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theblackfemininesociety · 5 months

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Hi Besties, Let’s Talk BLUSH ☺️

Welcome to "The Black Feminine Society" blog, where we celebrate the strength, beauty, and power of black women. Today, we want to encourage our community to embrace the transformative power of blush and how it can add a touch of softness and femininity to their appearance. In this article, we will explore different shades of blush that work beautifully on medium to deep skin tones, and why it's time to let your radiance shine.

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romance-rambles · 17 days

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319 ROSES AND A DATE

Alkaid gets asked on a date by the girl he desperately wanted to ask out, at least before he found out who the flowers were for. You'd like to maintain that nothing you said was a lie.

— pairing: [modern] alkaid mcgrath x little painter/you

— word count: 2.8k

— tags: takes place after alkaid's florist ending [everything else happens the same way, except alkaid's first meeting with mc happens after godheim], misunderstandings [not unrequited love], some angst

— note: i was moved to try and write a flower shop au at least once after godheim but destiny's call really helped me out. handed me everything on a gold platter and said, "go to town, aya."

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ALKAID STARES DOWN BLANKLY AT the bouquet of white roses in his hands. At some point during his stunned silence, he had unwittingly taken them off yours, just as you had hoped for.

All 319 of them, to be precise—which is a number that, put in a different context, can also refer to 3/19, the day of his birth. Even with the limited capacity he has at the moment to sort out the events that led up to this moment, he can't help the way his heart flutters at the knowledge that you remembered, even though so much time has passed.

"Alkaid?" A gentle tap against his shoulder robs the flowers of their spotlight. "Do you...not like the flowers?"

He looks up and sees you, still here—still dressed so beautifully he's once more in danger of succumbing to asphyxiation, with a fretful expression that makes him wonder if he's already there. When he does not respond, you close the remaining distance between them, obscuring all else from his vision.

It is a problem only because he has nowhere left to run.

"No," he croaks out finally, leaning back over the counter to accommodate you.

Obliviously, you move closer, leaving him with no choice but to avert his gaze once more. Alkaid can only hope you aren't offended—that you don't think he finds you unattractive, with how often he does so. It's only that your beaming smile reminds him of what it feels like to stare down the sun.

"They're lovely."

Satisfied with his answer, you pull back. Your hands are clasped behind your back, and your ponytail sways slightly, once more retreating behind your shoulder. There's an adorable star-shaped pin fastened onto the strap of your cross-body bag.

He sighs discretely, relieved, and pulls the bouquet up to his face as casually as he can. The petals, he hopes, will be enough to cover up the deep scarlet staining his cheeks.

"I'm glad!" You clap your hands together. "I was worried they wouldn't be to your liking. Maybe I should've asked you what your favorite flower was before I tried asking you out."

A self-deprecating laugh slips out as you scratch your cheek. An intricate design spans the length of your nail now—shades of red and green shaped into what he can clearly recognize as halves of a rose hugging the edges—against a black background.

Alkaid bites his lip, converting the interrupted gasp into a quiet exhale.

"You guessed right. I like white roses," he says, hoping desperately that his words are nothing less than reassuring. "Though they share that spot with lilies as well."

"Lilies," you repeat, a determined gleam in your lovely eyes. "I'll keep that in mind for next time."

He bites his lip harder.

THE MORNING HE'S DUE TO hand off your flowers, Alkaid finds himself contemplating the benefits of coffee behind the register.

Though his favorite concealer and his usual color corrector have done much to brighten up his undereyes, they can do little for the grogginess that comes with staying awake the whole night (Why such a specific number? Who are they for? Do you remember him at all?). And, by the time the clock strikes nine, he's already downed three cups of strongly-brewed tea.

What pushes him to finally break away from his usual preferences is a simple headache.

The store is empty, and there remains more than half an hour before you're set to arrive. A sharp twinge of pain in the side of his head as he stands up to check on your flowers draws out a careful hiss. Alkaid, with some amount of lingering hesitance, flips the sign on his door to closed, with a note explaining the rough length of absence. Then he walks out the door, his destination the artsy cafe across the street—the one that makes him think of you whenever he walks in.

