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secondlookblog · 3 years

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I’ve always maintained two separate wardrobes: my urban wardrobe and my outdoors wardrobe. My urban wardrobe asserts itself, each piece selected for its potential to, when married (ideally in odd-couple fashion) with other bits and bobs of my sartorial collection, express (enchantingly) my titillating take on style and taste. It’s preciously curated vintage, amusing, unique, and often vaguely uncomfortable to wear. Certainly my clothing is a framework through which my interaction with my physical environment is mediated: a subway car, a downhill slant, a muddy shortcut each presents their own trials. Frequently I am prompted to modify my impulse to sit, run, stride, and lift based on the clothes I am wearing. I am a feminist who sometimes chooses to take mincing steps in tiny barbie shoes. Clothes are how I dance with the world. The terrain offers a provocation, and I respond with movement. Creativity, as it is often said, flourishes under constraint.

My outdoors wardrobe is analogous to a mute button. Its form, most decorously, follows function. Its colors are utilitarian: black, mostly…navy, some…a few light blues in shades I would never otherwise entertain. It is engineered for superior performance and then produced en masse, designed to become industry standard. Perhaps this is why I feel so erased when I wear it. Or perhaps it is because I purchased it for value, on the spot, without going through the formative stage of covetousness, which builds the foundation for true love. Unlike my urban wardrobe, this clothing is made to enable movement without constraint; an invitation to the dance of my wildest dreams. Yet when I don that drab apparel I feel deeply…unchallenged. Now, mind you, what I mostly feel is grateful: in the mountains after sunset I am thanking god for the tech fabrics on my back, no equivocation. Without a doubt, function is paramount (on the Mount). It just feels wrong, though, that if the outdoors is where I go to realign with nature, and thus a higher spirituality (natural facts are symbols for spiritual facts,,,thank you, Emerson), I am forced to engage in this sacred ceremony in borrowed costume, in garb that presents me to the world in my most uninspired form.

I’m ruminating on this morass of personal identity because I’ve just spent the past four months living in two weeks-worth of outdoors clothes, the very same I’ve just disparaged, repeating the combinations and permutations of a limited set over and over. At first, in Idaho, Wyoming, Montana, and Washington, I was exhilarated to discover how little it took to stay warm, dry, and comfortable in all sorts of environments. Back in California a month later, living in my childhood bedroom (where there was no room to house the rest of my wardrobe, which thusly stayed in storage), the charm wore off. As the days passed, I expected to reach a moment when I stopped caring that I was wearing the same fleece-lined pants, hiking boots, and cotton t-shirt again. It never came. Every morning I issued an internal groan and laced up my motherfucking boots.

Now that I am blissfully reunited with my marbled silk dress, my full-length poncho, and my steel-toed cowboy boots (among many other treasured johns), I’ve decided never to live that way again. It is time, I believe, to begin curating my outdoors wardrobe with as much wit, adoration, and intentionality as I do my urban wardrobe. Cue, vintage image research! I aspire to reach into the past and revive a time when functional outdoors clothing still consisted of beautiful garments. Despite being useful, these clothes look stylish, heavy, and hard (see Noah Johnson’s manifesto on “hard clothes”). In short, they look challenging.

Outdoors-wear is a wonderful opportunity for a statement hat. Loving the matching (collared!) sweater. C. 1930

Actress Dorothy Sebastian “trout fishing” in the CA mountains in the late 1920s. I would recreate this outfit head to toe. I own a pair of wader-style double-front pants (hunting pants, I think) and they are truly the most versatile item of clothing in my closet. Frequently used to offset a particularly dainty blouse or shoe.

I want a peaked little pixie hat so badly. Once my friend Eliza tried on the perfect fur pixie hat in a vintage store and neither of us got it and Ive never found another one as good. Still think about that hat at least once a week. I’m on a fair isle cardigan kick, too. The polka dots are little tiny hearts if you look closely. Would love to incorporate a feminine print into my outdoors wardrobe. Photo by Gunnar Lundh, 1942.

Another head-to-toe perfect outfit. The white collared shirt! Denim, as we know, is the original outdoors fabric.....

Buffalo plaid WITH the tartan hat. Pattern mixing just does not get any better. Colby College Mountain Day, October 1950.

One of the first female climbers, Miriam O’Brien Underhill, had to? chose to? climb in a NECKTIE (that looks like it’s about to strangle her, honestly). Makes the look, though. C. late 1920s

Rope belt, and is that a black tight with a run in it that I spy? If not, it should be.

I would wear either of their looks, but DAMN, THOSE JODHPURS. Actually, I want to scream about those boots and that perfect little jacket from the rooftops, too. Sometimes I look at these pictures and really wish I could be friends with these gals.

Speaking of gals I’d like to be friends with... If the earlier photos are how I’d like to look in my new outdoors wardrobe, this is how I’d like to *feel.* Jaunty scarf and harlequin socks included, please. C. 1931

Elaine, Rocky Mountain National Park, 1946. Well, Elaine, you sure knew how to dress. This is my template for the marriage of form and function. And I would like a bite of whatever is in that packed lunch. Obviously something good, because it needed to come in the photo.

Okay, I, too, would like to wake up in the woods, throw on some men’s slacks (preferably ones belonging to my sexy lumberjack bf), partially button my perfect flannel, and either do my hair up in a whimsical braid or else pop a turban over it.

I tried to leave this one behind but then the memory of those culottes refused to quit my sweet little brain.

Okay, side note, SO MANY images had campers eating bananas. Not the perfect travel food, due to the stink and propensity for bruising, no? Much ~suggestion~ was made online about these two ladies getting cozy with their bananas. I am above such tomfoolery. Beautiful fits.

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sin-like-me · 6 years

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My Dearest Reader,

Isn't it funny when and where inspiration can strike? Those moments which catch us by surprise are always pleasant and fleeting.

The plot for this particular fic was one such moment. One line in a song was all it took, and the following was born. It is absolutely silly and was quite a bit of fun to write.

Be forewarned: In my daily life I wield curses like an art form, thus this particular work is a bit on the heavier side of four letter words. /laugh. Also, all mistakes are mine alone.

So what are you waiting for? Dive in, read on, get lost.. have an adventure.

Yours Always, C. Horizons

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15682656

Disillusionment

“You’ll find it if you follow me… Oh the Bliss, Oh the Bliss…”

Click.

“Man, I told you none of that Peggie shit.”

You laugh and toss a look over your shoulder, “Every single time we liberate one of these damned cultist’s vehicles all the radio spews is ‘Peggie shit.’ You do realized that I have zero control over that?” Arching an eyebrow, arm resting on the steering wheel, you turn back and face the darkness consideringly. “Besides, the Bliss one is not so bad really… hell, even Set Those Sinners Free and Oh John are catchy come to think of it. Where is your objectivity Shark?”

Flicking on the truck’s headlights, a grin tugs blithely at the corners of your mouth. It seems as if prodding a response from Charlemagne was fast becoming one of your favorite distractions. Behind you the sound of a slight shift on polyester was all the warning provided before you felt a gentle smack on the back of your head.

“Those fucks have no taste in the finer musical types available for consumption.”

“Like disco?” you shoot back, turning the truck towards Drubman’s Marina with a smirk. The look of warning you caught in the rearview was just enough to have you gracefully back off.. for the moment. “Alright, fair enough. I get where you’re coming from Sharky. I mean, what I wouldn’t give for some metal or hell, even real blues. Wanna place bets that Daddy Broseph forbade anything with a serious beat? It’s all acoustic guitars, twangs, and dull rhythms.. You can just picture them singing by fires, high as kites, and holding hands.”

Sharky snorted a guffaw, “Kum-fuckin’-baya. No shit.. With their very own Mary Jane to head it all. Free drugs yo.”

You giggled and rounded a turn with precision, velocity held at a steady 60 MPH. Speed limits? Please. You are the law.

A strangled gasp reached your ears from the backseat. “Ya know Andretti, if I didn’t trust you I wouldn’t let you drive. You scare the shit outta me.”

“Mmm, yes, but have you died Shark?” Your pointed gaze met his in the mirror.

“Not yet…

“Exactly.”

“... though a heart attack seems likely.”

You chose to ignore that little barb, “Anyway, begging backseat drivers can’t be choosy now can they?”

Whatever response he would have tossed your way was cut short.

“FUCK CHICA!! LOOK OUT!!!”

Your foot stomped the brakes, the immediate cessation of movement kicking dust and gravel behind you as the bed of the truck skidded for purchase. Going from the artful navigation of a mountain pass to fishtailing abruptly had not been on your list of things to do tonight, if ever. As a matter of fact that particular stunt would have fallen almost at the top of a do not fucking do this list, right under the commandment: do NOT sleep with any of the Seeds. (Why you even needed a list to remind you not to do that should have been alarming on its own.)

Heartbeat faltering to an almost complete stop, you turn in our seat to check on your best friend.

“Shark!! You okay?!”

He nodded, a bit dazed, and you turned to search the rearview for what caused his panic. Nothing.. Nada… zero. No animal, no pothole, no Peggie.. Nothing. You unbuckled, climbing down from the truck with Sharky right behind you. Maybe you hit something? No, even that seemed off to you considering that you were pretty damn sure hitting something would have caused one hell of a thump. You glanced quizzically at a decidedly confused pyro, eyebrow quirked.

“Man.. I know I saw Faith standing in the road. Right, fucking, there…” he pointed to the side of the lane where the curve dropped down to a steep slope.

Nothing seemed to have been disturbed, the tall grass waving eerily in the illumination from the headlights.

“Mhm. Did you happen to spend too much time in a field of those flowers?”

It was a valid question. Two vast Bliss fields had surrounded the entrance to a random prepper’s stash Sharky had managed to catch wind of. Working to gain entry was not the easiest of tasks and it had taken longer than you would have liked. Unfortunately, those damn things were potent to most people.

You stooped to check all tires, leaving Charlamagne to stare in confusion and a little embarrassment.

“Nah man, you know I ain’t into that shit.”

Trying to lighten the mood you offer a genuine smile and a warm tone, “Right Mr. “higher than a giraffe in Jamaica.”

The change in your voice and demeanor seemed to work. Sharky’s face lost its pinched look and his shoulders dropped back into their relaxed position. His eyes met yours, and you winked reassuringly as you stood up.

Everything as a-okay.

Heart rate back to its normal tread you turned on a booted heel, breeze caressing your skin, when an unexpected cloud of powder stung your eyes and made you cough. You waved your hand frantically in front of your face in hopes of clearing your vision, annoyance thrumming through your body.

‘Every.Single.Time!!!’

“Welcome to the Bliss,” a saccharin voice lilted, giggling musically.

Well fuck. Everything had been going so well too.

‘Sharky!’

This was the first thing you thought once your vision cleared and you were able to suck in a breath of fresh air. Once more you were in a field of Bliss, but this time Faith did not have the advantage. As luck would have it she chose a particular field that was close to your original destination: Drubman’s. Now you just needed to find Sharky and get the hell out of here.

‘Faith is in for a little bit of a surprise.’

“Charlemagne…. Victor….Boshaw!!!”

Your voice was clear, steady, and loud. It was dark, the white flowers seeming to glow in the moonlight, and all around you was silence.. Frozen, ears straining to catch the slightest of sounds, you finally heard a small shuffle to your right. It had to be him.

‘Where was a flashlight when you needed one?’

Crouching low, you slowly made you way to where the sound originated.

“You have to have Faith….” breathy and trying for innocent, Faith’s voice echoed around you coming from nowhere and everywhere all at once. Her obvious facade set your teeth on edge, grating like nails on a chalkboard.

You didn’t have time for this bullshit.

Hitting a small clearing amidst the seemingly endless fields of cloying flowers, you almost fell right on top of Sharky. He was sprawled out on his back, making… a fucking Bliss angel while giggling?!

“Chica! There you are. Man this shit is good! I had no idea.”

“Right, well, you know, that’s the concentrated powder for you. Tinkerbell has her own special stash. Pure I’m sure.”

Sharky sat up laughing so hard tears were rolling down his cheeks, “Tinkerbell. I like that. Think this shit will make me fly if I believe hard enough?”

You hooked your arm through one of his, tugging up none too gently. “Nooooo… No I do not and if you start singing John’s praises I will leave you here.”

He gracelessly rose to his feet, swaying unsteadily. “ Oh John! BOLD AND BRAVE!”

“I mean it Shark. I will leave you here.”

He snickered and sneezed, stumbling into your side, “Man no fun. Don’t kill the buzz or Tinkerbell will be one pissed off pixie. Speakin’ of… where is she?”

“Ever heard the saying speak of the devil and he doth appear? Yeah, don’t do that.” you muttered close to his ear, eyes darting around expectantly.

Of course it was too little too late.

A ghostly titter announced her presence before she stepped out from a nearby patch of flowers. Walking was much less impressive than when she grew wings and flew. Either Faith was falling down on the job, or this was your new reaction to the Bliss: disillusionment. By now you knew your role and what was expected of you, so you shrugged into the performance like it was an old jacket.

‘And, ACTION!’

Your eyes widened and took on a dream like quality as you turned to face Faith, staring in wonder.

“Woah man.. She’s like… glowing and …kinda hot.”

