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toxicnotebook:

KNAPP The Post-War collection A/W 2012/2013

Lord in heaven.

i want these clothes.

Mmmm

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I’d much rather be someone’s shot of whiskey than everyone’s cup of tea.
Carrie Bradshaw (via luckisforsuckerss). (via gaixoa)

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A long time ago when I was doing journalism, I was assigned by a men’s magazine to interview a famous clothing designer. Generally I don’t like reading interviews with famous people because the questions are either fawning or transparently aggressive. So I thought okay if I’m going to do this, I’ll at least try to ask things that come from an unexpected direction and hopefully elicit different responses. The first question I asked this man was, “What do you think when you see a short fat guy wearing one of your three thousand dollar suits? Or a skinny birdlike woman who’s just this side of anorexia in one of your chic gowns? Does that bother you? Let’s face it— at a fashion show, your clothes are shown on beautiful models with remarkable bodies, so of course everything looks great. But what happens when you see those same clothes worn by real people who are bald, have bad posture, etcetera?

He said I love to see the little fat man wearing a black and yellow striped sweater that I designed for a six foot tall adonis. You know why? Because when that little man tries on my sweater in the store and looks at himself in the mirror, if I have done my job successfully he does not see a little fat man. He really sees an adonis in yellow. That is why he pays a lot of money for my work. That is the magic of good design. No— that is the magic of all successful art: In one way or another, all real artists are able to turn the beast into beauty for a while.

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priceofliberty:

A new children’s show called “Burka Avenger” premieres in Pakistan next month. It features a female superhero in a fictional northern Pakistani town, and two regular villains meant to reflect the reality in Pakistan; a corrupt government official and an evil magician styled to look and feel like a Taliban commander. The show was created by Pakistani pop star Haroon Rashid.

From AP:

Our protagonist is a mild-mannered teacher with secret martial arts skills who uses a flowing black burka to hide her identity as she fights local thugs seeking to shut down the girls’ school where she works.

Sadly, it’s a battle Pakistanis are all too familiar with in the real world.

The Taliban have blown up hundreds of schools and attacked activists in Pakistan’s northwest because they oppose girls’ education. The militants sparked worldwide condemnation last fall when they shot 15-year-old schoolgirl activist Malala Yousafzai in the head in an unsuccessful attempt to kill her.

Action in the “Burka Avenger” cartoon series, which is scheduled to start running on Geo TV in early August, is much more lighthearted. The bungling bad guys evoke more laughter than fear and are no match for the Burka Avenger, undoubtedly the first South Asian ninja who wields books and pens as weapons.

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schweizercomics:

Cleaning out my filing cabinet, I found this handout that I made for my mini-comics class.  Hope it’s helpful!  Remember, it ain’t only for comics.  Self-publish short stories, collections of drawings or sketches, or blank for journals/sketchbooks, etc.

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sylphofsugarplums:

Aperture Turrets singing Killer Queen

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Somewhere in everyone’s inner city is a cemetery of old loves. For the lucky contented few who like where they are in their lives and who they’re with, it is a mostly forgotten place. The tombstones are faded or overturned, the grass uncut, brambles and wild flowers grow everywhere.
For other people, their place is as stately and ordered as a military graveyard. Its many flowers are well watered and tended, the white gravel walks carefully raked. All indications that this spot is visited often.
For most of us our cemetery is a hodgepodge. Some sections are neglected or fully ignored. Who cares about these stones, or the loves who lie beneath them. Even their names are hard to remember. But other stones are important whether or not we like to admit it. We visit them often, sometimes too often, truth be told. And
one can never tell how we’ll feel when these visits are over— sometimes lighter, sometimes heavier. It is entirely unpredictable how we’ll feel going back home to today.
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snowongallifrey:

a guy on the train just finished his book and started a new one immediately i think that is the sexiest thing i’ve ever seen

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