Allen, the normally deadpan barista on duty, seems to shut down when Alkaid corrects him on his order. Soon, the news spreads to the rest of the employees, who take turns staring at him as he leaves with a warm thermos of coffee in his hands.

But, in the end, it proves to be an unnecessary trip.

You're already in front of his flower shop when he returns, half-crouched and studying the sign the way someone might study a work of abstract art. Today, too, you have a large, dark blue backpack slung over both your shoulders, its surface decorated with various pins and stickers—mostly of a cat, your cat, but also of a popular manga that you seem to like.

In Passing, that is.

It's about a love triangle featuring a tyrant emperor and a well-liked leader of the rebellion. Even without the reviews praising it for subverting expectations, Alkaid would've picked it up anyway.

He's on the third volume right now, and—

Hmm? His eyebrows furrow. Where did I leave it? In my bag?

All of a sudden, the sleep that had been so insistent on dragging his eyelids down vanishes. Alkaid wracks his brain desperately for the answers, stomach churning at the thought of you finding out about his latest reading material.

Unfortunately, you choose that moment to turn around.

"Oh, Alkaid!"

Your confused expression soon melts away, leaving behind only a cheerful smile. Tightening his grip on his thermos, he exhales silently, before flashing you a gentle smile.

"You're here." Time stops as you begin to approach him, your keychains singing a short jingle to accompany you. Your expression softens, as does your voice. "You didn't forget about me, right?"

Alkaid can only sputter out a half-coherent apology.

The words get drowned out by the insistent, purposeful beating of his heart. It's as if it wants to claw itself out of his chest and entrust itself to your hands, as it is, with shattered bones sticking out of it.

You laugh prettily, as always. "It's okay. I'm just joking."

Then, like a moth to a flame, his gaze falls upon your lips. A soft red, with a glossy sheen, one that matches the color of your skirt. On a plain canvas, it's all the more striking. It leaves him wondering about things he, currently a stranger, shouldn't be fretting over.

He's not sure how long he stares for, with slightly parted lips and a series of half-realized thoughts chiding at him to stop—only that it's not long enough for you to grow uncomfortable.

Alkaid clears his throat, holding up his thermos (I should've bought her something too, he thinks) as an explanation. "I apologize for the wait. I went over to the cafe across the street."

"Coffee lover?" you guess, making room for him to open the door.

"I'm usually more of a tea person." As he slips inside the store, he can't help but chuckle self-consciously, remembering all the different ways he imagined this scene playing out. Naturally, his next words are nothing more than the most blatant lie he's ever told. "I thought I'd try something else for a change."

"Is it a nice place?" Upon seeing the puzzled look he sends over his shoulder, you clarify, "The cafe. I've seen the reviews, but I think only experience can beat the testimony of someone you know."

He considers your question for a moment. "The staff is very friendly. I often stop by during lunch for their sandwiches."

"I see..." you murmur.

"I think you'd like it," Alkaid blurts out as he slips in behind the register, happy to note that his copy of Volume 3 is, in fact, in his bag. "The owner enjoys collecting art—there's a lot of different paintings all over the cafe. Um, since you're an art major."

"Well, now I have to try it out." You don't seem particularly startled that he knows about your major; instead, you take to drawing patterns across the wooden countertop. He thinks he sees the familiar curve of an A. "The cookies you recommended last time were really great too."

When he keeps his silence, the complete opposite of what the state of his mind currently is (she remembers?), you look up.

"Hmm?" You tilt your head, confusion clouding your once smiling expression. "Do I have the wrong person? You're Alkaid, right? From that time in the snow mountains?"

He forces himself to nod, but that too is enough.

A shy smile blossoms on your lips, paired with both a brief flash of relief flitting through your gaze and the slight, almost imperceptible widening of your eyes. Placing your hands above your heart, you sigh exaggeratedly.

"You had me worried for a moment," you say. Your eyelashes cast a dark shadow on your undereyes. "I thought we'd never meet again."

For a moment, he wonders if there's more to your sorrow than you let on. Does it have anything to do with the way you disappeared? Somewhere so far away that no one could reach you at all?

Alkaid shakes off his thoughts.

"But we did," he responds carefully. I never thought we'd meet again either, he does not say instead. "Whether it was destiny, whether it was just a coincidence, we did. All we can do is make the most of it."