You blinked slowly, fighting the urge to elbow Sharky in the ribs. Oh, how you wanted to try to wake him from his fascination with Cocaine Jane here.

Faith smiled benevolently, yet it never quite reached her eyes. “I know you have heard stories about me. That I am a Liar… a manipulator..”

Sharky jumped to attention, “No way man. No way! You’re too nice to be any of that shit.”

You had to fight the urge to roll your eyes.

Faith’s smile altered, the edges becoming hardened and sharp. No longer were her lips inviting others to share in a moment of affected friendship. It seemed as if she did not like her little speech being interrupted. To her credit she kept up the act, reaching out and taking Sharky’s hands.

“Thank you Charlemagne.” she breathed.

It was as if the sun had come out and the Heavens had opened based on his facial expression. You tamped down the hostility and strove for blazed as best you could.

“Hey, Shark, you know, there is something I have always wondered…Faith, how do you keep in touch with the Seeds? I mean, you never carry a radio…’

Sharky blinked, then cracked that smirk you were familiar with. His curiosity was piqued.

‘Come on man, focus Shark…’

“Got a point there Dep.” he conceded as he cocked his head to the side, studying the Herald, “How DO you talk to them?”

Faith, thrown by the turn in conversation, skipped back dropping her hold on Sharky.

“E...excuse me?”

Taking a step towards her, you reach out a hand and gently tug at the hair framing her face.

‘Time to lay it on thick..’

“Is it ESP? Or are you able to send a signal like a radio?”

She leaned her head back, hair falling from your grasp.

“I don’t see…”

You almost laughed at the role reversal. Faith had become the skittish prey.

Leaning in you raised your voice mockingly, its lilt covering the small distance, “John are you there???... Jacob??....”

Sharky piped in, “Jingleheimer Schmidt?!”

‘Yes! There he was!’

You busted into a genuinely surprised laugh, before recovering your focus.

“Can they hear me Faith? If they can’t, think you could pass on a message? You know, Jacob is pretty fucking stunning. I would love a little of his time… well, that is, if you could arrange it.”

Faith took another bare-footed step backwards. This was not at all what she was expecting.

“Jacob?!” she spluttered in fear and incomprehension.

Sharky cut her off again, “Are you fuckin’ serious chica? JACOB?!”

You giggled, “What? He’s interesting. I mean if you prefer, John is also rather sexy.”

Shark was starting to look a bit green around the gills and Faith was gaping now. “Dep, have you finally lost it?! I mean damn, how high are you?”

You almost laughed as Faith nodded in agreement.

“You mean you’ve never noticed Faith?”

You took another step towards her, backing her up even further… good. Almost to the edge of the Bliss field.

To be honest, you were rather surprised that she had not caught on to your act. You didn’t feel like a particularly good stage performer so every action, every word, seemed rather transparent and exaggerated. You studied the woman-child before you.

That Faith was close to panicking was evident in her every facial tick and what would prey do once cornered? Whatever it had to. Thus, once you saw her reach into a hidden pocket of her dress you knew what was coming: more of her special powder. Murmuring a quick prayer of thanks to whichever deity made sure she was not being particularly observant, you grinned.

“Looking for this?”

Her eyes darted to your outstretched hand only to find your fingers clasped around a small, muslin bag. HER bag to be exact.

Sharky was finally starting to sober up. Each step further from the Bliss diminished its hold and that damned powder was wearing off. In your friend’s favor, he managed to put two and two together rather quickly.

“Fuck this shit. Punch that bitch.”

You smirked as you hefted the bags weight in your palm, looking down at it as if in deep consideration.

‘Fuck it.’

Slipping your thumb and pointer finger into the bag, you pushed the drawstring apart. Debating exactly how much to use, you shrugged and threw the whole damn thing into Faith’s face. Her reaction was instantaneous and hilarious. If you had had the time, you would have deeply appreciated the irony as she gasped in shock. Her coughing fit coupled with the desperation to clear her field of vision was delicious. Alas, these opportunities to play the badass so rarely presented themselves. You were not about to waste it.

With every last ounce of rancor you could muster, you stepped forward once again. Absently noting how the green powder had settled onto the front of that ridiculous white dress, you stooped down to her ear, making sure to enunciate every single word...

“Welcome to the Bliss… bitch.”

You drew back your fist and landed a very satisfying punch to the bridge of her nose. That simple 7 to 9 pounds of pressure completely demolished the cartilage. Faith fell to her knees, a small keen escaping her throat and you wasted no time. Grabbing Sharky’s forearm you dashed into the nearby shelter of darkened trees.

“Holy shit! You actually did it!! You punched Faith… in the face…”

You smirked, still dragging him step for step behind you. The more distance between the two of you and the Bliss Queen, the better.

You had no choice but to stop short as Sharky fell to his knees. Gut-wrenching snorts of amusement wracked his whole body and he seemed unable to breathe.

“Then you actually said “Welcome to the Bliss, Bitch..” like we were in one of those films! Tango and Cash man! I told you!!!! Kickin’ ass….”

“And slayin’ puss.” you finished the quote for him. Hell, if it made him happy, who were you to argue? So, you shrugged and kept picking your way through the fern covered ground, hoping he would keep up.

He did.

“Wait… wait..”

You stopped and turned to raise a brow in curiosity.

“You aren’t high are you??!! That shit didn’t fuck you up! You were able to do too much shit, notice too many details…”

His look of shock morphed into admiration.

“I don’t know why so don’t ask. All I can tell you is that whatever Bliss is, it has never hit me like it has others. Could be it’s as simple as developing some kind of resistance or maybe I was born with some type of immunity. Morphine has never worked either. Hospitals have to give me some astronomical amount simply to take an edge off of pain.”

Shark blinked, “That was either real brave or real stupid.”

“I would venture both.”

He nodded and seemed content to ponder the situation further as the two of you hiked on to Drubman’s Marina. Thirty minutes passed in relative silence when you felt his hand close around your bicep. This time there was no gentle stop, he jerked you into a panicked halt.

“Wait a damn minute! If you weren’t all wigged on the Bliss… does that mean you actually think that shit about Jacob fucking Seed?!”

Alas, there was only so much that could go your way in one night. It seemed as if hoping he would have forgotten that little bit of information was asking too much. Did you lie behind sarcasm, tell the truth, or simply provide no conclusion and allow him his own? Your mind stumbled over itself in a blind panic and you knew it was time to act on instinct.

Smiling and standing on the tips of your booted toes, you reached up and cupped Sharky’s jaw. It was now or never. Swallowing quickly, you placed your lips against his. It was no more than a moment, a brief press of lips, and you quickly stepped back, dropping your hand back to your side.

‘Fuck.’

That was.. ugh...Well, you didn’t KNOW what that was, but you had no time to reflect.

‘Keep in character!’’

A quick wink into his stunned face, and you turned once more fighting the urge to run. Catching the sound of small waves lapping against a dock, you knew salvation lay ahead.

Hopefully a certain pyro would let all matters drop. His crush on Aunt Adelaide tended to make him forget everything else.

‘Would wonders never cease? Saved by a crass nympho.’

Your musings were cut short when a sudden chirp sounded from your belt. Jumping, you glanced down in surprise. Somehow you had managed to completely forgot about the radio you carried. Its sudden resurrection after hours of silence put you on edge.

“Ohhhhh dep-u-ty… our dearest little sister passed along some rather interesting information. I must say I am rather...flattered.”

Your instincts proved right. This was bad… very bad. John’s honeyed voice dripped down your spine, pooling heavily in your stomach. He was oozing satisfaction and confidence beyond his normal bounds. This did not bode well.

‘That little bitch couldn’t wait to blab!’

Then another, deeper voice cut through the brief silence, “Pup, if you wanted to come home, all you had to do was ask.”

You couldn’t stop the shiver in response to his velvet laced tone, goosebumps breaking out on your arms.

“I’m waiting….”

Jacob… knew. There was no other reasonable assumption.. yet, what was even more screwed up is the simple fact you were tempted. Was it a logical response? No, of course not. The whole idea was absolutely insane.

‘Damn it!! It all came back to bite me in the ass a hell of a lot quicker than I imagined it would.’

“Rook? That you? What’s going on?”

‘Whitehorse?!’

“Guuurrrll what did you say? Tell Adie!!”

Your hand floated above the two-way, debating an answer. Naturally, it was an open channel.

‘Damn, karma is a bitch.’

Sighing you stepped out of the woods and onto the banks of the lake. Sharky was still too caught up in the change in events to do more than stumble towards the marina. Hey, you would take your breaks where you could get ‘em. Looking out over the water you tried to roll the tension out of your shoulders.

This had turned into one gigantic clusterfuck of a day. Was it too late to throw your hands up, tell all and sundry to fuck off and walk away?

A purr kicked the radio on once again and you gaped incredulously at the offending object.

‘Nah, no way that was… Peaches?!’

That was it, the proverbial straw.

“Fuck this shit,” you muttered, unclipping the radio from your belt.

You didn’t spare the damned plastic another look as you wound back and threw it as far as you could. It sank into the depths with a resounding plunk. Far from satisfied, you dove into the cold waters of the lake, swam the short distance to a nearby boatercycle, climbed aboard and took off.

‘Not today you fucks.’

The small blinking light, now settling in at the bottom of the lake, was the only evidence of your little outburst. Over time, that familiar shape would cover with silt, its light fading, burying your secret tantrum with it.

If you couldn’t drown your problems, you would at least outrun them for a day.

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euroman1945-blog · 6 years

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The Daily Thistle

The Daily Thistle – News From Scotland

Thursday 26th July 2018

"Madainn Mhath” …Fellow Scot, I hope the day brings joy to you…. Hot, Hot, Hot night, winds blowing in from Africa, bringing with it yellow Sahara sand, that crunches under your feet when you walk and covers the cars parked in the street, Bella is impervious to all this as she sniff’s her way through the streets, treating them like the daily newspaper, some to stay and read again, some to discard and look for more interesting topics… paper finished we turn for the comfort of home…

BANANARAMA EXCEL IN FIRST EVER OUTDOOR GIG AT EDINBURGH CASTLE…. For their first ever outdoor gig, Bananarama could scarcely have chosen a more glorious setting. Edinburgh Castle does take some beating as a backdrop and as the threatened rain stayed away, there was no need to reach for Cruel Summer references. Ably supported tonight by the pixie of pop ©, Clare Grogan and her all-female Altered Images and a mostly male Bluebells, the trio of Sara Dallin, Siobhan Fahey and Keren Woodward are on what looks to be a last live tour for their unashamedly dance round a handbag pop oeuvre. Clare and co are great fun and the main wee lassie barely stops moving, despite sporting six inch heels, maybe to keep warm to be fair. The Bluebells run through their set at fiddle arm speed, finishing on Young at Heart, perhaps appropriately given the demographic out front. In celebration of the main act, there’s a decent smattering of pink leg-warmers and head scarves as well as many inflatable bananas in the mostly female crowd. Given their vintage, there’s a slew of age references, brown hair being the new grey being one throwaway comment but quite frankly, there’s no shortage of energy on stage, on or off for that matter. Love, Truth and Honesty gets a rare outing “sorry if this is a bit rusty” (it wasn’t) and then into full-on retro-jukebox mode with Really Saying Something and then Venus, the girls walking, the crowd through the arm moves. Another two pop classics to close with Love in the 1 st Degree and Na Na Na, Kiss Him Goodbye and then off they went, for some much deserved gin and wine. An excellent night all round, plenty of mum-dancing and smuggled in wine in evidence (shock, horror) but Altered Images may have stolen the show early on.

NEW ELECTRIC TRAINS TO START RUNNING NEXT WEEK…. The first of a new batch of electric trains will start running between Glasgow and Edinburgh next week, ScotRail has announced. The new class 385 trains were expected to enter service in March, but drivers raised concerns about the windscreen design. ScotRail is now satisfied the trains are safe and the first trains will run from Tuesday. Hitachi is building a total of 70 class 385 trains for ScotRail. The remainder of the new trains for that route (Queen Street to Waverley via Falkirk High) will be phased in over the coming months, before the rollout is extended to other central belt routes. ScotRail said the trains are part of its £475m investment in rolling stock, following the £858m electrification of the line between the two cities by Network Rail Scotland. Karen Boswell, managing director of Hitachi Rail Europe, said: "When passengers step on board this first train they'll find it light, spacious and modern with loads more seats - up to 130 extra compared to the existing diesel trains. "And there is more to come. Our UK factory is working tirelessly to deliver the rest of the fleet, which will allow the current 51-minute journey time from Edinburgh and Glasgow to be cut by up to a fifth.

BARCLAYS PLANS 2,500 NEW JOBS IN GLASGOW…. Barclays has unveiled plans to create up to 2,500 jobs at a new hub in Glasgow, in a major boost to Scotland's financial services sector. The bank will house its technology, functions and operations teams at a campus at the planned Buchanan Wharf development on the banks of the Clyde. Barclays said it would "play a pivotal role" in its "long-term strategic priorities". The move would double Barclays' current workforce in Scotland. Barclays has agreed to purchase the campus development from Drum Property Group and is currently finalising the design of the new facility as part of the wider Buchanan Wharf development. The bank's existing Scottish operations are expected to start transferring to the new campus from 2021.

