Oh, nice, Daisy! The first two are along the lines in my imagination--can't have too fussy a bodice, since it's going to be swallowed by the underbust corset.
Jilli, I guess I was thinking white, since black would be too much with the black skirt for daytime (not for me--I'm being considerate here, and it's kinda weird) and I'm not up to colour matching the corset.
Oh! It was you that linked to that Newport News equestrian coat, wasn't it? I ended up buying it. There's no way in hell I'm ever doing up those hooks in front, and I really wish the pockets were real, but otherwise it's a kick.
I wonder if babies would be as happy in space as they are when swimming....
Oh, their poor deprived musculoskeletal development!
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I love this, but it's both pricey and not in my size. I wish the site would let me filter down to just mediums.
One couple learns why their water bill has been so high. (YouTube video link.)
I love this, but it's both pricey and not in my size.
I love her stuff. It has such a delicate quality to it.
I bet it will be a long long time before they allow dogs and cats in space - what with the difficulties involved in training pets to use the zero-g space toilets. Maybe they could develop space litter that would stay together in zero-g? Or maybe a miniature centrifugal artificial gravity room for the doggies and kitties to go to the bathroom in....
I thought a dog already went to space.
The sleeves on this are exactly the sort of femmey pretty I'm thinking of.
They invited us out for raw food, and it was miserable and frustrating and made me want to toast a cow in the outdoor heating thingies. Fucking cold food.
We have a raw food "cookbook." DH wanted to know how it was done. I don't recommend going raw.
I don't recommend going raw.
The food falls apart! I had a ranty and somewhat bitter LJ entry about it. Thing is, we like these people, so with them we go places they can eat. The vegan restaurant we tried...on hmm, Santa Monica and Bundy, maybe...was pretty good. Mostly I was just mad at them for calling things chicken that weren't chicken. You're still oppressed by the carnivorarchy that way. Free yourself, and your soy will follow.