A tinge of sadness mars your lovely smile. "I think that sounds lovely."

SOON AFTER THEIR REUNION, DONE properly this time, down to exchanging numbers, Alkaid excuses himself to go fetch your flowers. When he returns, lovesick heart brimming with curiosity over the recipient's identity once more, he finds you've returned to doodling on the counter.

"Here they are, 319 white roses," he announces.

There's a blank expression on your face when you look up. Slowly, as recognition dawns upon you, it melts away to something bitter and rough. Its jagged edges dig into his his heart, leaving a paralyzing mix of sadness and longing to wash over him.

And then—

"Thank you," you say, and take the flowers off his hand.

His hand twitches, yearning for the camera he still keeps in his backpack, for the days where he feels like memorializing something instead. Lovely is the only word he has to describe you as you tuck a strand of hair behind your ears and pull the bouquet close with a faint smile.

Then, you close your eyes, and you inhale deeply. Once more, you are somewhere else—somewhere far, somewhere he can't reach.

"Ah, sorry." You crack one eye open. Now, the bouquet is clutched against your chest, but your sadness remains. "I guess I'm a bit nervous. I don't know if he'll like the flowers."

He? From some far corner of his mind, he recalls the image of your guardian. A tall man, with long silver hair and a pleasant, but guarded expression. Cael, he thinks is the name.

"For your guardian?" Alkaid inquires.

Your smile drops entirely at the mention of your guardian. A complicated series of emotions flash in your gaze, soon averted to one of the potted plants at the display. Scratching your cheek, you offer him a polite laugh.

Today, only some of your nails are a plain black. The rest remain bare.

"No, it's not for Cael." You answer carefully. "Actually—"

Looking down at the flowers, you take a deep breath. When next you speak, your voice has reclaimed the softness it'd shown him earlier—your searching gaze as well. You leave him with the truth, imparting it onto him like a mischievous secret.

"There's someone I'd like to ask out."

His stomach drops, and you leave him with the memory of lovelorn smile, forever imprinted behind his eyelids.

"I hope he says yes."

[3:00 PM] you: Alkaid, do you have any plans tonight?

[3:17 PM] alkaid: No, I'm free

[3:21 PM] alkaid: Did something happen?

[3:22 PM] you:

[3:22 PM] you: I haven't asked him out yet. Gonna do it soon

[3:23 PM] you: All of my other friends are busy rn.

[3:24 PM] you: Is it okay if I stop by after you close up shop?

[3:24 PM] you: I'd want to talk to someone about it

[4:31 PM] alkaid: Of course

SOMEHOW, ALKAID MANAGES TO GET through the rest of the day.

His heart is held together haphazardly with duct tape and carefully-placed staples, though their efforts are thwarted constantly by a popular refrain (You hardly know him. Of course there's someone else.), and he's one stubbed toe away from being reduced to tears, but he manages. Somehow.

He swallows down his what-ifs and maybes and waits, watching the hands on his wristwatch inch ever closer to six in the evening. And eventually, the vaguely promised time arrives.

As he's stepping out from behind the register, a familiar chime echoes cuts through the silence. Alkaid looks up and sees you, dressed still in red and black, your turtleneck and skirt swapped out for a knee-length dress.

"Hi."

The bouquet of white roses—held in both hands, a stark contrast to the black leather jacket you're wearing—covers up its neckline. You smile sheepishly at him, pulling at the mesh of your bright red skirt to mimic a curtsy.

You're beautiful. Even the flowers surrounding them pale in comparison. Even the aurora they'd seen together pales in comparison. You rob him of his breath and leave gasping for a reprieve, but so long as he keeps his memory in even the smallest capacity, that's simply impossible.

The familiar knife called jealousy stabs into his heart, leaving him keenly aware of his longing. He averts his gaze, but the damage has already been done. You are beautiful, and he has waited years to see you.

"Hi." Alkaid swallows uncomfortably, as the sound of your footsteps draws closer. In a panic, his hands brace themselves against the edge of the counter. "Was something wrong with the flowers? I thought—"

A mysterious expression sits upon your features when you pull his gaze onto you, seemingly oblivious to your magnetic power.

