The Peasantly Chronicles of Edgar Bogweed. WITH PICTURES!
So what is Edgar up to, unstuck in space and time as he is? Let's take a peek into his dastardly journal!
( Edgar buys the farm??!?!?! )
( Edgar buys the farm??!?!?! )
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Tons and tons of paper dolls.
For some reason I can't explain rationally, I've been binge-watching toy opening videos since December. Personally, I'm not the type to collect physical toys, because they take up space, but I sure like digital ones. So here are a few (dozen) avatars I've made on the Subeta pet site. It's kind of like Neopets, but with older members, better art and less dramaz.
( I wish I had all these clothes in real life. )
( I wish I had all these clothes in real life. )
So, uh... Guess what I've been playing around with for the past two weeks?
...instead of playing Sims. :C The following entry is extra-curricular reading, entirely optional.
( Unlike my legacy updates, which are required course material. )
TigerAnne plays with DAZ 3d.
So maybe I can't draw or paint... But that's okay, because there are other ways of creating pictures! With a lot of patient help from
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sammyfrog, I've started learning how to do 3d art. ( See my 'amazing' art here. )
Remember Neville Longbottom.
There are times when we need to stand up against people we like and admire.
( And that may take courage. )
( And that may take courage. )
Now I have a question...
Why does the entire Internet seem to think that the 90s ended in 1992?
If you google "90s fashion," all you get is images of stuff that carried over from the 80s, and disappeared quickly as grunge took over casual fashion. It's like no one remembers the last 7 years of the decade, for some reason.
When I think of 90s fashion, the first thing that comes to mind is earth colours and muted palettes. Olive green, grey, brown, beige, baby blue, off-white and mustard yellow. Orange actually being the new black, for a periode between 93-95. Pink being outlawed, along with belts. Dark denim. Extremely fine-wale cordury. Un-bleached linen. Low-rise, bootcut jeans. Button fly or laces instead of zippers. Plaid flannel shirts. Striped, rib-knit henleys and t-shirts. Spaghetti strap tops. Biker and combat boots. Floral button-down dresses worn with big shoes. Thin, cropped cardigans. Layered polo-shirts. Bucket hats. Everyone cutting their hair in layered styles like Jennifer Aniston, and/or dyeing it red like Claire Danes.
Anyone else remember this?
If you google "90s fashion," all you get is images of stuff that carried over from the 80s, and disappeared quickly as grunge took over casual fashion. It's like no one remembers the last 7 years of the decade, for some reason.
When I think of 90s fashion, the first thing that comes to mind is earth colours and muted palettes. Olive green, grey, brown, beige, baby blue, off-white and mustard yellow. Orange actually being the new black, for a periode between 93-95. Pink being outlawed, along with belts. Dark denim. Extremely fine-wale cordury. Un-bleached linen. Low-rise, bootcut jeans. Button fly or laces instead of zippers. Plaid flannel shirts. Striped, rib-knit henleys and t-shirts. Spaghetti strap tops. Biker and combat boots. Floral button-down dresses worn with big shoes. Thin, cropped cardigans. Layered polo-shirts. Bucket hats. Everyone cutting their hair in layered styles like Jennifer Aniston, and/or dyeing it red like Claire Danes.
Anyone else remember this?
Shows and characters that gave us the feeeeeels - The evolution!
I have a big, evil Man Cold, which tend to give me a tendency to think of some very random things. It's not like my brain works, or anything. So, I was browsing Tumblr and seeing all this fandom stuff, and I got thinking about how things have changed over the years, regarding those shows that have teens and young adults as their main target audience.
1990s
( I watched all of these devotedly. )
2000s
( Oh, and these too. )
2010s
( Aaaand many of my friends like these... )
You may decide if I'm trying to make a statement here, or not.
1990s
( I watched all of these devotedly. )
2000s
( Oh, and these too. )
2010s
( Aaaand many of my friends like these... )
You may decide if I'm trying to make a statement here, or not.
Current Mood:
*aaaatschooo*
*cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough*
*whimper*
*cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough*
*whimper*
Oh man... I used to love this song sooooo much. And I still do.
It's been around 20 years since I last listened to it, and it's one of those songs that brings back all these long forgotten feelings. I've always been a story-maker, and this song really set my imagination in motion.
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Really irrelevant post.
I WANT TO LEARN TO PLAY THE GUITAR! SOOOOOOO BADLY!
Well, you know... I don't actually want to learn how to play badly, because I already kinda know how to do that.
Well, you know... I don't actually want to learn how to play badly, because I already kinda know how to do that.
THIS IS WHY I DON'T DO MEMES!!!!!1211!!
I saw alittlestrange and laridian do a thing where they typed their initials into a gif-search, and posted the result. Since I'm a lemming who has to copy everything my friends do (Not really, but I used to be like that), here is my first result:
( Mildly NSFW. )
alittlestrange and laridian do a thing where they typed their initials into a gif-search, and posted the result. Since I'm a lemming who has to copy everything my friends do (Not really, but I used to be like that), here is my first result:( Mildly NSFW. )
A very hot and slippery love-story. Or: TigerAnne is really immature.
All this talk about bad romance, has awoken my inner troll. You read this on your own risk, and please don't read while eating.
( This is you guys' fault! The worst erotic short-story evur wroted. )
( This is you guys' fault! The worst erotic short-story evur wroted. )