying over beaches, was the print. On anyone else, it would have looked awful. For some reason, he managed to pull it off. Of course, he was extremely attractive too. You did note his excessive swaying when he walked.
“Scooter guy!” You have him a brief wave, wiggling your fingers. You gestured to the empty seat besides you, shortly after, he plopped into the seat.
“Please don’t bring up those cursed hell on wheels,” he chuckled, propping his elbow onto the bartop so he could rest his face in his hand while talking to you. “I was hoping to see you in here.”
“Well, I did tell you and your friends I was going inside before I left,” you teased, sitting in the seat next to him. “Having a good time?”
“Well, you weren’t lying on the alcohol part. I don’t think I can walk straight after those drinks.”
“So I’ve noticed. Bang for your buck, really.”
“You’re from around here?”
“Sort’ve. Moved back a couple months ago, but I grew up in San Diego before I moved out for college and everything else that followed. You?”
“Meeting up with some old buddies of mine, but I’m usually here for work.”
Conversation between the two of you was easy, flowing effortlessly. You learned that he was a pilot of some sort, and that “Rooster” was his callsign. He learned that you were a nurse following your college graduation, working mostly in Los Angeles until an opportunity brought you back to San Diego.
You both discovered that you both like pineapple on pizza, listen to old rock and jazz, and enjoy indulging in Netflix shows here and there. Bradley thought he could listen to you talk all night. You spoke with passion, your hands making little gestures whenever you told a story.
You on the other, was screaming internally. It wasn’t every day you bumped into a gorgeous man, and although he was on the cusp of dozing off right on the bar, he listened to you intently. Those gorgeous brown eyes of his, which you could see little gold flecks that reflected the warm light from the bar fixtures, since you were so close.
It didn’t take too long for the group to realize he was missing. Hangman noticed, originally alarmed that he disappeared, only to be propped next to you. He flicked Phoenix on the arm to grab her attention, pointing to you two.
“Hey–” Phoenix snapped, before realizing who he was pointing to. “Oh, hell.”
The rest of them lifted their gaze from the phone, originally fawning over the sunset engagement photos, following the two’s line of vision.
“Should we save her?” Fanboy joked. “How did he even manage to walk over?”
“Well, I’m more surprised she hasn’t slapped him by now,” Coyote commented. “She seems to like talking to him.”
Unfortunately for Rooster, the alcohol caught up with him, and as much as he wanted to continue talking to you, he couldn’t help his heavy eyelids. His shoulders dropped, eyes closed, he leaned forward.
You caught him, barely, and his head was now resting in your lap, while he was still sitting on his own stool. Luckily, he leaned forward, instead of to the side, otherwise he would most likely be on the floor. Even so, his physique was much larger than yours, and you were struggling to keep both his head and the rest of his body from rolling off.
“Ok, now she needs saving,” Phoenix butted in, marching promptly towards you to help. The rest of the guys followed, although Bob was slightly delayed.
He discreetly took a picture of the sight, only to tease Bradshaw about it the following day.
Even in his drunken half-asleep state, Rooster thought your lap was pure comfort. He felt your hands resting on both sides of his head, preventing him from falling off. Hopefully he’ll remember this interaction.
#rooster x reader#bradley bradshaw#bradley bradshaw fic#rooster bradshaw x reader#bradley bradshaw x female reader#rooster top gun#top gun x reader#top gun maverick#natasha trace#jake seresin#pete maverick mitchell#maverick fluff#rooster fluff#romcom rooster#bob floyd#phoenix#hangman#bob is my scooter king#miles teller#i havent written in so long#pls help
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By the Waves or the Wind
@flashfictionfridayofficial Much happier mood when I wrote something in the sand.
The kids still weren’t allowed to sleep outside, but this time they were allowed to stay out as late as they wanted.
It wasn’t quite ‘allowed’ anymore, when this year almost all of them were over 18 and some of them were over 21. Now it was more ‘advised not to, with the general feeling that it was probably best to accept the advice of the parents who were still supporting you, to various degrees, and paying for your vacation’.
Or in one case ‘allowing you to come on vacation’.
Allie was not the biggest fan of Nico being invited on vacation. The people actually paying for the vacation got the say, of course, but it was weird when for years it had just been the cousins to suddenly have A Couple among them. Everyone was acting weird. Amanda and Nico were trying very hard to make everyone like him. Britt was trying too hard to be the Fun Cousin who was Totally Cool with Nico joining them. Jeff was at about double the snark level he normally was when it was just the cousins, so either he was trying to annoy Nico, he was also trying to impress Nico in his own snarky way, or he was trying to act normal and was overdoing it.