With a deep breath, you thrust the flowers at him, knuckles brushing against his chest. You pull back for a moment, taking your flowers with you, and the soft coral of your blush makes it difficult to discern whether you find yourself a victim the of same scarlet blooming across his cheeks.

"That's—" You cough politely. There's a heart-shaped pendant dangling from your golden necklace. The dress is either strapless or your jacket has covered up the straps. "—what I'm here to find out."

Alkaid tilts his head. His confused gaze darts across his surroundings and stops at the glass window of the store's display, thinking perhaps that your mystery boy might be outside. But while the streets are not barren, there is no one outside his store.

You say his name in the same way you told him your secret. Like it's something precious. Like it's something you love. And the truth begins to settle into his bones with a finality that deafens the half-coherent puzzle pieces he's been trying to fit together—he is the only one you could possibly ask out in this empty store.

He has no choice but to look back. At you, and the bouquet you're offering him.

"Would you like to go to the movies with me?"

AND THAT IS HOW HE finds himself with the beginnings of a bruise forming on his lip. He doesn't mind, not when the sting he feels as he wets his lip reminds him that this is not, in fact, a dream (It feels like it though, he thinks), nor a fantasy.

"You...you don't have a girlfriend, do you? It's been a while since then..."

You rub your arm lightly, muttering about something he can't understand, and what else is Alkaid meant to do but take your hand? He squeezes it gently, tickled to find that he can return the favor for all the times you've stolen his breath away.

Your lips part slightly, but whatever you hoped to say does not leave the confines of your mysterious mind. Instead, you draw some of your hair from both sides over your flushed cheeks.

"Nothing like that," he reassures, smiling gently at you. "I'm just surprised. I didn't realize you were talking about me."

"That's a reli—what." In a single moment, your voice goes from girlishly breathless to an irritated flat. Releasing your hair, you blink uncomprehendingly at him. "How?"

Watching you descend into another muttered ramble, Alkaid shrugs. "If you'd still like that date..."

You whip your head in his direction. "Then it's a date!"

The first time he met you, it was when you had fished out of the snow and offered him a warm drink to fight off the cold. They had talked about miscellaneous things, from your half-hearted desire to request a camera for your birthday to who could make the better model between them both.

And back then, he had thought to himself that there was no sound more beautiful than your laugh.

Almost four years after the fact, as he watches you giggle, Alkaid can confidently say his past self had the right idea. Such a specific title leaves him with room to declare your follow-up smile to be just as breathtaking.

#fics by aya #lovebrush chronicles #lovebrush chronicles x reader #alkaid mcgrath #alkaid mcgrath x reader #lovebrush alkaid #lovebrush alkaid x reader #lbc alkaid #lbc alkaid x reader #little painter #rambles from here on ->#i feel like lars has the common sense not to act like a ceo in a manhwa but i really do think cael would think this is fine #i feel like he'd probably be like “this is the least i can do”#that said i am curious if mc paid for those flowers with her own money?? is her mom rich too #i feel like she'd still be funded by lars (because fan) LOL he also coached her on how to ask alkaid out it's the blind leading the blind #should i write mc's pov too LOL #this was just supposed to be silly little misunderstandings and now there's ANGST and BACKSTORY and MORE ANGST

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expulence · 2 months

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💎💄Luxury Makeup 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐒 for a Flawless Look💄💎

With the popularity of skincare these past few years came the desire to achieve a more natural 'your-skin-but-better' makeup look.

♡...Enter the 𝓒𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓷 𝓖𝓲𝓻𝓵 makeup look...♡

It was characterised by minimal use of makeup and an emphasis on enhancing your natural beauty. The foundation needs to look like skin, and the lipstick like natural healthy and plump lips. As simple as this all sounds, it is quite an art form.

So where do you start?

Well, when it comes to achieving a flawless makeup look, quality products can make all the difference. Investing in luxury makeup can elevate your beauty routine and give you a professional finish. Furthermore as high-end products are concerned, a little goes a long way.

