I Don’t Know What I’m Doing

Writing is for communication. Sir Terry knew very well that anything's allowed if it helps you communicate something effectively.

wow dude jts so awesome that your car is loud as fuck and smells worse when it drives past. thags fucking epic man. i really like how it hurts to listen to you drive past and it scares people. thats awesome man. i really like your car that makes a loud as fuck fart sound. fucking epic dude

"hear me out" and it's a picture of the most fuckable building you've ever seen. c'mon now.

“hear me out” and it’s the fucking dildopolis

Marjorie & C. H. B.Quennell, Everyday Things in Archaic Greece (London: B. T. Batsford, 1931).

Wait, wait…. Is that seriously it? How their clothes go?

that genuinely is it

yeah hey whats up bout to put some fucking giant sheets on my body

lets bring back sheetwares

trust the ancients to make a fashion statement out of straight cloth and nothing but pins

Wrap Yourself In Blankets, Call It a Day

That last one looks dope

Squares and rectangles: easy to weave!! No cutting means no hemming.

And easy to construct, you don’t have to have complicated seaming and patterning to turn fabric into clothing!

Has anyone already reblogged this with saris? It’s cool how many cultures have similarities like this hidden in plain sight.

I'm a corset centrist. I think it's reasonable for historical fiction characters to not like corsets, but I reserve the right to roll my eyes in that scene in Bridgerton where they tightlace the girl before putting her in an empire waist dress.

(to the tune of mary had a little lamb): mary had a little lamb

as a feminist i support recreational abortion

i have mixed feelings about competitive

I hate that universal/disney/etc parks get all the cool themed and immersive restaurants behind a paywall and then out in the wild there’s a “lord of the rings themed cafe experience!” and there’s like. a few maps of the shire on the wall. maybe a menu option called ‘bilbo’s breakfast’