MASS BRAWL AFTER CARS RAM INTO EACH OTHER IN FIFE…. About 20 men were involved in a mass brawl after two cars deliberately rammed into each other in Fife. The large-scale fight was reported to have broken out in Balbeggie Avenue, Thornton, shortly after a silver Audi A4 and a silver Honda Civic collided at Redhouse Roundabout on Friday at 20:00. A few minutes later a silver BMW was involved in a collision with a silver Hyundai car on Main Street in Thornton. A number of men then fled from the BMW on foot across fields towards the A92. Police believe they had weapons, and are urging witnesses to come forward. Det Ch Insp John Anderson, from Glenrothes Police Station, said: ""This was a large-scale disturbance involving a number of individuals who we believe to be known to each other. "A number of specialist Police Scotland resources were deployed to the Thornton area on Friday night and we are asking for the public's help to identify and trace those involved. "Officers recovered the silver Audi A4 vehicle burnt out a short time later, along with the damaged Honda and BMW vehicles. "We are now keen to establish their movements before these incidents were reported." He added: "We suspect that a number of additional vehicles will have been in the area containing others involved in these incidents at the time that these took place, and we are eager to trace them as soon as possible."

STREET PERFORMERS TO TAKE CONTACTLESS TIPS AT EDINBURGH FRINGE…. The Edinburgh Fringe is to become the first festival to allow people to use contactless technology to tip street performers. Artists entertaining at specific spaces along the Royal Mile will be equipped with special readers to take fixed-amount payments. It comes after feedback which noted a drop in the number of people carrying cash. The 2018 Edinburgh Festival Fringe will run from 3-27 August. Street performer Scott Hutchison said: "Until now, I've relied on cash contributions from audiences and I have definitely noticed a dip as the number of people carrying cash has decreased. "The introduction of iZettle Readers at the Fringe is really exciting, future-proofing street performance and offering audiences an additional method of payment when showing their appreciation."

On that note I will say that I hope you have enjoyed the news from Scotland today,

Our look at Scotland today is of Broomhill Drive in Glasgow, caught by Rob Cartwright...

A Sincere Thank You for your company and Thank You for your likes and comments I love them and always try to reply, so please keep them coming, it's always good fun, As is my custom, I will go and get myself another mug of "Colombian" Coffee and wish you a safe Thursday 26th July 2018 from my home on the southern coast of Spain, where the blue waters of the Alboran Sea washes the coast of Africa and Europe and the smell of the night blooming Jasmine and Honeysuckle fills the air…and a crazy old guy and his dog Bella go out for a walk at 4:00 am…on the streets of Estepona…

All good stuff....But remember it’s a dangerous world we live in

Be safe out there…

Robert McAngus

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Arplis - News: Archaikomely Fairy Garden Starter Kit

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Aquaman #1

In 1994, Aquaman was reduced to playing at State Fairs with only 1/3 of his original band.

It's as if the cover artist was only told that Aquaman would have long hair in this series three minutes before the cover was due. Or maybe Aquaman's insane hair is simply there to distract from whatever the fuck is going on with his legs. I know he loses a hand in this series but I didn't know he started off missing his left leg below the terribly misshapen thigh. Don't look so shocked that I own an Aquaman comic book! Think of it more as owning a Peter David comic book. And even Peter David couldn't keep me reading Aquaman because I only have two issues of this series. Cue King Beauregard linking to Ookla the Mok's song, "Arthur Curry," in the Disqus comment section. It's seems crazy to me that Aquaman has the worst costume of any major DC hero and yet he doesn't wear his underwear on the outside. Think about how unappealing the 1986 camouflage Aquaman suit must have been if editorial decided to go back to this orange and green eyesore? If I had been editing this comic book in 1994, I would have put this copy on the cover: "This isn't your father's Aquaman! This Aquaman is your father!" How did "long hair on an old guy with a full beard" translate into "Aquaman is super cool now, kids!"? I probably should just put this comic book back in its protective casing rather than read it since it's one of the few comic books I own that might be worth something. It's definitely in mint condition (or near mint since, you know, I breathed on it), probably because I never actually read it. I don't know for sure that I read it but it is an Aquaman comic book so Vegas is giving pretty shitty odds on my having read it. Unless I mean good odds? Which odds are good and which odds are bad? I would say shitty odds are things like winning one dollar for every five dollars bet. But that just means the odds of winning are good so that probably means they're good odds, right? So maybe read the opposite of what I wrote in that Vegas odds sentence.

"They" have never had a wet dream, apparently.

That previous caption might sound like I've eaten my own semen while having a wet dream but I totally didn't. That previous sentence might sound like I'm protesting too much but I don't know what that means and, anyway, you tasted your semen during your wet dream! Aquaman hopes he's dreaming but he can feel and taste and smell and remember and read, so he's pretty sure he's about to die. The way I know I'm dreaming is that when a dream becomes increasingly uncomfortable or horrific, I often think, "You know what? I bet this is just a dream!" And then I wake up. Which is totally a mistake! I need to train my brain to stop waking up once I realize I'm dreaming and start taking control of the dream. Although I'm not sure how enjoyable a dream would be if I were consciously in control of it. Then it's not a realy dream anymore and it just becomes an IMAX daydream. The great thing about dreams is that they're surprising. It's the only way a person can truly surprise themselves. Hallucinogenics help a bit but you're still in some kind of control. I once thought I invented comic books and that Jupiter was following me around a strip club parking lot while on mushrooms but I've never fucked a vampire as the sun rose and turned her to dust while I orgasmed like I've done in my dreams! Hey, some of my dreams might be problematic or completely gross but I didn't approve them! Like the one where I murdered the old lady so I could live in her house but I didn't want things to seem too suspicious by covering it up so I just propped her corpse up in the corner of the living room. Or the time a friend made me a personalized flavor of Moon Pie called "Murdered Baby's Soul." Dreams are like presidential campaign ads that don't have the candidate saying, "I approve this ad!", at the end of it.

Aquaman was dreaming. Also, he sleeps in a regular bed with sheets and blankets in a cave under the ocean. I would have had him sleeping in a giant clam shell with a manta ray comforter.

Garth visits Aquaman in his cave which isn't full of water so I guess the bed is forgivable. But it doesn't explain why Aquaman was floating over the bed tangled in his sheets. Maybe that will be explained in the post-Zero Hour continuity. Aquaman hasn't been seen in weeks and hasn't been answering his JL pager (Ha ha! Old technology! So funny!) so Aqualad has gone looking for him. He finds Aquaman sitting in his own filth and coral. He probably heard one too many jokes about speaking with fish and he's had it with topsiders.

Aquacave?! Guess who has Bat-Penis envy!

Garth was worried about Arthur and has come to help him which is why he begins screaming at him and pushing him around. I know being berated and treated like shit is the only way I've ever gotten any kind of breakthroughs in therapy. Garth and Arthur get in a fight and the art confirms that the cave is definitely filled with water. So that bed really doesn't make any fucking sense at all. At least it confirms that Aquaman isn't possessed by the devil. After Garth gets his ass kicked, Aquaman begins to feel better and is ready to go on an adventure with Aqualad. Oh, so that was Aqualad's plan! Smart kid whose willing to take a severe beating from a friend just to put a smile on their face. I never would have thought of that. I would have thought, "My friend is really feeling down! I should be empathetic and compassionate while listening to them vent their problems!" But now Peter David has taught me another way. Punch my depressed friends in the face so that they can have a good time fighting back! This is a game changer! Aqualad is on a military mission for the United States Government. A nuclear submarine has been sunk and it's lying too low on the ocean's bottom for the military to deal with it. For some reason, they think Aquaman, being the water guy, can handle a submarine leaking radioactive material. I'm just going to assume Superman was still dead at this point and Batman's back was still broken. I don't know why Wonder Woman wouldn't have been tasked for this mission unless it's just because the U.S. military is full of sexist jerks. Aquaman and Aqualad begin to investigate the ship when they're attacked by Lupo the Butcher.

Does Garth die?! That would make this Aquaman series cool!

Murder Chef was the one who requested Aquaman be sent on this mission. If the military didn't acquiesce, he was going to blow the nuclear submarine apart. I knew it was fucking suspicious that the military asked Aquaman for help! Even Aquaman should have known better! Aquaman is captured by Murder Chef who introduces himself as Charybdis. He wants Aquaman for his life force or something. Previous to capturing Aquaman, he's been draining Dolphin of her life force. I don't know anything about Dolphin except that she had nice nipples in her Who's Who entry. Let me dig it out and show you.

That diver just came in his scuba suit.

Don't be surprised or creeped out that this fact was lurking in my memory. I grew up in the pre-Internet era! You had to find sexually stimulating material wherever you could! And you were fucking grateful for it! This was as great a find as the succubus or the Type V demon in the D&D Monster Manual. Hell, I even jerked off to the Caryatid Columns in Fiend Folio! Aquaman #1 Rating: B. I might have given this issue an A+ but Dolphin lacked the visible nipples I'm used to her character exhibiting. But this issue still gets a worthy B because Garth was left bleeding in the ocean while the sharks circled. He's totally going to die, right? Although I never purchased Issue #3 so I'm guessing I was disappointed that Garth didn't die. Still, you'd think Aquaman losing his hand (spoiler for next issue!) would have kept me intrigued. I bet in 1994, I read this series and was all, "Fucking Aquaman! Like anybody actually cares about the environment! Fucking virtue signaler! [Sorry I Coined the Term "Manic Pixie Dream Virtue Signaler" in 1994 by Me] His excess of caring makes me love oil and corporations now! It's his fault I'm such a selfish asshole!" Man, I was pretty cool in 1994. Now I'm almost 100% pure virtue signaler! Oh, Aquaman! I judged thee by my youth alone and could not see past your idiotic power to speak with fish to lay my sight upon the wisdom of your passionate defense of our only world!

#Aquaman #Peter David #DC Comics #DC #Martin Egeland #Brad Vancata

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Attention : PCY ~

A/N: this is loosely based off of Charlie Puth’s song “Attention,” so feel free to listen to it to enhance the story c;

The blinding lights flash overhead as Chanyeol walks over to the bar and orders himself a drink. It's been about a month since the two of you broke things off and he'd finally willed himself to get out of his apartment when he realized that you weren't going to call him back. About halfway through his beer, someone at the door catches his eye.

Her long legs strut into the club. A little black dress and hair pulled up to expose the fair skin of her neck; a light coat of shimmery gloss on her lips. Your eyes meet his for a split second before you avert yours without a second thought or breath in his direction.

What were you doing here? Tonight of all nights?

He observes you closely as you walk over to a small group of friends, some of which he recognized. There is a short chat and exchange of drinks before you pull a couple of girlfriends onto the floor. He sits quietly at his barstool and watches you, amusement dancing over his features. That is, until about two songs in and a couple of guys had started dancing with you.

Why should he care, he asked himself. You weren't his problem anymore. He represses the bubbling jealousy by tipping back a couple of shots. It was mildly affective until he catches some guy starting to put his hands on you; running his hands down your arms and gripping your hips-- the dirty bastard. Slamming the shot glass down with a grimace, he makes his way through the crowd and over to you. Roughly, he grabs your upper arm, pulling you away from the men and into his chest.

"Ah, Chanyeol," you say airily as you lightly swing your hips, "I didn't know you'd be here."

"Bull. Shit." He replies through gritted teeth.

"Accusing me of lying?" you raise an eyebrow at him only quickly meeting his gaze, "How... characteristic of you."

"Enjoying the taunting? Because I'm sure there's no other reason you could possibly have to come out tonight."

You hum lightly, pursing your lips as you continue to sway to the beat. "Always so full of yourself, too."

"Will you stop that?" He plants his hands firmly on your hips, halting your motion. Your eyes finally drift up to his face.

"What's the matter, Yeol? Can't handle a little dancing?" You smirk at him as you continue, "You always were such a clumsy dancer."

He returns your smirk, leaning down to inch closer to your face, "And you always were such a pain in the ass." His hands begin to travel from your hips to the small of your back where his fingers lace together tightly. "The only difference is now your much bolder about it."

"I'm not sure what you mean," you slowly turn your head away. It was to no avail as he takes your chin between his thumb and forefinger, thumb softly brushing over your bottom lip. You try to keep your body from reacting to his touch.

"You just want attention."

He gracefully turns you around, pressing his chest flush against your back. His movements are slow and fluid and it takes you a moment to realize that he's starting to dance. This wasn't what you had anticipated, but nevertheless you weren't about to give up the ground you had gained tonight.

You indulge him a bit, moving your body in sync with his as the bass booms loudly throughout the place. Soon enough one of his hands takes purchase on your waist, somehow pressing you even closer against him. You roll your body dramatically, teasing him to the highest degree. With a not so subtle grunt, he nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck, deeply inhaling the scent of peach perfume mixed with a light sweat. Taking your bottom lip between your teeth, you rest your head on his right shoulder.

When was the last time he had moved with you like this?