Here's a curated list of essential luxury makeup products that you might need in your collection:

𝕮𝖔𝖒𝖕𝖑𝖊𝖝𝖎𝖔𝖓:

A high-quality foundation is the key to a flawless base. Look for a luxury foundation that matches your skin tone perfectly and provides a smooth, even coverage. Brands like Dior and Giorgio Armani offer a range of luxurious foundations that blend seamlessly into the skin, giving you a natural yet polished finish. A good quality concealer can make stubborn blemishes vanish without a thick and unnatural finish.

How to Use:

Apply the foundation using a beauty blender or a foundation brush, starting from the center of your face and blending outwards. Make sure to blend well into your jawline and neck for a seamless look. Start with a light layer and be sure to spot conceal any visible blemishes. This creates a flawless base without the cakey look of layered foundation.

High-end Foundatation/Base Recomendations:

Dior Face and Body Foundation

Giorgio Armani Luminous Silk Foundation

NARS Radiant Creamy Concealer

𝕷𝖆𝖘𝖍𝖊𝖘:

No makeup look is complete without mascara. A luxury mascara can add volume, length, and definition to your lashes, instantly opening up your eyes and making them pop. Choose a higher-end mascara from brands like Too Faced or Yves Saint Laurent for a smoother application, intense pigmentation and long-lasting wear.

How to Use:

Start by curling your lashes with an eyelash curler, then apply the mascara from the roots to the tips in a gentle zig-zag motion. Build up layers for added volume and intensity.

High-end Mascara Recomendations:

Too Face Better Than Sex Mascara

MAC Extended Play Lash

𝕷𝖎𝖕𝖘:

A swipe of luxury lipstick can instantly elevate your look and add a touch of glamour. Opt for a smooth that compliments your skintone from brands like Tom Ford or Charlotte Tilbury for a creamy, long-lasting formula that feels comfortable on the lips. Some sheer lipgloss further elevates the look and adds to the glowy final product.

How to Use:

Start by outlining your lips with a lip liner for precision, then fill in the lips with the subdued lipstick shade of your choice. Ad a layer of clear, light pink of peachy lip gloss for an extra glow.

High-end Lipstick/Lipgloss Recomendations:

Bobbi Brown Luxe Lip Color

LANEIGE Lip Glowy Balm

𝕰𝖞𝖊𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝕭𝖗𝖔𝖜𝖘:

A versatile eyeshadow palette is a must-have for creating a variety of eye looks, from subtle daytime glam to sultry evening styles. Invest in a luxury palette from brands like Natasha Denona or Pat McGrath for a range of pigmented shades and buttery textures. A single decent brow pencil can last you ages and carry you through various looks too.

How to use:

Start by applying an eyeshadow primer and choosing neutral shades that complement your skin tone. Apply a transition shade in the crease, followed by a light shimmer shade on the eyelid. Blend the edges for a seamless gradient and define the lash line with a dark eyeshadow powde. For your brows, brush them in the direction of hair growth, fill in the soparc3 areas gently with a brow pencil or powder for a more natural look.

High-end Eyeshadow/Brow Recomendations:

LAURA GELLER NEW YORK The Delectables Earthy Essentials Baked Eyeshadow Palette

Anastasia Beverly Hills - Brow Wiz

By incorporating these luxury makeup must-haves into your beauty routine, you can achieve a flawless look that exudes sophistication and elegance. Experiment with different shades and techniques to discover what works best for you, and enjoy the transformative power of high-quality makeup products.

But never forget..

💰𝐐𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐐𝐮𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐲💰

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femmefatalevibe · 2 years

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Femme Fatale Beauty Routine: Essentials To Unleash Your Dark Feminine Energy

All of the beauty essentials you need for a more subdued yet sensual look that's suitable for everyday use. You can easily apply a thicker cat eye and a darker lip with a heavier perfume application to transition into a sexy night look, too!