Allie was… Allie hoped she was acting normal. It was only fair when she knew that part of the reason she wasn’t the biggest fan of Nico being invited on vacation was that if her relationship had lasted, she would have also been able to bring a boyfriend along on vacation this time.
It was frustrating to be the first of the cousins to get in a relationship and now have nothing to show for it.
Two years ago they’d been at a campground near the beach, and they’d sat there to watch the sun set and dusk fall. This time they were at a campground on the edge of the desert, and as they walked out into it with their blankets and cooler the sun was already below the horizon, the sky already a dusky blue.
They spread out the blankets and got drinks out of the coolers, hard lemonades and seltzers for everybody. They’d put in some sodas in so their parents wouldn’t know for sure they were all planning on drinking the alcohol, but when Jeff had tried to put in some IPAs his dad had stopped him, so maybe the parents had suspicions.
Emma did some cartwheels in the sand. Jeff quickly finished a seltzer and took another. Amanda and Nico tried to take silhouette selfies with the dusk behind them, and Britt jumped in and offered to take their picture, encouraging them to kiss, which they didn’t, but only because Amanda said the silhouette should be cooler if they faced each other close but not too close so it showed both of their faces.
Allie thought about two years ago, when Emma was trying to teach Amanda to do cartwheels and Jeff was snarking about them and she herself was wishing her boyfriend, the first significant other of the next generation, could be here. Wondering if in two years he would be allowed to come on vacation. Going down by the water where Jeff wouldn’t see to snark at her and tracing a heart with ‘A + R’ in the sand, a little sad that it would be washed away but liking the idea that it would become a part of the ocean.
It was dark enough that no one would see, and a tracing in dry desert sand should be hard to see even in the light. Allie traced it lightly into the sand next to where she sat at the edge of the blanket– A, heart, R.
This one would be scattered by the wind. Which seemed fitting.
She had a second’s thought of writing ‘A + N’ but that was mean. And would she really feel any better if her cousin got her heart broken too?
So she traced that into the sand– heartbroken. And liked the idea of it being scattered by the wind.
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Instead of going out im listening to Triple J and doing boring finance stuff
At least I've got a bevy
Lil blueberry beer seltzer thingy
Is nice
Have a selfie :)
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More #LikeAHusky adventures. Selfie on library quad, one last nose rub to King Husky, and fancy water and a ginger-cranberry seltzer concoction at the senior donor reception at ISEC. https://www.instagram.com/p/CdcAJsxLDGn/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Seguici sul:https://notizieoggi2023.blogspot.com/2024/01/fedez-chi-ce-dietro-gli-errori-dalla.html Fedez, chi c'è dietro gli errori: dalla responsabile dei contenuti al capo ufficio stampa, malumori nel team «Un dream team». Così scriveva il capo ufficio stampa della società di Fedez a margine dalla foto di gruppo con i colleghi di lavoro. Ma qui non si tratta dei campioni americani del basket di Barcellona '92. Non c'è Michael Jordan, Magic Johnson o Charles Barkley, ma tutta la squadra del rapper. È il giugno del 2023 e l'immagine ritrae sorridenti durante una campagna pubblicitaria per un hard seltzer. Chissà se, scattata oggi, i protagonisti avrebbero lo stesso umore. Con i Ferragnez coinvolti (e sconvolti) dallo scandalo Pandoro, i dissapori e i malumori serpeggiano anche nel team del marito dell'influencer. Fedez contro un hater: «Ti vengo a prendere». Ma mostra la foto di Wazza, che non c'entra nulla: «Mi ha messo alla gogna» Il capo ufficio stampa Sembrano ormai ricordi lontati quei selfie di gruppo condivisi su Instagram. Elena Cornacchia, capo ufficio stampa della società di Fedez, non ne pubblica più da tempo. Eppure è lei a gestire la comunicazione della società del marito di Chiara Ferragni. Nel 2022 la foto di Natale con Fedez. Tutti insieme. Ma già a settembre del 2023 la presenza dell'artista è un ricordo, con il rapper sostituito da un cartonato. Da quel momento, lui, non appare più. La responsabile dei contenuti di Muschio Selvaggio Chi gestisce la produzione e