Your cheeks flush with memories of the past and you wondered if Chanyeol had noticed. You steal a glance at his face and judging from his smug expression, he had. He quickly pulls you away from the crowd by the hand and leads you to the dimly lit hallway that leads to the restroom. Within seconds his lips are on yours, his hand gripping your upper thigh, and your fingers tangled in his stupid, cute, pixie-ass hair. His greedy kisses move down your cheek and over to your jaw. Your breath is shaky as he takes the tender skin of your neck between his teeth. He pulls away only slightly and you can feel his hot breath fan over the cold sweat beaded on your neck. It wasn't until your eyes met that you registered he had asked you a question.

"What?" your voice comes out barely above a whisper.

"How did you know I was gonna be here tonight?" he repeats.

"I didn't," you try to recapture his lips with yours but he pulls his face just out of your reach. You stick out your bottom lip, pouting, but he just ignores your childish actions.

"I don't believe you," his dark eyes bore into yours.

You chew the inside of your cheek nervously under the intensity of his scrutinizing glare. "B...Baekhyun told me you would be here," you finally tell him, breaking eye contact.

"Predictable," he rolled his eyes, "but...why did you come? After the past several weeks of ignoring my calls and texts, I figured you were done with me."

"I just...I had to see..." you trail off, blushing intensely.

"See what?" His brows furrow. "See what??" He repeats, louder this time.

"I had to see if you were with someone!" you yell into his face. "I hated the thought of you with someone new, so I came to see for myself."

"And you got all dressed up for that?"

"N-No," you stammer, "that was for a different reason." When Yeol doesn't reply, you continue embarrassingly. "I had to see if you were over me yet."

The following silence only adds to your humiliation and you try to peel yourself away from him only to be stopped by his body pressing yours into the wall. Your eyes meet his once again as he steals breath from your lungs. His left hand moves into your hair, no doubt ruining the style as his right slowly drifts under the hem of your dress.

"I'm not," he whispers into your mouth.

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sinfully-romione · 7 years

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Burn Notice

Rating: T

Summary: Everyone is giving Ron grief about his hair. It’s damn time he do something about it.

“Hermione, would you come look at something?”

It was a lovely Sunday morning and Ron was still getting ready for the weekly pilgrimage to the Burrow for Sunday brunch. The kids enjoyed playing with their cousins outside, staying mostly out of trouble while Ron could sit around and bullshit with his brothers. And then there was mum’s cooking. Taking a break from making meals for the family was a welcome respite.

Hermione put her head into their en suite, seeing him frown. “What is it?”

“Do you think I’m losing my hair?”

“What do you think, love?” Hermione disappeared when she heard the kids yelling from the living room. A minute later or so, she popped her head back in. “Lift the fringe, love.” He did and she frowned. “Maybe but it probably is the haircut you got two weeks ago from the new stylist.” She disappeared when she heard Hugo crying.

“Maybe it’s from you ripping my hair out when I go down on you,” Ron grumped. At least it wasn’t going grey like mum’s hair was showing, or even the few he saw in Hermione’s hair. He lifted the fringe on his hair and saw that the hairline might have moved back an inch from what he remembered. He was getting older – he was over 30 now – and losing his hair like his dad would be something he’d have to accept, someday.

But it wouldn’t be today.

He brushed his hair to hide the hairline and straightened up. They’d have to be at Mum’s in a minute for helping with the kids and Hermione being drafted into the kitchen. And of course she’d make some comment about his hair. Mum never let an opportunity pass to critique it, whether it was too long or too short. Then again, she fussed over all of her kids, including Percy who was half-bald at this point, the poor sod. Even Ginny wasn’t excused for keeping the pixie cut she kept from her playing days with the Harpies.

Maybe they’d have enough time before lunch and the kids were playing that he’d stop over at the shop to pick up a bottle of Wheeze’s hair restoration tonic. George made galleons hand over fist on that simple potion. It should work for him too, especially since Percy used it, according to George.

“Ron, are you ready? We need to head over. I told your Mum that I’d help in the kitchen today.”

“Yes, love,” he huffed and went to the living room and saw Hermione and Rose impatiently waiting while Hugo had his nose in a book. “Let’s go.”

Hermione went first and Rose followed, with Ron tucking his already tall son in next to him. “Keep your nose next to my jumper until we get there. It won’t be long.”

“Can’t we apparate there? I hate going by floo.”

“I know you do.” Ron grabbed a handful of powder out of the pot. “We’re going this way so we aren’t late for Gramma’s house. Going from our house to the apparition point is a ten minute walk. If we are late, she will get louder than usual.”

“Fine,” Hugo grumped and stuck his nose into his daddy’s jumper.

The Burrow Ron yelled as he threw down the powder and held his son tight for the spinning trip from their house to the Burrow. They landed and Ron released Hugo first. Hugo – five years old and pretty tall for his age and as thin as Ron was then – stepped out coughing. “I hate that!” he spat out ashes and littered Mum’s parlour with even more.

“Is that Hugo I hear?” Molly stuck her head out from the kitchen. “I have biscuits in the kitchen for you while your father tidies my den.”

Hugo scampered off to the kitchen, eager for biscuits before lunch. Hugo might take after Hermione in personality but he had his father’s appetite. Ron snorted and pulled his wand to do as his mum asked. It took about five seconds.

“Hermione?”

“In the kitchen,” she yelled back.

“Off to the Wheezes for ten. Back in a tick.”

“OK.”

Ron stepped back into the fireplace and yelled for the Leaky Cauldron. It was nice to walk easily on an early Sunday without being bumped into or bothered. But he couldn’t stroll since he had to be back at the Burrow in a minute. The storefront looked immaculate, with the signs in the windows and the lights on, displaying wares. He walked in and the two part-timers were working. George hired them for the summer and were busy helping the few customers that were shopping. He slipped to the side of the store with the domestic products and scanned the various bottles. Sure enough, on the bottom shelf, in the black bottle was what he was looking for.

Wheeze’s Fringe Follicle Frizzies – guaranteed fur restoration for your pate. Ethically sourced. Not tested on dragons, thestrals or any non-human subjects. 100% natural ingredients.

He picked up the large bottle of the potion and took it to the counter.

“Ah, Mr. Weasley. Making a purchase?”

“Yeah,” he laughed. “It’s a gag gift for Dad.” He handed over the four galleons to Jessica, the manager trainee that Angelina hired back in the fall. “And I’m sure George will laugh, too.”

“If you need to return it, hold onto the receipt,” she said mechanically. “Sorry. Force of habit.”

“I completely understand.” Ron gave her a laugh and watched her put the potion bottle in a sack along with the printed receipt.

He apparated from the storefront and landed outside the gates to the Weasley property. Hermione would know he picked up something as soon as he asked for her purse. They’d talk about it later, once they were home and the kids were in the bed fast asleep.

Rose hadn’t even started Hogwarts and he was losing his hair. That was a load of bunk.

Hermione smiled at him while she finished tending the salad for lunch. His mum gave him a look he didn’t immediately recognize. “Did you get what you needed?” she asked.

“Yeah, I did.”

“Well, maybe it will help with that hair cut you got from those muggles. If you’d let me cut your hair, you wouldn’t look like poor Percy. I mean, you take after me so you should have a full head of hair.”

“Mum, leave off,” Ron grumped and left the kitchen. He went looking for Rose and Hugo. They weren’t in the parlour so he went off hunting for his wayward children.

He found Hugo first, hiding in Ginny’s old bedroom. He was sitting on the bed, reading a book.

“Was it too loud downstairs with the cousins?”

Hugo shook his head. “Gramma‘s mad at me.” Hugo wiped his face and turned away from his Daddy.

“She is? Did she misunderstand you for some reason?” Ron sat down next to his son and waited. Hugo eventually turned back around. “Did she say why?”

“I got a biscuit and she tried to hug me and I said no. She said that was rude. She yelled at me.” He looked up, with a mop of hair as curly as Hermione’s was but with Ron’s color and texture. Big brown eyes were swimming with tears. “I told her I didn’t want a hug but she did it anyway.” Hugo sniffed again. “I ran up here and found a book.”

“It’s too much today, isn’t it? Is today one of your ‘don’t touch me’ days? Do you want me to talk with Gramma?” Ron sat still and watched Hugo. “I know you don’t like being hugged sometimes. Is today one of them?” Hugo put his book down and reached for Ron. He took his tall son into his arms, feeling Hugo shake. “I will once I know you’re sorted. Gramma makes mistakes and she probably didn’t realize that you were out of sorts.” Ron ran his hand over Hugo’s head and across his cheek, barely touching. “You do seem warm. Maybe you’re coming down sick with something.” Ron rocked him slightly and Hugo was snoring before he knew it.

“Yeah, I figured as such. I’m a grumpy firecrab when I’m sick too.” Ron stood and gently laid his son down on the bed and covered him with a blanket. The book went onto the desk so it wasn’t accidentally stepped on and he left the door open so he could hear him if need be.

Ron made it to the stairs and ran into Hermione. “Where’s Hugo? Everyone’s waiting on him for lunch.”

“He’s asleep in Ginny’s bedroom and I think he’s got a virus or something. But Mum didn’t help matters. She upset him and you know he occasionally gets stressed from too much noise and change.”

“He takes after me,” she said.

“She fussed at him for being rude when he said he didn’t want a hug and she did it anyway. I swear Mum doesn’t pay attention.”

“Ron, don’t start today.”

“I’ll be good at lunch but I will send her an owl tonight when we get home. We’ve told her countless times that he’s sensitive to some things.”

“Yes, she should have, but she was also dealing with five other kids in her kitchen along with three of us and bread baking. You get beastly too when all of us in the kitchen with you.”

“Fair point. Where’s Rose?”

“She’s outside sitting and talking with Albus, Roxanne, and James. They’ve been a cluster of magpies since we got here.”

Hermione turned to go downstairs and Ron put a large hand on her shoulder. “Oh, hey, by the way, can you put this in your purse?” Ron handed over the sack with the potion to his wife.

She took the bottle out and stared. “You don’t need it, dear.”

“Yeah, I do. I don’t want to look like Percy the prat.”

“Ron, you’re going to look like him. You might look like your father eventually but - ”

“No I’m not,” he whigned. “See this hair?” He lifted the fringe on the front and one lone hair stood out, one-half inch in front of his hair-line. “This was part of my hairline a year ago. Look at it.”

Hermione put her hands up on his forehead. “You’re upset over this? You spent galleons for one of the Wheeze’s products for this?”

“Hermione, I love my Dad but I’m not ready to look like him.”

“Love, - “ She pulled his ears down for a snog, including begging entrance with her tongue. He reciprocated until they broke away, breathing hard. “You can be bald and I will still love you.”

Ron puffed up. “I’ll use the tonic but if it doesn’t work, I’ll quit fussing over it. Sorted?”

Hermione sighed. “You win. I’ll put it in my purse and you can have it back once we get home. I presume you don’t want anyone else knowing, like George?”

“Yeah, and Bill. They’ll take the piss for me losing my hair like the prat.”

Hermione reached up again and snogged her husband thoroughly, including messing his hair slightly. “Now they can take the mickey for you being kissed thoroughly by someone who knows how and not about your hair or haircut.” She smirked and trod back downstairs to lunch.

“Barmy witch,” he muttered before adjusting his trousers and checking on Hugo one last time before joining the family for dinner. He sat down at his place next to Hermione and Rose across from them, talking with Al.

“Where’s Hugo?” Arthur spoke up first while Molly was plating lunch.

“He’s asleep in Ginny’s bed. I think he’s come down with a cold or something. He was feeling out of sorts before we came over this morning.”

“That explains why he was rude to me when he got a biscuit. I had to fuss at him for telling me no when I wanted to hug him.” Molly sat down next to Arthur and across from Bill. “That’s so unlike him.”

“Actually, it is like him. He’s rewarded for indulging you,” Hermione added. “He gets an extra hour of playtime at home after we come back home if he gives you a hug. He doesn’t like giving hugs unless he’s comfortable.”

Molly looked up from her own plate like a scared cat towards Arthur first. “He’s always – “

Hermione said, “He takes after me, Molly. I was very distant with most people until I learned. Forcing him to hug you every time we visit stresses him. He loves you but hugging people is too much.”

“Well, I, I didn’t - “

“No, you didn’t remember.” Tension filled the air around the table with no one daring break it, not between the two witches in question.

“Mummy?” a small voice came down the stairwell. Hermione was out of her chair and up the stairs before Ron could stand, followed by a slamming door. Ron looked across at his daughter, already as tall as her Mum and thin as a rail. He loved her more than his own life and had since her first breaths. “Rose, do you want to stay for brunch? I think Mum and I need to take Hugo home.”

“Sure. I’ll floo home later.” She went back to talking with Roxanne and James, and saw looks of commiseration from his siblings. He made for the stairs, taking two at a time, with chatter erupting behind him. As he figured, the bathroom door was closed and the noises from inside were muffled. Hermione’s thoughtfulness never ceased to amaze him, even if few others realized it. “Hermione, what do I need to do for you and him?”

Hermione opened the door and Ron bit off a laugh. She was soaking wet. “Hugo didn’t make it.” Ron understood. “He’s in no shape for apparition or portkey to get home.” A soft sob behind her gave way. Ron stepped into the bathroom and saw his son looking ghastly, with all of his freckles standing out on his face. “We have to make one more trip today, champ.”

“I hate going by floo. Can’t we apparate?”

“Sorry, Kiddo.” Ron picked his son up and hoisted him up onto his shoulder, covered in the expansive towel. He snuggled into his daddy’s arms shivering.