Makeup:

Face:

Foundation/Concealer/Powder (if oily): In Your Perfect Shade

Bronzer: For Contour (Lightly Dust On The T-Zone For An Overall Glow – I love Benefit's Hoola Bronzer or Milani Sun Kissed for a drugstore dupe)

Highlight: (Apply On the Cheekbones & Tip of The Nose for Dry Skin) - I love the RMS Living Luminzer or NYX Born To Glow)

Eyes:

Brow Pencil/Powder: I love the NYX Lift & Snatch Brow Pen – the find the best product for your brow color/hairs

Black Liquid Liner: Apply A Thin Line With A Slight Cat Eye (I prefer a felt tip – my favorite is by Pat McGrath)

Black Eyeliner Pencil: Apply On The Waterline & Tightline (top and bottom inside your eye)

Mascara: In Very Black – I love the Covergirl Lashblast line

Lips:

Dark Pink-Brown Lipstick/Liner & Clear Gloss (Think Charlotte Tilbury Pillowtalk/MAC Cosmo, NYX Free Spirit, Euro Trash, Whipped Caviar)

Hair/Body:

Shampoo/Conditioner: Living Proof/Briogeo/Davines/Ouai make great ones for all different hair types

Crown Affair Hair Towel (and all their other products honestly) is a must!

Oribe Gold Lust Hair Oil (for a splurge – it smells amazing, too)

Nécessaire The Body Lotion or a hydrating option of your choice

Fragrance:

Your signature scent (My favorites for a Femme Fatale vibe are Tom Ford Velvet Orchid, YSL Libre, Kilian Rolling In Love, Byredo Slow Dance)

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classycookiexo · 22 days

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hi could you/your followers pls recommend me some lip liners that actually stay on? all the lip liners i've used come off within an hour even after setting and not touching my lips. thank u!

I gotchu 💕

Charlotte Tilbury’s lip liners

Nyx loud lip liner is very underrated and affordable (Global Citizen is one of their prettiest shades imo)

Makeup Forever aqua lip liner (mainly pink type shades)

Natasha Denona lip liners (they have a beautiful and wider range of neutrals and browns)

Pat McGrath perma gel ultra lip liner

Hourglass Shape and Sculp lip liner (although their shade range is a slightly limited)

Chanel cosmetics Lip Liner

Huda Beauty lip liner (the consistency is very creamy as well)

Dior’s lip liner

Soulmatte filling gel lip liner

Refy lip liner

Rare Beauty lip liner by Selena Gomez (has a very creamy consistency and lasts all day)

Patrick Ta lip liner

If anyone has any more suggestions for long lasting lip liners, feel free to add 💗

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georgiapeach30513 · 3 months

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More Pat McGrath love for the glass skin look.

https://people.com/pat-mcgrath-reveals-how-to-create-her-now-viral-porcelain-doll-inspired-makeup-look-8558335

My Queen!! If you guys don’t follow Pat, and you love makeup, do it. Pat McGrath Labs is her brand and Pat McGrath real is her. She’s a genius. I have been a fan of hers for years. The way she does makeup is absolutely stunning. And the way that her brand is inclusive and has a huge shade range is even better!!

#makeup

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yeli-renrong · 1 year

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When Ken Hale sent the Jabugay tape, he'd urged me to try to find aspeaker of Barbaram, the apparently aberrant language that Lizzie Simmons had declined to speak to us. Certainly Dyirbal and Jabugay had very normal Australian grammar and vocabulary, not radically different from the Western Desert language, almost two thousand miles away. But from the few words that Norman Tindale had published of Barbaram, that language looked really different.

People at Mareeba had mentioned Albert Bennett, at Petford, and early one Sunday morning I set out to try to locate him. I followed the winding bitumen road through Mareeba to Dimbulah, a small Italian-dominated town whose main crop was tobacco, usually with a few fields of marijuana hidden away round the back. From there it became a faint sandy track with no signposts at all. ...

Albert was an oldish, square-framed man with curly grey hair. He was sitting stolidly on a bench just outside his open front door. I introduced myself, but he really wasn't very interested. He didn't remember any Barbaram language, but who'd want it anyway? What good was it?

Now Stephen Wurm had prepared me for questions of this sort. Don't talk about universities, Wurm had said, they won't know what they are. Tell them you come from the museum in Canberra. Everyone knows what museums are, and everyone thinks they are good things. Say you want to put their language in the museum because it's something important. So that it can be preserved - one day their grandchildren can come and listen to it, and see how the old people spoke.

I tried this line on Albert Bennett and he seemed to soften a little. But he still sat quietly chewing on a piece of grass, on the end of the wooden bench, just in the shade. I stood in the sun and hoped. Finally he volunteered a word.