distribuzione dei contenuti di Muschio Selvaggio, il podcast di Fedez, è Francesca Lupo. Si forma allo IED, per poi approdare nel 2019 nella società del rapper. Di cosa si occupa? Di scegliere la strategia di content marketing attraverso le diverse piattaforme (siti web e social media) e i diversi formati (testi, immagini, video, audio). Un ruolo chiave, non semplice in questo momento: soprattutto dopo le polemiche scatenate dall'ultimo errore commesso del rapper che ha mostrato in diretta la foto di un hater prendendo di mira, però, la persona sbagliata. Il personal stylist Giulio Casagrande è l'Head of Fashion and Creative Projects. Ovvero il capo dei progetti legati alla moda della DOOM Entertainment, l'agenzia di management fondata da J-Ax e Fedez nel 2013. È il personal stylist del rapper. Lo veste per le occasioni più importanti. Come per la premiere spagnola della serie tv Ferragnez, quando scelse un abito di Off White, oppure nel caso del completo rosa utilizzato per la clip del brano Morire Morire. Laureato in Scienze Diplomatiche Internazionali nel 2021, prima di approdare al mondo della moda scrive su Glamour e Vogue Italia per circa un decennio. Poi la svolta quando incontra Fedez. Il padre Franco Franco Lucia è il padre. Anche lui si cimenta con i social. Il suo profilo Instagram conta oltre 178mila follower. Il cibo la sua passione. Video montati ad arte lo ritraggono mentre prepara ricette gustose. Vanta inoltre collaborazioni con chef di primissimo livello, come Federisco Fusca e Daniele Rossi (che in due totalizzano più 2 milioni di seguaci). Insieme al figlio, e alla moglie, è il fondatore della Fondazione Fedez. La madre manager "Momager” le chiamano negli Stati Uniti. Sono quelle mamme che diventano manager di celebrità. È il caso di Fedez. Annamaria Berrinzaghi, conosciuta come Tatiana, ha contribuito attivamente nel percorso professionale del figlio. Nasce a Genova nel 1964 e ora è amministratrice delegata di Doom, la società costituita dal Federico Leonardo Lucia. Quanto guadagna? Percepisce un compenso annuale di 130 mila euro, ma ci sono altre attività a cui si dedica che contribuiscono ad aumentare il suo reddito.
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Last post for the year
Unless something incredibly amaze-balls and loosely art-related happens, I likely won't be blogging on the 24th and 31st.
So I'm ending this year's art-sharing posts with [dissolving] and [art vs artist 2023].
[dissolving] is one of those pieces where the idea was a lot better than both the execution and also the reality behind the idea. I thought it would be cool to show two little seltzer discs dissolving in a purple carbonated drink. To keep the issue short, probably too much happening. And yet I could've made it more explosive and less contained.
As for the art I chose for [art vs artist 2023]:
[mole lay taco] is a recent work I'm really proud of due to the vibrant colors and the stupid pun.
[elbaite shard] was 'very shine and mineral.' It was fun to blend greens, reds, and pinks and have it against a dark background. It was inspired by some things I saw at the Smithsonian during a prior week.
[cube dudette - ver. starry] Drawing this satisfied my galaxy fix and was a nice way to end designing for the [cube dude] series. Note that it will still be up for grabs in my Redbubble shop, even though I am working to shift shop fronts.
['cats'tom shortsord 2023] is a redraw of a derpy short sword I drew HELLA long ago. I'm talking back when I wrote my signature in one line and put an @ in the beginning of it! Anyhow, really satisfying redraw and more color pops.
[souls of the universe] was just cuteness overload. While I sorta question why I threw in two moons, I'm pretty sure it was to add a layer of absurdity: The moons are on opposite sides of the picture, yet they are more on the same wavelength than the two running around on alternate Earth trying to catch each other, heh.
[getting carried away] Alternate titles: Awakening, OH NO MY SHEEP ... A really silly painting. Also
Best part of the picture. XD
7. [shedding light on...] The lighthouse picture was another one of my favorites for this year. So much so that it's used on the homepage of my site. Rethinking the title a bit, but still unsure. It was meant to be another stupid pun, actually. My thought process when something like this: Water has hidden faces -> The hidden faces/forms kinda look like snakes -> Lighthouses cast/shed light on their surroundings... and snakes shed too! Haha......