“Well I’m coming home too. I don’t want to have a row with your Mum over Hugo today. I can get Rose later, once the rest of them head home.”

Ron carried his son down the stairs and towards the parlour. Arthur came in while the rest of the family was tucking into lunch. “Heading home, son?”

“Yeah. Hugo’s sick and probably needs his bed for a few days. Hermione’s coming with to not upset Mum.”

“I’ll talk with your Mum after lunch. I don’t think she realized – “

Ron interrupted because he felt Hugo stirring. “She didn’t but that’s Mum for you – a dragon in a china shop. She thinks all of the kids are like Fred and James, not thinking that some aren’t as comfortable in loud, noisy, and hugging environments.”

“Well, send us an owl or call later to let us know how he’s doing.”

“Sorted,” Ron saw Hermione slipping into the fireplace with her purse, his jacket, and Hugo’s things. She was gone in a flash and Ron stepped in too. “Hold on tight.”

Hugo snuggled in tighter and they spun away.

“I finally got him down to sleep.”

Ron stepped out from the shower wearing only a towel. Dear sweet Hugo. Go big or go home, and that included making an epic mess on the Floo trip from the Burrow. Fortunately Hermione was outstanding in cleaning spells, even better than he was. She had Hugo out of his soiled clothes and in the tub in mere moments and tucked into his bed shortly thereafter.

“I figured he would be,” Ron saw her still slightly soaked from her impromptu shower at the Burrow. “Why don’t you get out of those wet clothes and grab a shower since he’s asleep. I know it’s uncomfortable.”

“You’re right. I’m chilled.” Hermione stepped out of her skirt and shed the jumper and then out of her blouse and underclothes. She was in the shower and he reached for her purse and pulled out the bottle of hair tonic. “Since I’m already here,” he said to himself and uncorked the bottle. It smelled like stinky feet and looked the consistency of congealed milk. “Here goes nothing.” He poured a large dollop of potion onto his hand and fought the gag reflex from the sniff. “I must be mad!” He picked up the bottle again and read the instructions, which were to apply liberally over the hair and scalp and then rinse ten minutes later. “Simple enough,” he thought and applied it as directed.

He reached for his towel and started drying off, making sure to get between his toes and behind his ears and in the creases of his arms and legs. He left his hair since the potion was working because his scalp was tingling, as the directions mentioned.

He was toweling off the rest of his body when the water shut off in the shower and Hermione reached out for her towel, wrapping it around her body. “Darn. That was what I was hoping to see.” Ron’s towel dropped to the floor.

“What, my two kids saggy in spots body?”

“Well, yeah. I mean, it is my favorite to look at, tickle, and do more with.” He waggled his eyebrows and Hermione laughed.

“You’re an idiot and I love you for it.” Hermione’s towel dropped from her chest and Ron was on her immediately, running his hands over her body while she worked hers through his hair. She released her hold on his head and pulled back, with clumps of hair in her hands. “Ron, what the hell?”

“Oh shit. I put the tonic in my hair while you were in the shower.”

“Rinse it out, now.”

“I will not. I’m supposed to let it sit for ten minutes,” he complained.

“Damn it, do it, now.”

Ron gave her a dirty look. “It’s my hair.”

“Not when it’s doing this.” She shoved him into the tub, dropping his hair onto the floor. “It’s not supposed to come out from the back of your head, you idiot!” She turned on the spigots full blast, catching him with the pressure of the water full on the face. He sputtered and howled. “Damn it Hermione, stop it!”

“Not until you wash it all out.”

“It bloody well hurts!”

“Shut it. I’m helping.”

She shoved him hard and he howled again, landing on his knees in front of her. She worked her hands through his scalp, trying to get the congealed potion out, ignoring the pain in her fingers from the heat of the water and the compromised potion in his hair.

She worked and cleaned, running her fingernails along his scalp. Small lacerations marred his scalp where clumps of hair and skin fell off. Merlin’s bits, she was being gentle and there was blood on his scalp where she was trying to get the goop off of him.

“I have to get you to St. Mungo’s as soon as possible.”

“For hair potion in my hair? Fuck no. That’s bloody well stupid.”

She lifted her hand in front of his face and his breath caught. He finally saw what she saw.

“Hugo,” he whispered. “We can’t – “

“Put your pants on and I’ll wrap a towel around your head. I’ll be along as soon as I can. I need to firecall someone to stay with him. Something happened with the potion for this to happen to you.”

“Shit,” Ron stepped out and wrapped the towel around his head and put on his soiled trousers. “Fucking stupid day,” he growled.

“I’m sure Ginny will come over to keep Hugo while he sleeps. But I’m not waking him and I’m not leaving a seven year old home alone.”

Ron went to the front closet and grabbed the first zippered jacket and put it on. His head was hurting worse now and he felt like vomiting from the pain. He grabbed some Floo powder and threw it in the fireplace. “St. Mungo’s” and he was off.

Hermione came running into the emergency department at St. Mungo’s, looking worse for wear in a track suit and her hair dripping wet. “Ron Weasley, he came in a few minutes ago.”

“They wheeled him back immediately. I don’t know anything else.” The nurse shoved the window closed.

“Wait, give this to the Healers,” She shoved the potion bottle to the Nurse and saw the triage nurse walk it back into the department.

“We heard,” Harry came running into the department along with Arthur and Molly. “Ginny is at home with Hugo and the kids are with her, bored already. She said she’d stay there with him until he woke then take him with her to the house.”

“What caused it?”

“Ron’s been upset for months about his hair, after that witch Skeeter wrote about him looking like he was losing his hair. So he, after we came to the Burrow, stepped out to pick up a hair tonic from the shop. Maybe it was old or something didn’t do right. Anyway, I ran my hands through his hair and it was coming out in clumps, along with skin. I shoved him in the shower and then here as fast as I could.”

“He never said anything to us about his hair.” Arthur started and gave Molly a look that kept her from speaking up about nattering about his hair earlier in the day.

“He doesn’t talk about it except at home, and that’s mostly when – “

“I know,” Harry smirked.

“Anyway, he wanted the tonic because he was convinced that his hair was receding and he wasn’t ready to look like Percy or you, Arthur.”

Molly exploded. “He’s handsome. He doesn’t need it.”

Hermione felt her anger boiling over. “Oh really? For the last 4 weeks we’ve been over, you’ve slagged on him about his haircut, or other nit-picky things. He went and got that haircut that you criticized today because of your complaints. I’ve spent so much time trying to remind him that he’s not what everyone criticizes.”

“He – “

“Molly, that’s enough. You helped me plenty when I was losing my hair.”

“But he’s – “

“He’s upset that people pick on him about losing his hair and it’s not helped him at all.”

George came bursting into the room, looking considerably upset. “Where is he?”

Hermione pointed and George went to the nurse and she took him back straightaway.

Harry looked at the closing doors. “What was that about?”

“I firecalled Angelina before I came. She sent George. It’s his potion so he might know how to help.”

Many minutes passed, with Ginny calling once so Hugo could talk with Mum. He fell back asleep after he talked with her and Rose. Hermione checked her watch and saw that two hours had raced by with no word from anyone after George raced into the ward.

“Mrs. Weasley?”

Two heads looked up. “I’m Mrs. Weasley-Granger. How is he?”

“Your quick reaction helped save most of the skin on his head. With both Mr. Weasley’s assistance, we figured out what happened and created an antidote.”

“Was it the tonic he purchased?”

“Oh, it was worse than that. Mr. George Weasley said he had a warning on the bottle to not mix with water. Well, your husband said his hair and scalp were still wet when he put the potion onto it. That alone wouldn’t have done the damage that happened.”

“So what did?”

“Your husband said that your son had been sick earlier. We checked and he hadn’t completely washed everything out. Mixing the potion with water and stomach acids caused the reaction.”

“How bad is he hurt, Healer?”

“We’ll bring you back to see for yourself.”

“Go ahead and tell us, please. He was an Auror for years. I can handle it.” She save Molly a side-eye look and Molly kept quiet.

“we had to create an antidote for the potion. That’s what took so long. Then an application of dittany to heal up most of the skin on his head was given. He’ll need probably one more. The skin is tender but somewhat healed.”

“You mean it will look like the splinching scar on his arm?”

“It’s possible. We don’t know if the hair will grow back in some spots, like the top of his head or in front. It’s possible it will grow back but then again, it might not. We’ve never seen this particular injury before with the contamination so we’re only guessing.”

Hermione sighed. “That was what started the whole ordeal in the first damn place.”

“He’s awake if you want to come back. His head is wrapped up, to promote additional healing, but he can go home in a few hours, as long as he doesn’t wash his head for a week and then only water for a month.”

“Christ,” Hermione picked up her purse and went with Harry with Molly and Arthur following. “He’s going to be a fiend for this happening,” she said to no one in particular. They walked back to his room and stepped in. Hermione saw him first, shaking her head. She heard two sniffles behind her.

“Go ahead and say it. I cocked up.”

“No, I won’t. It’s rude.” Hermione put her purse down and touched his face. All of the stubble was gone from his chin along with above his lip. “They had to shave off everything on your head, didn’t they?”

“It’s lucky that you didn’t run your hands on my back or more. They said the burns were bad before they treated it.”

“So you’re going to look like that idiot Quirrell for a few weeks, huh?” Harry punched his arm and Ron tried to laugh. “Shall I see about getting you a proper turban rather than looking like a half-wrapped mummy?”

“Go fuck yourself, Harry.”

“Ron!” two women erupted at his language.

“No! I’m sick of everything, of you harassing me for a ruddy haircut, Mum, and you, Dad, for letting her natter on when you know it bothers me. And you, git, for kicking me when I’m down, and comparing me to that traitor Quirrell.”

Hermione saw Molly about to cry and Arthur along with her. “Now that we know he’ll live, I’ll take him home when he’s released in a few hours and then owl both of you. I would say this hasn’t been one of his best days.”

Ron grimaced. “Mum, Dad, sorry. I’ll come visit in a couple of days. It’s really been one hell of a day.”

Molly came over first and kissed Ron on the cheek, saying something softly to him before she left his side. Arthur stood by quietly and escorted Molly out.

Harry sealed the door. “You can get mad at me all you want, but you leave them out of it. I know Mum can be a handful but don’t make her cry any more than she has.”

“I’m sick and tired of Mum treating me like I’m seven and got a hold of her knitting shears and gave myself a haircut. She acts like she’s never forgiven me for doing it that one time.”

Both of them looked at Ron.

“Damn.” He rubbed the back of his neck, wincing. “Anyway, that’s why I don’t let Mum cut my hair. I got a bad haircut because she was ripping my bollocks and I got it cut and she’s still ripping my bollocks. I’m sick of it.”

“Well, don’t rip into her again.” Harry and Ron shared a serious look before both nodding. Harry looked at Hermione and went to hug her. “I’m going home and tending five kids. You want them to stay the night with us?”

“Sure, if they will. Hugo might want to come home. Rose might want to stay and have a sleep-over with Lily Luna.”

“I’ll owl once we’re home. It should be only a couple more hours.”

Harry made for the door. “You look better off than the last time I saw Quirrell – but not by much.” Harry ducked out.

“Git,” Ron yelled at the closing door and hearing Harry laughing in the hallway.

“That means – “

“He says I look only slightly better than an incinerated dead man. The git.”

“That wasn’t very nice.”

“That’s Harry for you.”

“Ron, about your hair,” Hermione said before she was interrupted by a Healer making an appearance.

“So, Mr. Weasley, here are your instructions: You can wash your head with water only for the next month, and only wash it once a week. Your skin needs time to completely heal. The dittany we used did a decent job but since it’s on your head, it will hurt some so take some pain potion as you need it.” The healer handed over the first vial. “And this one is for keeping the skin soft so if the hairs that will come in won’t stretch the scars on your scalp. We don’t know for certain if it will all grow back or if it will even be the same color as your natural hair. It could come in grey, or even green, though your brother doesn’t think that the small amount of dragon’s blood in the tonic will affect you that much.”

“Healer, are there any limitations on outdoor activities and recreation? Any other limitations?”

The healer ignored Ron. “He needs to keep it wrapped for three more days, just to make certain. We don’t want any further infections. And he will need to keep his scalp shaded from now on. So hats any time he’s going to be outside for more than two minutes, which includes Quidditch or watching matches live. This includes swimming or any water activities.

“And as long as he’s not into yoga or football, I see no reason to limit his other activities, as long as he’s not on his head. Now let’s see how you’re recovering.” The healer pointed his wand at Ron’s head and the dressings unraveled, revealing Ron’s bald head with bright white patches over half his head. Even his eyebrows and ear hairs were gone.

Hermione gasped. “That’s –“

Ron picked up the mirror on the side-table and erupted in a venomous tirade that embarrassed Hermione. The Healer stood there, stoic. “Yes, most of his head was chemically burned when he came in. If he’d waited another ten minutes, he’d be here a while, because of the damage to his skin. You were quite wise to rush him in.”

“But you said water made it worse.”

Ron moved his hand over the side of his bare head, finding a bright white patch of skin almost the size of his hand. “Bloody fucking hell!”