"You know what we call 'dog'?" he asked. I waited anxiously. "We call it dog." My heart sank - he'd pronounced it just like the English word, except that the fInal g was forcefully released. I wrote it down anyway. ...

Barbaram was still a major priority. Following Albert Bennett's suggestion, I'd located Mick Burns, living with his daughter's family in a house on tall stilts at the south end of Edmonton. He was a tall, light-skinned man, very old. He hadn't thought about his language in years, and didn't think he could help me. But I persisted, mentioned a few of the words Albert had given, and he grudgingly thought a bit. Mick Burns sat on the top step, leaning against the door frame, and I squatted on the step below. He remembered twenty-seven words. ... When I did go back the next week, he declined to talk at all. He'd done a bit of thinking, he said, and could remember nothing else. I'd have to go back to Albert.

At her suggestion, I had telephoned Mrs McGrath and asked her to pass on a message to Albert about when I was planning to come, so that he wouldn't go out fishing. Albert seemed quite happy - if not pleased - to see me, and made room for me to sit on the bench with him, out of the sun.

"I don't think I can help you much more ," he said, when I told him about Mick. "I did remember three more words, but I can't think of them now. Oh, heck." ...

Four years later, when I was spending a year at Harvard and first met Ken Hale, he pointed out that the e and o had developed in Mbabaram in the same sort of way as in some languages he had worked on from further up the Cape York Peninsula. An a in the second syllable of a word had become o if the word had originally begun with g. So from guwa "west", Mbabaram had derived wo. We were sitting on a beach near Gloucester, Massachusetts one Sunday in September when Ken suddenly saw the etymology for dog "dog". It came from an original gudaga, which is still the word for dog in Yidin (Dyirbal has shortened it to guda). The initial g would have raised the a in the second syllable to o, the initial ga dropped and so did the final a (another common change in the development of Mbabaram). Ergo, gudaga became dog - a one in a million accidental similarity of form and meaning in two unrelated languages. It was because this was such an interesting coincidence, that Albert Bennett had thought of it as the first word to give me.

R. M. W. Dixon, Memoirs of a Field Worker

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yrgirlkaila · 14 days

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Hey gays, guys and gals! Hello to the lesbians, non-binary peeps and the gender-fluid! Anyone is welcome here as this is a safe place for all!🩵🤍🖤

My name is Kaila M. McGrath!♥️

I’m Australian 🇦🇺 I am into a variety of different shows, movies and music! Like Marvel, Game of Thrones and Land Del Rey to name a few.😁

⋄❥Thy Favourite Wrestlers

⋄❥Thy Favourite Characters

⋄❥Thy Music Taste

⋄❥Thy Favourite Actors/Actresses

General Things

⋄❥ Favourite food: Nutella (idc if it’s a spread🙂‍↕️)

⋄❥ Favourite drink: Dare Espresso

⋄❥ Favourite animal: Otters and Sharks

⋄❥ Favourite colour: Blue (all shades)

#about myself #about thy self #about me #wwe #Aew #nxt #favorite #things #get to know me #what’s up #pretties #otters #sharks #nutella #all #day #baby #lana del rey #lana del ray aesthetic

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newtonsheffield · 1 year

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Which foundation and concealer are you using?? Your skin looks FLAWLESS

Oh, Thank you!

So I have two foundations that I usually trade off days wearing

The first is Pat McGrath Labs Skin Fetish: Sublime Perfection Foundation and I'm pretty sure that's what I put on Yesterday

And the other is Giorgio Armani Luminous Silk Foundation

And my Go to Concealer is always Pat McGrath Labs Skin Fetish Sublime Perfection Concealer

To give you an idea of Shading I'm Shade Light 2 in Pat McGrath and in Armani I'm 3.75

These are both pretty sheer coverage foundations tbh but the Pat McGrath setting powder which I also use is very much a Where did my pores go??? situation

I'm gonna do a Tea and the Ton this weekend hopefully so if you actually want me to show the products I'm using let me know.