8. [creek salad] Was my attempt to combine food and landscape. According to my past self, I also ate a salad prior to making the art. A shame I can't remember making or tasting said salad, though.
9. The initial plan was to take a new selfie of me gesturing to the rest of the art from the corner and being silly, but I was short on brain energy and found this picture from my personal social media instead.
#and that's a wrap#art compilation#art vs artist#2023#surreal art#cool art#i'm finally free#happy holidays#stay warm#good night
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I need to stop taking random photos of myself when I feel hot. I’m gonna kill someone at some point
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Holidays 12.3
Holidays
Advocate's Day (India)
Alka Seltzer Day
Be a Blessing Day
Cedar Tree Day (French Republic)
Day of the Secretary (Chile)
Doctor’s Day (Cuba)
E-Discovery Day
Family & Consumer Sciences Day
Flag Day (Saba)
Flamenco Guitar Day
Heart Transplant Day
Inflatable Pig Day
International Baboon Day
International Day of Persons with Disabilities (UN)
International Day of the Basque Language
Jazz Day
King Tupou I Day (Tonga)
Let's Hug Day
Make a Gift Day
National Dorothy Day
National Harley Day
National Heather Day
National Isaac Day
National Lisa Day
National Phenylketonuria (PKU) Awareness Day
National Pig Tail Day
National Ronald Day
National Roof-Over-Your-Head Day
Reinvigorate Your Brain by Reading Something Day
Saba Day (Saba)
San Francisco Javier (Navarra, Spain)
Takata no Inoko (Peace & Good Harvest Festival; Japan)
Telescope Day
3D Printing Day
Tinsel Day
Tree Dressing Day (UK)
Walt Disney World Day
World No Pesticide Use Day
Food & Drink Celebrations
Holiday Ale Festival begins (Portland, Oregon) [Begins in late Nov/early Dec] (Postponed for 2023)
International Trappist Beer Day
National Apple Pie Day [also 5.13]
National Green Bean Casserole Day
National Ice Cream Box Day
National Peppermint Latte Day
Roquefort Day
1st Sunday in December
1st Sunday in Advent [4th Sunday before Xmas] (a.k.a. ...
Adventssonntag (Germany)
Advent Sunday
Hope Sunday
Midwinter Horn Blowing (Netherlands)
Good Neighborliness Day [1st Sunday]
World AIDS Sunday [1st Sunday]
World Ice Skating Day [1st Sunday]
Independence Days
Edenia (a.k.a. Imperial Union of Edenia; Declared; 2017) [unrecognized]
Illinois Statehood Day (#21; 1818)
Feast Days
Abbo of Auxerre (Christian; Saint)
Abraham of Alexandria, Pope (Coptic)
Adrian (a.k.a. Ethernan; Christian; Saint)
Birinus (Christian; Saint)
Bogatir Svatogor Day (Asatru/Slavic Pagan)
Bona Dea Festival (Roman Goddess of Good)
Cassian of Tangier (Christian; Saint)
Copernicus (Positivist; Saint)
Emma (of Lesum or of Bremen; Christian; Saint)
Festival for Serket/Selket (Scorpion Goddess; Ancient Egypt)
Francis Xavier (Christian; Saint)
Gilbert Stuart (Artology)
Godzilla Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)
International Say No to Selfies Day (Pastafarian)
Johann Nepomuk von Tschiderer zu Gleifheim (Christian; Blessed)
Lucius (Christian; Saint)
Max Meldrum (Artology)
Mengloth’s Day (Pagan)
Motorettes (Muppetism)
Pompaia (Procession to Zeus; Ancient Greece)
Sola (Christian; Saint)
Vibrator Day (Pastafarian)
Zephaniah (Christian; Saint)
Lucky & Unlucky Days
Prime Number Day: 337 [68 of 72]
Shakku (赤口 Japan) [Bad luck all day, except at noon.]