“It spread the chemicals to burn his scalp, rather than only in some spots. When he came in and we took off the hair, he had second degree burns on most of his head. Had you not made him rinse it, he’d have burned the top of his head and the back patch of his head to the skull. Suffice to say, I don’t think Mr. Weasley will complain too much.”

Ron moved the mirror to the other side and erupted in more caustic epithets.

The healer performed another spell and the dressings re-wrapped on his head. “Mr. Weasley needs to return in a week for a fresh dressing and a check-up. But otherwise you’re free to go.”

“Thank you Healer – “

“It wasn’t just us, Mrs. Weasley. We called up one of our Master Potioneers who made the antidote with the other Mr. Weasley’s assistance. I believe you know him. He’s around the same age Mr. Weasley.”

“I’ll make sure to send him a thank-you note,” she replied with her professional voice. “If that’s all,” she pocketed the two vials for her husband. “We’ll owl if we have any questions or issues.”

The Healer handed over a parchment with Ron’s instructions for home and departed.

“That git,” Ron growled.

“That git helped you.”

“It doesn’t mean I have to like him.”

“I don’t expect you to. Now let’s get home. And no more potions, deal?”

“Sorted. I think today was my burn notice for worrying about my hair.”

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the-royal-courier · 7 years

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Amberstaff Wizard Coven Where: Ambermill, Silverpine Forest When: Tuesday, April 6 Time: 6 Bells (server)

Do you seek power, as well as skill? Do you wish for the knowledge to pass any puzzle and best any foe? Are you in need of guidance and know not where to start? Those with the gift of magic are cordially invited to Ambermill, Silverpine- Beneath the Arcane Dome to test their ability and will to learn. Those with the ability to learn will be taken underwing and shown the path to greatness. Contact Archwizard Moonblade for more information (Helarsar in game)

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Queen’s Garters Sale

Where: The Queen’s Garter’s ( Canal Tailor & Fit Shop) When: Wednesdaday, April 5 Time: 5 bells - 7 bells (server)

The Queen’s Garters is Stormwind’s premier lingerie boutique. Alliance women insist on only the finest intimate apparel and The Queen’s Garters answers their call. We offer a unique buying experience for each customer. Serving women and their intimate apparel needs with beautiful lingerie, corsets, stockings and more.

And because women aren’t the only ones who buy lingerie, our experienced staff can help any man buy the perfect gift for his wife, girlfriend or lady love.

Stop by our shop on Wednesday, April 5th between 5:00 p.m. and 7:00 p.m. and receive 20% off your purchase.

Private fittings available by appointment.

(In-game location: Canal Tailor & Fit Shop, To schedule a private fitting contact @queensgarters, @nariele, or in-game Nariele )

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Club BOOM!

Where: The Purple Parlor, Dalaran (Northrend) When: Friday, April 7, Time: 7 bells

Join your hosts for the evening, DJs Pixy & Amy Stormpike (trading off months), the DJs you loved from the Club Trix afterparty!

(The event's music will air on Fire Mage Radio...so even after the party, the music doesn't stop as you can rock out to some great WoW music!

https://www.facebook.com/FireMageRadio/ )

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The Den

Where: TBA When: Saturday, 4/ Time: 7 Bells

The Steelgrove Syndicate’s The Den opens for its monthly exclusive club. Fights, gambling, drinks and more. Contact The Steelgrove Syndicate for more information. ( @steelgrove-syndicate)

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OOC: Blizzard Events

Darkmoon Faire: April 2 - April 8

The Darkmoon Faire is open for business! Meet Silas Darkmoon and his troupe, play games that test mind and nerve, and behold exotic sights from the four corners of Azeroth... and beyond!

March of The Tadpools : April 5

Today, the baby Winterfin murlocs of Borean Tundra complete their trip across the Westrift.

Timewalking Dungeons: April 4 - April 11

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Weekly Events

Steelgrove Syndicate Store When: Thursday @ 6 Bells (server) Where: Dwarven District (Blacksmith trainer building) Theme: Shop

A small get together for those who wish to browse our wares, and enjoy good company. Refreshments offered free of charge! Join us at 6pm (st) until 8pm (st). ( @steelgrove-syndicate)

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Silverblade Contracts

Open: Monday & Tuesday: 4-6 pm, Friday & Saturday: 4-5 pm Closed: Wednesday, Thursday and Sunday Where: Cathedral District Theme: Shop

This shop hosts an array of services such as Weapon Sales and Repairs, Protection Services, and more! To inquire more about large orders or other services, please send word to Count Adorlan Matheredor (Adorlan in-game, @adorlan) or Lady Kerydwen Matheredor (Kerydwen in-game).

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The Cask n Anvil: When - Fridays @ 6 pm server Where - Ironforge Who - Modarin Theme - Social

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The Wyrmhearth Tavern When: Saturdays @ 8 pm Server Where: Thelsamar Who: Annalura, Noelina, Leatei, or Oakenmoon

Theme: Social

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The Steel Pub

When: Sunday @ 6 pm server Where: in Anvilmar, Dun Morogh Who: Bath Ironstout Theme: Social

@bath-ironstout @ironstoutbrews

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Upcoming Events

Grace of Elune

When: April 10th, 6pm Server time Where: Temple of the Moon, Darnassus What: A brief one-hour sermon on the wonders and mysteries of Elune, with blessings offered afterward. Why: To spread the word of Elune, of course! Who: Led by Roraelis, everyone is allowed to attend, no invite needed! DKs, DHs, and warlocks allowed!

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Dwarven Moot

When: April 15

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Noblegarden Tea Party

When: April 18 5 bells Where: Elodar in Shadowmoon Valley

Tea Brews Challenge & Cookie Exchange

Contact @neytiri for more information

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Egg Hunt! When: April 18, 7 bells Where: Lakeshire Redridge, on the docks

Ashen Contingent is throwing a Great Egg Hunt for a treasure filled egg! The chase starts promptly at half past 7 bells!

Contact Zel Williams for more information (Anzelma in game)

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Tournament of Strength

Coming April 22th!

There will be the following events: -Jousting: Mount a steed, grab a lance, and prepare to test your mettle against other skilled riders! -Duels: (Two versions. Roll Battles and PvP!) Try to dominate the competition and win the title of Champion of Strength! -Magic Competition: Think you could be the next Khadgar? Try your hand to best the other magi and wizards in this months competition! -Archery: If you have a mark that is aimed and true, prove that you can beat the rest in a sharpshooting competition. (Both Gun and Bows welcomed!)

-More to come!

We are still seeking out vendors, judges, security, and more! If you wish to help with the Tournament of Strength, contact Moria (Moriay or @moriayamina)!

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Autism Awareness Ribbon Ceremony

Saturday, April 29th join Dreyfus Xano at 7 Bells (server) for the fourth annual Autism Awareness event. Each year Dreyfus gathers horde and alliance players to bring awareness to this cause.

He calls upon members of the Alliance and Horde to put down their weapons for just an evening and dress up in Red, Yellow and Blue robes, dresses, and outfits to form one giant ribbon.

A performance IC by Dreyfus will start off the event, the ribbon forming ceremony, and fireworks to wrap up the evening.

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(Have an event you would like advertised? Send a message to @risrielthron or contact Risri in game)

#wra rp #rp #events wra

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t’s 11am in a slightly dilapidated rehearsal room on a King’s Cross side street, and I can just about overhear a discussion in which Dominic Boyce, the affable drummer of psychedelic indie-pop troupe Peace, is considering returning a recently purchased pair of vegan sandals. “In hindsight, maybe I should keep them and commit to it,” he says at one point. “Maybe they’d be good for Glastonbury. Give the people what they want.”

Today, Boyce is joined by a speedily assembled who’s who – quite literally in some cases – of indie, rehearsing for Wednesday night’s NME awards, where they will perform the Rolling Stones’ Gimme Shelter, and Buffalo Springfield’s For What It’s Worth. Rallied by the NME, the group will be joined on the night by Charli XCX, who right now is somewhere over the Atlantic, but today consists of Boyce and Sam and Harry Koisser from Peace, Olly Alexander from Years & Years, Pixie Geldof, Isaac Holman from Slaves, Izzy Baxter from Black Honey, Austin Williams and Cavan McCarthy from Swim Deep, and Joe Falconer from Circa Waves.

While you may not be overly familiar with each act’s entire back catalogue, everyone in the room today is very committed to raising money for refugees, and that’s a positive and wonderful thing. The plan is that anyone watching the performance online – or reading an article about its rehearsal – can text REFU to 70700 to donate £5 to the British charity Help Refugees. It’s the sort of thing that routinely prompts a kneejerk sneer, but it’s a simple and effective move and knees can’t sneer anyway because of biology. The morning moves slowly with dramatic highlights including a broken keyboard stand, a leaking battery, Harry Koisser being unable to see the colour red, and an absence of maracas. At one point, Baxter is handed a red, gold and green guitar strap. “I’m too white to wear that,” she observes, although it’s fair to say this is one room in London where it’s impossible to be too white for anything.

After a run-through of the songs and lunch in the pizza place across the road, we’re joined by the NME editor, Mike Williams, who has turned up to check on progress. I ask him whether this whole supergroup business might be better with a few more famous people.

“That’s a bit of a mean question,” he says. “We haven’t even approached the Dave Grohls and Lady Gagas of this world – we wanted it to be in the spirit of what Bands 4 Refugees were already doing. It wouldn’t have been right for NME to storm in and swap them out for big American artists.”

Asked to clarify the message that he’s hoping to send out by drawing awareness to the refugee crisis during the NME awards, Williams adds: “Politicians and people with influential voices are being irresponsible with their words and changing the views of otherwise decent people. There’s a negative and demonised view of vulnerable people not that different from us who have been badly affected by wars and terror attacks. We want to show a bit of the reality.”

It’s cheering – but also a bit of a rum old do – that in the current climate, the first major creative statement from the global music community has come in the form of the new Katy Perry single, Chained to the Rhythm, a song about echo chambers and numbness that she has described as “purposeful pop”. But isn’t it also frustrating that the best song choices for Wednesday night’s show are both more than 50 years old?

“A song like Gimme Shelter is incredibly powerful and the message will resonate with everyone in the room on the night and watching on Facebook Live,” Williams says. “That said, bands have told me in the past they don’t want to speak out because the internet is so unforgiving, but it feels like people have got to get over that now.”

Alexander chooses his words either far more carefully or far less carefully, depending on how you look at it. “The message I’d give Theresa May is that she should resign and take her entire cabinet with her,” he says. “Someone else should have a chance now. There’s lots of talk of Clive Lewis of late, isn’t there? Is he good? I don’t know. Maybe he’s just young and a bit hot.”

Alexander initially felt wary about becoming involved in Bands 4 Refugees. “A little bit of me always worries about the perceived vanity of ‘I’m supporting a cause’, but worrying what people think actually is a vanity problem,” he says. Currently midway through writing Years & Years’ second album, he acknowledges the pressure to write about world events. “It feels like that choice is more important now than it was a couple of years ago,” he says. “You could write a song about love, and people would go: ‘We’re living in a dumpster fire apocalypse and this is what you’ve chosen to write about?’”

A recent writing session helped put things in perspective. “I felt like I didn’t want to write about politics simply because I felt like I should, but then last week I wrote a song with the Pet Shop Boys. It’s inspired by a fairground in Margate called Dreamland, but while I was writing it, Neil Tennant said to me: ‘This makes sense right now with Trump closing the borders,’ and the song became something that touched on what’s going on in the world. I’d write lyrics and he’d say: ‘No, it needs to be more direct.’ He’d take a simple line and interject a subversive political statement. That’s the challenge as a pop writer, to do both at once.”

Baxter is more plain: “It’s important not to be like fucking Bono going: ‘You should do this.’ As an artist, you don’t have to answer all the questions, but you can still pose them.”

Most of today’s lineup has been assembled by Koisser, and while he’s keen not to take credit for dragging the other artists here (“All I’ll say is that I’ve probably been the most annoying person”), he hopes he can help start a bigger conversation among artists. “I’d like someone who’s a lot more important than us to see it and be inspired to do something gigantic on a level we can’t,” he says. Of course, if – meanness alert! – today’s supergroup did indeed want some more famous people, it might have made sense to ask for guidance from someone with experience in that field. Someone with a penchant for calling up superstars and getting them in a room in order to knock out a charity banger.

I mean, I wonder out loud, does anyone here today have any such contacts? It’s hard to know where to start, really. Isn’t it, Pixie Geldof?

“One or two names come to mind,” she smiles, a little wearily. “Yes, something like that may have happened before. And, yes, I see where you’re going with that. I don’t know what his plans are, but, yeah, I mean ... Band Aid is a Christmas song. Although I do like listening to the Tammy Wynette Christmas album throughout the year.” She’s clearly warming to the idea. “OK!” she eventually says. “I’ll have a word. Maybe. Oh, I don’t know.”

Back in the rehearsal room, Holman is handing out lollipops and, with each new vocalist added to the song, Gimme Shelter is sounding more and more unstable, like a pop Buckaroo. But by 5pm, it’s sounding pretty good. At one point, the band stops to debate whether the audience will clap along during the breakdown in For What It’s Worth. “Ignore the tables,” is one suggestion. “They’ll be too busy with their free dinners.” Someone else offers: “It all depends on how drunk they are.”