#molly irl

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fitsinthepalm · 2 months

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I feel like her everyday lip color is almost certainly some shade of Pat McGrath (which is what she wears on tour and red carpets)

my wallet is side eyeing me rn

#likedaylighht

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valpwca · 10 months

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off the cuff @inception30daychallenge answers to catch up. some are not shitposting

1: favorite scene: ariadne folding paris. your honor i love her & i love her having fun & being a little jerk to her weird boss

3: eames's favorite forgery: once he did miles & spent 20 minutes quoting lines from that beloved highly decorated british actor in his many many roles (especially muppet christmas carol). mal in hysterics. cobb insisting that they look nothing alike

5: headcanon about favorite character: arthur has been to burning man

7: favorite quote in inception: "...to scrambled egg, hm?"

(8 i don't pay much attention to fanart sry ;;)

9: recasting: okay this is tonally fast & loose, more of a blorbo rotation zone than a "true to the written characters" thing. but. dileep rao stays. he is a critical part of this operation. as is michael caine. everything else, these are roles in very broad terms; the end product would be a very different movie, although it'd have the same emotional & plot beats. tom holland playing off-type as the mark. amita suman as architect, lucy liu as point, kate hudson as forger, benoit blanc daniel craig as tourist/funder. idris elba as extractor. someone like katie mcgrath as shade? that would be fun, & she is extremely beautiful

10: ariadne superstition: when she first enters the story, just little stuff. rabbit rabbit & good luck charms. refuses to sleep on planes after the events of the film, unless required by a job

11: which character would make the best parent: yusuf

#ok that is it #inception

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georgiapeach30513 · 4 months

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I see talks of makeup and o have a question, Miss MUA🥰

What’s the best red lip? Or your top picks for red lips? And maybe the goto liner to pair it with? Thank you for any makeup advice you share🩷

I want to try a red lip this holiday season and I am hoping to be able to pick the right red. I have been told reds with blue is best for my skin tone.

This is ridiculous 😂 *see picture* they’re different I promise 😂

I’ve said before that I’m a MAC girlie. So it shouldn’t be a surprise that MAC is my favorite red lipsticks. So as pictured from top to bottom is MAC Lady Danger, MAC Ruby Woo, MAC Russian Red, Pat McGrath Elson 3, PM Forbidden Love.

The PML lipsticks are a bit of a comfort matte and they last a long time, but nothing beats MAC Retro Matte formula.

My favorite lipliners are MAC Cherry, MAC Ruby Woo, MAC Half Red, MAC Brick, PM Bloodlust. And I think everyone needs MAC Stone to add definition.

So for red lips, MAC Lip Primer, and then line and fill in your entire lip. I do prefer to use a darker lipliner. But you could do the same shade. Blend that out with your finger. Then add the lipstick. Blot, add another layer. And then lastly define the lips with a bit of Stone.

#makeup

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prue84 · 6 months

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Kwannon as Revanche in X-Men #21

Fandom: X-Men (comics) Characters: Kwannon (in Elizabeth Braddock's body) — [ Reblogs > Likes | No AI involved ] —

Katie McGrath as Revanche, as the character appeared in X-Men #21

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In X-Men #21 for some reasons Revanche was drawn with curly hairs instead of the usual luscious wavy. When I stumbled upon this Katie McGrath's pic, this specific Revanche immediately came to my mind and I did this colorize.

Katie McGrath is my (dream) fancasting for Betsy. There'll never be any chance for her to ever play Betsy, not even for a photoshoot (sadly, she'd be considered too old by now), but she'll remain my "face" for British Betsy. Still looking for the perfect Kwannon face.

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Turn black hair in a specific vivid (and unnatural) colour such as Betsy Braddock's purples is... a test. Besides the hair dye, I applied some lipstick in the shade of the colour Revanche's lips were painted in the comic issue. Also, purple eyes, off course. Alas, it took me half of the time of what it took me to do the signature. No AI involved, just Photoshop CS2.

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Crossposted Livejournal: prue84.livejournal.com/100609.html Dreamwidth: prue84.dreamwidth.org/92093.html Deviantart: deviantart.com/prue84/art/Kwannon-as-Revanche-in-X-Men-21-989947101

#X-Men #Psylocke #Kwannon #Colorize #|#Revanche #Elizabeth Braddock #betsy braddock #xwomen #Katie McGrath #x men

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