Premieres
The BBC Television Shakespeare (UK TV Series; 1978)
Black Swan (Film; 2010)
Brown Sugar, recorded by The Rolling Stones (Song; 1969)
Bullwinkle Cleans Up or The Desperate Showers (Rocky & Bullwinkle Cartoon, S5, Ep. 236; 1963)
Camelot (Broadway Musical; 1960)
The Chanukah Song, by Adam Sandler (Song; 1994)
Concerto in F, by George Gershwin (Piano Concerto; 1925)
Confess, by Patti Page (Song; 1947) [1st Recording with Overdubbed Vocals]
Dark Was the Night, Cold Was the Ground, recorded by Blind Willie Johnson (Song; 1927)
Do They Know It’s Christmas? (Charity Song; 1984)
Elvis (Comeback TV Special; 1968)
High Note (WB LT Cartoon; 1960)
House of Flying Daggers (Film; 2004)
A Leak in the Lake or The Drain Maker (Rocky & Bullwinkle Cartoon, S5, Ep. 235; 1963)
I Love You Phillip Morris (Film; 2010)
Justify My Love, by Madonna (Music Video; 1990)
Machine Head, recorded by Deep Purple (Album; 1971)
My Generation, by The Who (Album; 1965)
The Oregon Trail (Video Game; 1971)
The Power of the Dog, by Thomas Savage (Novel; 1967)
Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer (Christmas TV Special; 1964)
Rubber Soul, by The Beatles (Album; 1965)
Spud (Film; 2010)
A Streetcar Named Desire, by Tennessee Williams (Play; 1947)
Symphony #1 in A, by Edward Elgar (Symphony; 1908)
A Taste of Catnip (WB MM Cartoon; 1966)
Thanks to the Saint, by Leslie Charteris (Short Stories 1957) [Saint #33]
Unknown Soldiers, by Väinö Linna (Novel; 1954)
The Weapon Shops of Isher, by A.E. van Vogt (Novel; 1951)
Wild (Film; 2014)
You’re Sixteen, by Ringo Starr (Song; 1973)
Today’s Name Days
Emma, Franz Xaver, Jason (Austria)
Franjo, Lucije, Sofonija (Croatia)
Svatoslav (Czech Republic)
Svend (Denmark)
Leiger, Leino (Estonia)
Meri, Vellamo (Finland)
François-Xavier, Xavier (France)
Franz Xaver, Jason (Germany)
Glykerios (Greece)
Ferenc, Olívia (Hungary)
Francesco, Saverio (Italy)
Daile, Evija, Jogita, Raita (Latvia)
Atalija, Audinga, Gailintas, Ksaveras (Lithuania)
Svein, Sveinung (Norway)
Franciszek, Kasjan, Ksawery, Lucjusz, Unimir (Poland)
Gheorghe (România)
Oldrich (Slovakia)
Francisco, Javier (Spain)
Lydia (Sweden)
Javier, Malcolm, Malcom, Malik, Xavier, Xaviera (USA)
Today is Also…
Day of Year: Day 337 of 2024; 28 days remaining in the year
ISO: Day 7 of week 48 of 2023
Celtic Tree Calendar: Ruis (Elder) [Day 6 of 28]
Chinese: Month 10 (Gui-Hai), Day 21 (Yi-Wei)
Chinese Year of the: Rabbit 4721 (until February 10, 2024)
Hebrew: 20 Kislev 5784
Islamic: 20 Jumada I 1445
J Cal: 7 Zima; Sevenday [7 of 30]
Julian: 20 November 2023
Moon: 65%: Waning Gibbous
Positivist: 1 Bichat (13th Month) [Copernicus]
Runic Half Month: Is (Stasis) [Day 8 of 15]
Season: Autumn (Day 71 of 89)
Zodiac: Sagittarius (Day 12 of 30)
Calendar Changes
Bichat (Modern Science) [Month 13 of 13; Positivist]
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Holidays 12.3
Holidays
Advocate's Day (India)
Alka Seltzer Day
Be a Blessing Day
Cedar Tree Day (French Republic)
Day of the Secretary (Chile)
Doctor’s Day (Cuba)
E-Discovery Day
Family & Consumer Sciences Day
Flag Day (Saba)
Flamenco Guitar Day
Heart Transplant Day
Inflatable Pig Day
International Baboon Day
International Day of Persons with Disabilities (UN)
International Day of the Basque Language
Jazz Day
King Tupou I Day (Tonga)
Let's Hug Day
Make a Gift Day
National Dorothy Day
National Harley Day
National Heather Day
National Isaac Day
National Lisa Day
National Phenylketonuria (PKU) Awareness Day
National Pig Tail Day
National Ronald Day
National Roof-Over-Your-Head Day
Reinvigorate Your Brain by Reading Something Day
Saba Day (Saba)
San Francisco Javier (Navarra, Spain)
Takata no Inoko (Peace & Good Harvest Festival; Japan)
Telescope Day
3D Printing Day
Tinsel Day
Tree Dressing Day (UK)
Walt Disney World Day
World No Pesticide Use Day
Food & Drink Celebrations
Holiday Ale Festival begins (Portland, Oregon) [Begins in late Nov/early Dec] (Postponed for 2023)
International Trappist Beer Day
National Apple Pie Day [also 5.13]
National Green Bean Casserole Day
National Ice Cream Box Day
National Peppermint Latte Day
Roquefort Day
1st Sunday in December
1st Sunday in Advent [4th Sunday before Xmas] (a.k.a. ...