The group are limited to performing a faithful rendition of at least one of their chosen songs, a decision explained when I put it to Koisser that a tropical house version of Gimme Shelter might have made more impact in 2017. He says they needed the Rolling Stones’ approval to perform the song, “and there’s a thing that says you’re not allowed to change the genre or style. It has to be the same arrangement, structure, genre – and you can’t change the lyrics. Even if we wanted to do a tropical house version – and trust me, that went through my mind – we wouldn’t be able to.”

In the past, Mick Jagger has described Gimme Shelter as “a kind of end-of-the-world song, really. It’s apocalypse.” I pull Boyce to one side and ask: is the world about to end? He thinks for a while.

“I hope not,” he says eventually. “But it feels like the start of the end of something.”

The end of what?

“Humanity?”

He’s starting to look a bit troubled. “I mean I’m hoping it’s not,” he clarifies. “But something’s about to snap. It would be good to give it all another go, wouldn’t it? Start afresh.”

He’s sounding quite chipper about the prospect of life as we know it coming to an end. In fairness, the prospect of global apocalypse isn’t exactly unappealing these days. It would be great if that could wait until after the NME awards, though.

#olly alexander #interview #article #bands4refugees #nme awards #thanks anon!#140217

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A Guide to Copenhagen’s Best Christmas Markets

If there’s one thing that can generate yuletide spirit amidst Denmark’s cold, wind-swept mid-December conditions, it’s a Christmas market. Pairing abundant gift options with the pungent aromas of cinnamon-infused mulled wine, visitors have the prospect of sourcing stocking-fillers while imbibing a glass (or three) of hot liquor along the way.

Copenhagen has plenty of these festive events scheduled in the weeks running up to the 25th for those in need of early inspiration or a last minute purchase. We’ve compiled a list of the month’s options, from single street affairs to large-scale Xmas extravaganzas.

Here are the best Christmas markets in Copenhagen throughout December:

Nyhavn Christmas market

Getting an early start, Nyhavn’s Christmas market is a permanent fixture from the start of November to late December. The harbor front provides an iconic setting to select your holiday gifts, with the option to soak up that nöel feeling by ambling along its cobbled walkways. Grab your camera (and a cup of something warm) as the canal captures the ideal winter-time shot of the city.

9th November – 23rd December

Nyhavn Kanal

1051 København K

Opening Hours: Sun – Thurs 10:00 am- 7:00 pm Fri – Sat 10:00 am – 8:00 pm Ticket price: free

Julemarked Højbro Plads

With 18,000 decorative lights, live reindeer, a Santa’s sleigh, and not to mention “secret pixies,” Højbro Plads becomes a glitzy hub for festive activities throughout December. Knitted garments, glass wear, and Danish foods will all be on sale in classically designed log-cabins, while German-style barbecue and glögg will provide relief from the cold.

16th November – 22nd December

Højbro Plads

1200 København K

Opening Hours: Mon – Weds 11:00 am – 7:00 pm Thurs 11:00 am – 8:00 pm Fri 11:00 am – 9:00 pm Sat 10:00 am – 9:00 pm Sun 11:00 am – 7:00 pm Ticket price:free

Julemarked Kongens Nytorv

Located in the heart of the city, Kongens Nytorv’s market invites visitors to embrace quintessential Danish Christmas traditions whilst hunting for holiday gifts. Santa Claus will, of course, be on hand for photo ops, as sweet smells that cascade from the windows of hot chocolate, glühwein, and apple punch vendors steep your senses in Xmas fervor.

16th November – 22nd December

Kongens Nytorv

1050 København K

Opening Hours: Mon – Weds 11:00 am – 7:00 pm Thurs 11:00 – 8:00 pm Fri 11:00 am – 9:00 pm Sat 11:00 am – 9:00 pm Sun 12:00 – 7:00 pm Ticket price: free

Christmas in Tivoli Gardens

There’s perhaps no other place in Copenhagen that wholeheartedly commits to the holiday season quite like Tivoli. Each year, their lighting designers adorn the 175-year-old theme park with a new, specially themed yuletide façade. Amid the bulbs’ incandescent glow, visitors can pick up some of their favorite Christmas treats, including caramelized almonds, æbleskiver, and mulled wine. It is truly a sight to see for locals and tourists alike!

17th November – 31st December

Tivoli Gardens

Vesterbrogade 3 1630 Køenhavn V

Opening Hours: Sun – Thurs 11:00 am – 11 pm Fri – Sat 11:00 am – midnight Ticket price: 110 DKK (standard entry)

Jul i Jægersborggade

For those wanting to purchase an especially unique Christmas gift, Jægersborggade’s annual festive market provides the perfect setting. Home to a cornucopia of small business, the street hosts an impressive two-day program displaying the best of its shops. Live jazz, tree sales, plus a generous selection of food and drink stalls will contribute to the general merriment.

1st – 2nd December

Jægersborggade

2200 København N

Opening Hours: 10:00 am – 4:00 pm Ticket price: free

Elmegades Julemarked

For just a single day each year, one of Nørrebro’s most fashionable streets, Elmegade, stops traffic for its cosy Christmas market. Revelers will be able to both scope out hip holiday gifts and add to their party attire by perusing the various boutique clothing stores. Music and street food will accompany the proceedings.

8th December

Elmegade

2200 København N

Opening Hours: 10:00 am – 17:00 pm Ticket price: free

Flids Julemarked

If you’re in search of something completely handcrafted, Flids Christmas market has you covered. For a small fee, attendees can access the work of talented creatives living in Copenhagen and beyond. The event will offer illustrations, ceramics, photographs, jewelry and many other one-off products, housed inside Nørrebrohallen over two days.

1st – 2nd December

Nørrebrohallen

Nørrebrogade 208 2200 København N

Opening Hours: 11:00 am – 5:00 pm Ticket price: 30 DKK; free for under 12

Visit Carlsberg Julemarked

Sitting high on Valby’s slopes, the Carlsberg brewery stages its signature Christmas market each year over three separate weekends. Visitors are free to stroll through the historic old factory setting while supping glasses of specially produced mulled beer. In total, you’ll be able to scour 24 stalls for gifts, which are – probably – the best in the world (sorry, we had to).

1st – 2nd December 8th – 9th December 15th – 16th December

Visit Carlsberg

Gamle Carlsberg Vej 11 1799 Køenhavn V

Opening Hours: 10:00 am – 5:00 pm Ticket price: free

Studio Arhoj Christmas Market

Ceramicists Studio Arhoj will hold a Christmas market filled with items discounted up to 75%. The two-day “seconds” sale, featuring pieces with minor manufacturing errors, will comprise various unique and previously unseen products. Æbleskiver & glögg will be available to browsers pondering the selection in their design store.

1st – 2nd December

Studio Arhoj

Kigkurren 8M 2300 København S

Opening Hours: 10:00 am – 5:00 pm Ticket price: free

Please wait to be seated X-mas Bazaar

Danish furniture designer Please Wait to be Seated is holding two separate Christmas events in the run up to the holidays. Attendees will have the opportunity to shop for items at reduced prices within the company’s Frederiksberg showroom. Mulled wine and Christmas cookies will be provided!

Saturday 1st and Saturday 8th December

Please Wait To Be Seated

Frederiksgade 1, 1. floor 1265 København K

Opening Hours 10:00 am – 3:00 pm Ticket price: free

Julemarked Bernstorff Slot

Why not forsake the city altogether and step out into the luscious grounds of Bernstorff Slot for its annual countryside Christmas fair. Over 90 different exhibitors will take to the grounds of the eighteenth-century palace, with arts, crafts, and edible delicacies available in abundance. As a bonus, the palace itself will be covered in nöel-themed decorations.

Friday 7th – Sunday 9th December

Bernstorff Slot

Jægersborg Alle 93 2820 Gentofte

Opening Hours: Fri 3:00 – 8:00 pm Sat – Sun 10:00 am – 4:00 pm Ticket price: 100 DKK; 30 DKK (4-12 years)

FindersKeepers Christmas at Axel Towers

Over three days, FindersKeepers will take over two floors of Axel towers, located close to Tivoli. In total, 120 different creative entrepreneurs and designers will display their products to attendees, with ceramics, fashion, jewelry and botanica on offer. Seek advice and guidance from the artists themselves as you scramble for your ideal holiday presents this year.

Friday 14th – Sunday 16th December

Axel Towers

Axeltorv 2 1609 København V

Opening Hours: Fri 12:00 – 6:00 pm Sat 11:00 am – 5:00 pm Sun 11:00 am – 4:00 pm Ticket price: Day ticket 40 DKK (advanced), 50 DKK (door); Weekend ticket 70 DKK (advanced), 80 DKK (door)

Don’t want to spend all your time at Christmas markets this month? There are plenty of other things to do in Copenhagen! Check out our monthly calendar.

A Guide to Copenhagen’s Best Christmas Markets published first on https://medium.com/@OCEANDREAMCHARTERS

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If you’ve read my last post, it’s has been quite some time since I last posted and update for my project pan. Even though I haven’t posted any updates on here, it doesn’t mean I have stopped doing the project altogether. I have still been panning products and fortunately I have finished 10 in the last 4 months.

Items Finished In May:

Treseme Beautiful Volume Shampoo and Conditoner Sample packs (2 sets)

I did receive these through Influenster and it took me a while to actually get to them. The concept of doing you conditioner first sounds interesting but didn’t work for how I normally wash my hair. On the other hand, it did bring a lot of volume to my hair.

Bath & Body Works Body Wash in Sea Island Cotton

As always, this is my winter scent and my goal was to finish this product by the beginning of summer, and thankfully I was. I love this scent but I’m not going to purchase any more bath products for a while.

Suave Professionals Natural Infusion Anti-Breakage Shampoo (Travel Size)

With Suave shampoos, I never really see any difference in my hair. During this time I was still having a lot of fall-out and breakage in my hair but I feel that it had more to do with my health at the time rather than the shampoo.

Items Finished In June:

Maybelline Fit Me! Matte & Poreless Foundation in 112

This was a very light coverage foundation, which is nice for days where I want to cover up a little bit of my acne scarring but I am a full coverage kind of girl. I didn’t like that I had to apply so many layers to get the coverage I want that my skin looked cakey. Unfortunately this shade had too much yellow in it for me and did oxidize to be even more yellow, which is a recurring problem for me trying to find foundations, on top of the fact that it didn’t even last a few hours against my oily skin.

Be a Bombshell! Tinted Lip Balm in French Kiss

I had received this in an IPSY bag a long time ago, and I hate it so much. This shade is horrible for people with fair complexions like me as it is very very frosty but on top of that it feels waxy and leave a white residue on your lips that you have to wash off.

Village Naturals Aches & Pains Shower Wash

I really do love this brand, and it sucks that I can’t find it in my local Target anymore. This shower wash has a bit of a citrus/mint scent to it, and it also leave a slight cooling sensation on the skin. I used it the most when my joints started hurting from a physically exhausting day. I miss the scent and feel of it.

Items Finished In July:

Simple Moisturizer

So the big thing about this brand is that it meant to be sensitive skin friendly, but this was not. It smelled like mildewed clothing and actually had a burning sensation when I would apply it. I’ve essentially given up on this brand that I used to love after this.

Bath & Body Works Body Cream in Sweet Pea

The first to go down so far out of what’s left of my Sweet Pea B&BW stash. Still love it, and how the formula of the body cream feels as it absorbs into the skin.

Items Finished In August:

Pixi by Petra Mini Brow Trio

This was another item I received in an IPSY bag a long while ago. I had to find a variety of ways to use it since it was three different colors. I used the large taupe shade to set my eye primer and the medium brown shade for my crease, since they were both too light for my brows. The shade I did use for my brows just took forever to use. The powder itself applied fine and blended well.

NYX Butter Lipstick in Little Susie

I loved applying this extremely creamy lipstick. This is actually one of NYX’s more pigmented lipsticks and I have really enjoyed the application. This shade of hot pink worked well for my skin tone and surprised me with how much I liked it since I normally don’t go towards hot pink shades. I can’t wait to try out more colors after I finish the rest of my lipsticks.

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So what have you finished panning over the summer? What are your goals for the rest of the year? At the moment I hope by the end of the year I can finish at least some skin care products .

Also, how do you feel about having a seasonal update rather than a monthly update? The post will be longer for a seasonal one but it will also give me more time to get products done. Please let me know what you think in the comments below.

See you soon!

Largest Project Pan Ever - Summer Update 2017 If you've read my last post, it's has been quite some time since I last posted and update for my project pan.

#Bath & Body Works #Be A Bombshell!#body care #Body Cream #body wash #Fit Me Foundation #Foundation #Lipstick #Makeup #Maybelline #moisturizer #NYX #NYX Butter Lipstick #Pixi by Petra #shampoo #shower wash #Suave #Village Naturals

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I’m no stranger to a show. I’ve been to anything from a small basement show to large outdoor festivals. None of it could have prepared me for Vans Warped Tour. The excessive heat here in Phoenix, AZ was treacherous. Most of the records I found say we hit a high of 111℉ but I could swear it was more insufferable than that. The tour pushed their opening time to 12:30pm due to the elevated temperatures but it didn’t do much in the long run. There were a few tents set up to shelter attendee and staff alike. Water was expensive as one would expect but the security and staff were helpful. Many offered myself and those with me water by the stages so hydration wasn’t too much of an issue. We persisted and saw many amazing performances. All of which I must thank Doll Skin for.

