Comrade Kitty Kat

let’s all remember that just because pride is over doesn’t me we aren’t still here. let’s not stop saying fuck you to those who want us gone <3

Anyone else wanna be Pooh in this? Sure, getting bounced would be startling, but then you've got a fluffy cuddle shaped Tigger on top of you and you can hug himbs!

I volunteer as tribute to get bounced by Tigger

Me too! It looks so fun.

Anyone else wanna be Pooh in this? Sure, getting bounced would be startling, but then you've got a fluffy cuddle shaped Tigger on top of you and you can hug himbs!

I love this guy and I can't believe I'm only now learning about him.

I want Tigger to bounce me like this... and then give me a Tigger hug. He just gives off the vibe that he gives a good bear hug.

"Yuck! Tiggers do NOT like hunny!" Such a funny scene. I think he just doesn't like how sticky it gets his paws...

every time a man assumes I'm a tradwife type because of how I dress, I just want to be like "at any given time it's been an average of three weeks since I last shaved my armpits. sometimes longer"

Vintage vibes, not vintage values. The dress reformers were wrong but the social reformers were right.

let me just say, a lot of people talk about how shitty modern manufacturing is specifically in clothing, and how things are made to basically fall apart in five years or so. but i don't think you can really grasp the full meaning of it until you are trying to mend a world war 2 era flight suit and that bitch, despite its 80 years of literal war action and various other lives, is still going to fight the fuck out of you while you try to replace its zipper. like no baby i am not going to hurt you i promise i JUST want to mend you. i know you're soooo strong and amazing and resilient. please let go of the zipper i am not your enemy. stop breaking my sewing needle for christs sake

I have hand-me downs that are older than me. I have T-shirts bought last year that are falling apart.

Same. I literally have clothes my mum wore in high school, that she kept for decades hoping she'd fit in them again one day, and she finally gave up when I was going into 9th grade and we didn't even have the money for thrift shop "back to school shopping". So guess who got a box of late 70s/early 80s teenager fashion? I wasn't even mad though, my mum dressed practically as a kid (or at least tossed all the crazy stuff sometime), most of it passed the high school fashion police and the school dress code, and it's sturdier than anything made in this century. Plus, some of it is a little obviously old, but I just have fun with that - I do love the Cold War era, after all.

let me just say, a lot of people talk about how shitty modern manufacturing is specifically in clothing, and how things are made to basically fall apart in five years or so. but i don't think you can really grasp the full meaning of it until you are trying to mend a world war 2 era flight suit and that bitch, despite its 80 years of literal war action and various other lives, is still going to fight the fuck out of you while you try to replace its zipper. like no baby i am not going to hurt you i promise i JUST want to mend you. i know you're soooo strong and amazing and resilient. please let go of the zipper i am not your enemy. stop breaking my sewing needle for christs sake

I am STILL wearing my dad’s 1960s marine corp button up to do farm work. It’s been going for literally 60 years and the only damage on it is some fraying at the back of the collar. Ditto for his raincoat, dress greens, and the vintage 70s Air Force coveralls I bought that I do my winter farrier work in.

[ID: Larry the Cat sitting in front of a tiny podium outside 10 Downing Street. /end ID]