Adventssonntag (Germany)
Advent Sunday
Hope Sunday
Midwinter Horn Blowing (Netherlands)
Good Neighborliness Day [1st Sunday]
World AIDS Sunday [1st Sunday]
World Ice Skating Day [1st Sunday]
Independence Days
Edenia (a.k.a. Imperial Union of Edenia; Declared; 2017) [unrecognized]
Illinois Statehood Day (#21; 1818)
Feast Days
Abbo of Auxerre (Christian; Saint)
Abraham of Alexandria, Pope (Coptic)
Adrian (a.k.a. Ethernan; Christian; Saint)
Birinus (Christian; Saint)
Bogatir Svatogor Day (Asatru/Slavic Pagan)
Bona Dea Festival (Roman Goddess of Good)
Cassian of Tangier (Christian; Saint)
Copernicus (Positivist; Saint)
Emma (of Lesum or of Bremen; Christian; Saint)
Festival for Serket/Selket (Scorpion Goddess; Ancient Egypt)
Francis Xavier (Christian; Saint)
Gilbert Stuart (Artology)
Godzilla Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)
International Say No to Selfies Day (Pastafarian)
Johann Nepomuk von Tschiderer zu Gleifheim (Christian; Blessed)
Lucius (Christian; Saint)
Max Meldrum (Artology)
Mengloth’s Day (Pagan)
Motorettes (Muppetism)
Pompaia (Procession to Zeus; Ancient Greece)
Sola (Christian; Saint)
Vibrator Day (Pastafarian)
Zephaniah (Christian; Saint)
Lucky & Unlucky Days
Prime Number Day: 337 [68 of 72]
Shakku (赤口 Japan) [Bad luck all day, except at noon.]
Premieres
The BBC Television Shakespeare (UK TV Series; 1978)
Black Swan (Film; 2010)
Brown Sugar, recorded by The Rolling Stones (Song; 1969)
Bullwinkle Cleans Up or The Desperate Showers (Rocky & Bullwinkle Cartoon, S5, Ep. 236; 1963)
Camelot (Broadway Musical; 1960)
The Chanukah Song, by Adam Sandler (Song; 1994)
Concerto in F, by George Gershwin (Piano Concerto; 1925)
Confess, by Patti Page (Song; 1947) [1st Recording with Overdubbed Vocals]
Dark Was the Night, Cold Was the Ground, recorded by Blind Willie Johnson (Song; 1927)
Do They Know It’s Christmas? (Charity Song; 1984)
Elvis (Comeback TV Special; 1968)
High Note (WB LT Cartoon; 1960)
House of Flying Daggers (Film; 2004)
A Leak in the Lake or The Drain Maker (Rocky & Bullwinkle Cartoon, S5, Ep. 235; 1963)
I Love You Phillip Morris (Film; 2010)
Justify My Love, by Madonna (Music Video; 1990)
Machine Head, recorded by Deep Purple (Album; 1971)
My Generation, by The Who (Album; 1965)
The Oregon Trail (Video Game; 1971)
The Power of the Dog, by Thomas Savage (Novel; 1967)
Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer (Christmas TV Special; 1964)
Rubber Soul, by The Beatles (Album; 1965)
Spud (Film; 2010)
A Streetcar Named Desire, by Tennessee Williams (Play; 1947)
Symphony #1 in A, by Edward Elgar (Symphony; 1908)
A Taste of Catnip (WB MM Cartoon; 1966)
Thanks to the Saint, by Leslie Charteris (Short Stories 1957) [Saint #33]
Unknown Soldiers, by Väinö Linna (Novel; 1954)
The Weapon Shops of Isher, by A.E. van Vogt (Novel; 1951)
Wild (Film; 2014)
You’re Sixteen, by Ringo Starr (Song; 1973)
Today’s Name Days
Emma, Franz Xaver, Jason (Austria)
Franjo, Lucije, Sofonija (Croatia)
Svatoslav (Czech Republic)
Svend (Denmark)
Leiger, Leino (Estonia)
Meri, Vellamo (Finland)
François-Xavier, Xavier (France)
Franz Xaver, Jason (Germany)
Glykerios (Greece)
Ferenc, Olívia (Hungary)
Francesco, Saverio (Italy)
Daile, Evija, Jogita, Raita (Latvia)
Atalija, Audinga, Gailintas, Ksaveras (Lithuania)
Svein, Sveinung (Norway)
Franciszek, Kasjan, Ksawery, Lucjusz, Unimir (Poland)
Gheorghe (România)
Oldrich (Slovakia)
Francisco, Javier (Spain)
Lydia (Sweden)
Javier, Malcolm, Malcom, Malik, Xavier, Xaviera (USA)
Today is Also…
Day of Year: Day 337 of 2024; 28 days remaining in the year
ISO: Day 7 of week 48 of 2023
Celtic Tree Calendar: Ruis (Elder) [Day 6 of 28]