Upon arriving at the Fear Farm Festival Grounds, we went straight to the Journey’s Right Foot stage for Doll Skin. Now, I’ve been wanting to write about these girls since I first saw them open for Dead Kennedys. But, as life does, things got busy and chaotic. So, getting the opportunity to cover them is amazing to me.

When Doll Skin first joined the tour, the band released their second CD, Manic Pixie Dream Girl, on June 16th (US) and June 23rd (UK). It has already climbed to #6 on Billboard Heatseakers chart and shows no sign of stopping. I picked up a copy at the show and have been listening to it nonstop. Like their previous CD, In Your Face (Again), I find the songs worm their way into your brain. Personally, I’d love to take a road trip with both these albums playing, cranked to eleven, with my windows rolled down.

Befitting of their sound, Doll Skin has just as much energy on stage as is conveyed through their music. Since seeing them for the first time over a year ago, these girls have been involved with bigger and better tours with little rest. So, if you haven’t seen them or even heard of these girls before, I highly recommend that you check them out.

During the show, these girls were still running around and rocking their hearts out despite the heat. It was mentioned that Doll Skin normally performed on a different stage but since Arizona is their home, they were moved to one of the larger stages. Although the girls were one of the first bands to play and ticket prices would go down later in the day, Doll Skin received a warm welcome home. This moved Sydney Dolezal (Vocals) on two occasions, claiming she was fighting back tears of joy while on stage.

Even though Doll Skin is no longer traveling with Vans Warped Tour, they are still touring and promoting Manic Pixie Dream Girl. Check out their tour page for more details.

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Once the crowd thinned a bit, my party worked toward the Skullcandy stage just in time to watch War On Women set up. We were greeted by smiles, waves, and a loaded water pistol. Really, even if hardcore-punk isn’t your thing or you just don’t like bands from Baltimore, Maryland, War On Women is comprised of some amazing human beings. The Missus and I had seen them once before at my first punk show. The beautifully blended mix of bursting energy, intense personality, and passionate message is something that demands to be witnessed. Truly, War On Women was the other reason I wanted to go to Vans Warped Tour. If ever given the opportunity, I’d happily go to every show I could if only to hear them play.

Throughout their set, War On Women promoted the safety and inclusion of all at shows and in the scene. As I see War On Women, follow them on social media, and hear their message, they fight for the safety and equality of all. It’s a message that resonates with me to the core of my soul. So, to hear they are further promoting and educating others on how they can help at Vans Warped Tour is a wonderful way to be more than just another talking head. War On Women shows that you can’t just talk about it, you have to do something about it. To pair that message with their music while taking on further action generates a powerful force of change.

After the set was over, which felt shorter than I wanted it to be, my party took a moment to cool off before seeing the War On Women tent. There, we met with Shawna Potter (Vocals). There was a moment to chat and laugh together as Shawna fought the heat. As a pleasant surprise before the show, the Missus was invited to photograph War On Women and interview Shawna. So, the two went off to lunch and to conduct the interview.

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Meanwhile, I spent some time checking out some of the other tents. Some time was spent talking with A Voice for the Innocent and picking up some new music. It wasn’t long before the Missus returned and we returned to the Journey’s Right Foot stage for Neck Deep.

In case you haven’t heard of them before, Neck Deep is a pop-punk band from Wrexham, Wales. I had heard a handful of songs before seeing them and they bring a lot of wild energy to the stage. During their set, Neck Deep was promoting their upcoming CD, The Peace and the Panic, which comes out August 18th, 2017. After hearing a few of the songs that will be on this new release, I’m certainly looking forward to it.

The only downside was that I saw them from what was advertised as the accessible bleachers. These things were tall enough that I never had to worry about staring at the back of someone’s head. On the other hand, I was so far away that some of the music sounded like it could be drowned out by my home speakers. So, as much as I’d like to offer more about Neck Deep, I’m limited in my experience due to being simultaneously present and removed during the show. What I can say is they have quite a bit of energy and a fair collection of songs that touch on depression and fighting against the oppressing malaise, which I can immeasurably respect.

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Then it was on to another band at the Full Sail stage that reached out to the Missus. I had never heard of Creeper before Vans Warped Tour. Yet, a few friends and family were very excited to hear we might see them and get some pictures. Still, I was skeptical. Except when I saw the band from Southampton, England, I was pleasantly surprised.

The playful and intense presence on stage was phenomenal. Sean Scott (Bass) knows how to egg on the crowd and rev them up. Yet, I always love to see keyboards and Hannah Greenwood (Keys) can really work a chilling calm that only further encourages the crowd. How the entire band works together is in a league of its own and you can see the joy on their faces. While Will Gould’s (Vocals) face might be hard to see most of the time due to his shoulder length black hair, I couldn’t help but think of Joey Ramone at times. Something about the mess of hair screaming into a mic just sparked the connection. Despite my initial apprehension, this band is certainly one to check out and I wouldn’t be surprised if they became difficult to keep up with. Their debut album, Eternity, In Your Arms, released March 24th, 2017 and is available for purchase online or you can listen to it on Spotify.

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Once the show was over, we stuck around to pick up our copy of the CD along with some patches. Considering that Creeper was signing after their set, we got the CD signed and ended up being a little late to see the Ataris at the Hard Rock stage.

I have a couple of covers done by the Ataris and wanted to see what these guys were really made of. A good helping of rock with a dash of punk to taste is how I can describe this band from Anderson, Indiana. While I’m still a little bummed for missing the beginning of their set, I’ll happily make up for it by buying a few CDs and listening to more than just a few covers from these guys. Yet, when we stopped by their merch tent, there really wasn’t much for them. So, while we left without anything from the Atari’s, they gave us a few patches for Bad Cop/Bad Cop and I’ll be listening to them soon.

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After checking out a few more tents, like Support Tattoos and Piercings at Work which only made me want to get another tattoo, we went back to the accessibility bleacher between the Journey’s stages. Here, it seemed like a good place to rest and see the last few bands without stressing the crowds.

The Missus wanted to check out Hawthorne Heights on Journey’s Left Foot stage. Personally, these guys just aren’t my thing. A rock band from Dayton, Ohio, I’ve seen these guys labeled at post-hardcore and pop-punk but they still don’t do it for me. Yet, I’m willing to blame a good part of my indifference upon seeing them on being told that I couldn’t stay on the bleachers because they were tearing them down.

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This became a rather distracting ordeal as I was told I could wait, then they needed to tear it down, then it was the wrong bleachers. It was confusing how the story kept changing of how and why I was allowed to stay on this supposed accessible accommodation. To make matters worse, it was hard to discern if those telling me to leave were just staff of the Fear Farm Festival Grounds or with Vans Warped Tour. But the back and forth went a little something like this:

Turns out they aren’t taking this bleacher… Funny how that works. Still not impressed. No clue how long I’ll have visibility of the stage.

— Torso Boy ⒶⒺ (@Torso_Boy) June 23, 2017

Hope I’ll be able to see @ckymusic still… But who knows? Guess we’ll find out how this tour will end.

— Torso Boy ⒶⒺ (@Torso_Boy) June 23, 2017

Even now, I find it odd to be told that I “need” to see a performance other than in an over-dramatic fashion that one might get from a friend. But that didn’t exactly matter since we had already planned to see Andy Black. Though, this is the second time seeing Andy and last time was also spent fighting those who might ruin a show. It was time to turn to Journey’s Right Foot stage.

Andy Black, the solo career of Black Veil Brides vocals, Andy Biersack, is a wonderfully cocky performance. The humor and posturing combine to an aloof Andy that can make most fans swoon. I enjoy the mix of hard and soft with Andy Black. Andy’s voice is very easy on the ears while the guitars keep you on your toes. Overall, Andy Black is easy to listen to with his powerful crooning.

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As Andy left the stage, the crew immediately started striking the right stage. With it, those claiming we needed to leave the accessibility bleachers had returned. While the Missus was photographing CKY, the rest of my party and I figured out the lift.

Nope! @VansWarpedTour chose to tear it down. At least I can hear @ckymusic.

— Torso Boy ⒶⒺ (@Torso_Boy) June 23, 2017

Once back on the ground and behind a heard of fans, we chose to stick around for CKY. They were one of those bands I heard a lot of but never heard their music. Figuring it safe to assume, as they were the last act on a major stage, they’d certainly be worth sticking around even though I lost any vantage point to see them. But we all know what happens when we assume.

I’m discovering that it must be a trend that’s gaining momentum among more pop-punk bands from the 90s. That trend is they might have been good but they’ve lost their bite. I first experienced this when Jimmy Eat World came through at the Fear Farm Festival Grounds. My only other theory is the venue itself might be a factor. Whatever the reason, CKY felt flat. The music had energy but as I listened, I wanted the beats to be harder. So, I went and looked up some of their music.

The truth is, I don’t think CKY is for me. To my ears, it’s a nice build-up of energy but I want it to release in a big bang that never comes. Sometimes the worst thing is waiting for something that never happens. After a few songs, giving them as much a chance as I could, we opted to leave. There might have been a connection between the music and their stage presence but I will never know.

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At the end of the night, we all had a good time. Yet, with everything that happened, I don’t know if I’d go to Vans Warped Tour again. I enjoyed supporting bands I’d seen before and happily experienced performances I had never heard of. But for the cost and what Vans Warped Tour offers, I’d rather wait for the artists I enjoy to come through another time. I’ve already encountered many new musicians that I needed to add to my music library through smaller shows that don’t involve excessive heat, prolonged exposure to sunlight, and the risk of having accessible accommodations stolen mid-show.

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Current Makeup Favorites – High End + Drugstore

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I haven’t done a “makeup favorites” post in a while, so I thought I would share some things I’m loving at the moment. I try a lot of different products, and even ones that I really like sometimes get pushed to the side. These are products that are quickly becoming “ride or die” products for me – I can’t stop reaching for them!

Pixi by Petra mists

Literally all of them, guys. I’ll go through them really quick – the Glow Mist is wonderful pretty much anytime (under or on top of makeup) but it’s more to give you a glow, I wouldn’t really call it a setting spray. I like adding it to my skincare routine if my skin feels dry but I don’t want to add ANOTHER cream to my face. The Vitamin Wakeup Mist has a lovely citrus scent and definitely helps me feel more awake. It feels great on the skin but if you’re oily, I would avoid this one. The Hydrating Milky Mist is probably my favorite at the moment, you can apply it just about anytime – it’s really light and super hydrating. I can tell a difference right away, when I use it. And last but not least, the Makeup Fixing Mist is great too! It helps lock in my makeup and has a nice rose scent that’s really calming. Honestly you can’t go wrong with any of these mists, especially for summer! If I had to choose just one, I think I’d go with the Hydrating Milky Mist.

Fiona Stiles Sheer Sculpting Palette – Light/Medium

Y’all. I’m going to go into more detail on this product in another post later, but this is my FAVORITE bronzer/contour powder ever. Because it’s sheer, it’s easy to build and hard to mess up. I use it with a kabuki brush, starting with the lightest color and then I use the darker shades depending on the look I’m going for. I can use all three shades of the Light/Medium palette so if you’re any darker than me, this will likely be too light for you.

Too Faced Love Flush Blush in Love Hangover

I have lots of (mostly drugstore) blushers but sometimes it’s nice to treat yourself and I’m SO glad I did. I bought this at Ulta during their 21 Days of Beauty sale so it was only $13, but now that I’ve tried it I think it would be worth the $26 if you’ve got it. It’s suuuuper blendable and easy to wear and I do feel like the shade gives me more of a natural flush than a lot of other blushers I’ve used. Also now I’m saying “blusher” like the Brits, so get used to it.

NYX HD Concealer in the shade Alabaster

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This is nothing new, but I just love this concealer so much. Also now they have a lighter shade that works well for fair skinned gals like me. I just apply it to my face and blend it out with a Beauty Blender, super easy.

Milani Eyeshadow Primer

This eyeshadow primer is so perfect I dedicated an entire post to it – you can find it here!

L’Oreal Voluminous Mascara

Look, y’all. This mascara is not cruelty free and I hate including it but I can’t deny the power of this mascara. I’m trying so hard to find a CF alternative that works as well but no dice yet. It gives my lashes SO much length and volume, it’s incredible. So if anyone has ties with L’Oreal and can get them to go cruelty free, that would be greaaaaat.

Pixi Glow-y Powder in London Lustre

I’ve already gone on and on about this highlighter in this post, so if you want more info definitely check that out! The short version is, it’s my go-to highlighter and would work on lots of skin tones. There’s also a shade that’s a bit darker that would work for medium/dark skin tones!

Pixi + ItsJudyTime Eyeshadow Palette

This is my current favorite eyeshadow palette – all of the shades are so buttery and warm and there’s a nice balance of shimmer, matte and satin shadows. Also the pigmentation is crazy. If you only buy one eyeshadow palette, get this one.

Welp guys I tried to keep this short and that only kind of worked. I tried!

Have you used any of these products?

What are your makeup favorites at the moment?

xoxo Valery

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