Chinese: Month 10 (Gui-Hai), Day 21 (Yi-Wei)
Chinese Year of the: Rabbit 4721 (until February 10, 2024)
Hebrew: 20 Kislev 5784
Islamic: 20 Jumada I 1445
J Cal: 7 Zima; Sevenday [7 of 30]
Julian: 20 November 2023
Moon: 65%: Waning Gibbous
Positivist: 1 Bichat (13th Month) [Copernicus]
Runic Half Month: Is (Stasis) [Day 8 of 15]
Season: Autumn (Day 71 of 89)
Zodiac: Sagittarius (Day 12 of 30)
Calendar Changes
Bichat (Modern Science) [Month 13 of 13; Positivist]
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home, again.
i was sitting on the green with you yesterday. we had gone to the river earlier that day, sitting by its banks feeling the cool breeze swirl around our bare feet and through our hair. it was a nice contrast to the sweltering heat of the bright, sparkly sun that reflected off the water's surface in gem-like glimmers. we watched other people jump into the water shrieking and racing back the shore, giggling and joining their friends watching them. we all fell into the easy friendship we've built up over the years, laughing, taking pictures, and talking about everything.
we then decided to go get dinner, where I changed into a purple shirt and the rainbow choker K had given me for my birthday. the sun had set enough by then that the outside temperature was perfectly mild. we spread out a blanket and sat to eat and talk and talk and talk. oaky, it wasn't all talk. we listened to the students nearby with the drum and accordion playing something that sounded like cumbia. we watched a kid chase another kid in all fours. a little boy in a bike as tiny as him nyoomed past us. we took timed selfies that actually looked good on the first try! and the stuff we talked about...your future, my future, our future. where we want to study, where we want to move, planning out graduation pictures, figuring out what pets we want, contacting our high school teachers. talking about so-and-so, wondering if they're going to school or have a job lined up. and being so, so proud that you got into your second Ivy League. how did we end up here? we were glad, we agreed, that we chose to come here.
we waved at R who was sitting across from us and went over to the liquor store to buy seltzers for that night and the following one. i'm so excited to try the new ones we got!! then we went back home for a game of pong that ended up with both us drunk despite only using two cans of High Noon for each person. when you left for the night, my heart warmed at the thought of doing it all over again tomorrow night. we planned to watch the Mario movie and then get ready for bombtails with the other seltzers we got. and today, my heart yet again warms at the prospect of spring being full of days like this. it's nice being home again, in these walls that i have made mine and in the heart called you.
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Pick your party:
1. Attic with LED lights, CD player, Sega Genesis, Frosted Flakes, Mountain Dew, 5 people
2. Basement, no music, Little Caesars Pizza, local news playing in the background, board games, 11 people
3. Yard, cornhole, fireworks, bonfire, hot dogs and Hamburg’s, country music, bud light, Pepe’s I, second hand smoke, 23 people
4. Garage, pool, pop music, seltzers, nag champa, gossip, no phones, no selfies, all girls, 7 people
5. Bingo Hall, chicken wings, m-a-s-h re-runs on a tube tv, popcorn, flat rc cola, 2 other people.
2 for sure. Board Game fun is unlimited fun, especially with more people. I'm sure I could add strobe lights as needed to Connect 4
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