Daughter of G.d trying her best

because one of the most common criticisms leveled at almost any mainstream western style for women pre-1920s is "it was impractical!!!!"

and like. okay. impractical for what though?

sure you can't like. I don't know. wrangle an escaped farm animal back into its pen in full Natural Form. but most women weren't doing that, any more than most of us are now, and the ones who were....wore Work Clothing during livestock-wrangling hours

had someone tell me the other day that you couldn't work a 9-5 job in Second Bustle dresses

you could go to the office in this. you could send memos to Janice in accounting in this. you could work many types of non-food retail in this. you could do several different types of museum jobs in this. you could be a dressmaker, miliner, seamstress, or lady journalist in this, at the time. you could be a doctor in this, although nowadays we know you shouldn't.

what do you MEAN you can't work a 9-5 in this? there are so so so many jobs, modern and otherwise, that could be done in exactly this outfit

I make most of my own clothing from patterns that usually date to like 1869 or 1879-82. long skirts and corsets and the whole shebang (well, okay, I do corset sometimes and bra sometimes, but I digress). my average day is walking to the train, taking the train to work, either sitting at a desk or walking around a museum for several hours, running errands, taking the train back, and walking home

dressing like a Victorian vampire countess is no impediment to my daily life whatsoever. and I average 2 miles of walking per day, so I'm MORE active than most of my fellow USAmericans on a daily basis

on the flipside. can you do aforementioned livestock-wrangling in modern fashion jeans? in trendy oversized tops? is the Clean Girl Aesthetic 100% practical and possible to maintain in all situations that could possibly arise?

what's that? it doesn't matter because you don't have to do those things in your clothing and you'd wear different clothing if you did?

OH WOW. WHO WOULD HAVE EVER CONSIDERED. SUCH AN IDEA.

surely not our Dumb-Dumb Stupid Brainless Ancestors, But Only the Women, Who Were Complete Idiots With No Concept Of Situational Clothing Adaptations

If you watch older movies / TV, you see a lot of men wearing suits who unbutton their suit coat when they sit down and rebutton it when they stand up. Most of them do it without appearing to notice. As someone who never wears a suit coat, I don't know if I would think to do this. Does that make suits impractical?

As someone who wears long-sleeved shirts in winter, I automatically shove my sleeves up to do wet or messy tasks with my hands and pull them back down afterward. Would someone who never wears long-sleeved shirts think to do that? Would the resulting wet / grubby hems show that long-sleeved shirts are impractical?

Someone who is used to wearing a long skirt will treat it differently when going up stairs, either by lifting the front hem or by moving their legs around differently on each step. I know that this is a learned skill because I remember learning it as a child. Does an inexperienced wearer tripping on their hem mean that skirts are impractical?

It is awkward to put on or remove a winter coat while wearing mittens. Most people who wear these things regularly handle them in the right order without thinking. Does someone getting stuck in their sleeves mean winter clothing is impractical?

Other person: Oh, so he is like this big, Jack Reacher-Ghost Recon style, silent, brooding, bad ass with arms like tree trunks, and a thousand-yard stare.

Me: No, he's this guy

Other person: Oh, so he is like this big, Jack Reacher-Ghost Recon style, silent, brooding, bad ass with arms like tree trunks, and a thousand-yard stare.

Me: No, he's this guy

Other person: Oh, so he is like this big, Jack Reacher-Ghost Recon style, silent, brooding, bad ass with arms like tree trunks, and a thousand-yard stare.

Me: No, he's this guy

Other person: Oh, so he is like this big, Jack Reacher-Ghost Recon style, silent, brooding, bad ass with arms like tree trunks, and a thousand-yard stare.

Me: No, he's this guy

Other person: Oh, so he is like this big, Jack Reacher-Ghost Recon style, silent, brooding, bad ass with arms like tree trunks, and a thousand-yard stare.

Me: No, he's this guy

(i know there are like a milion of these kinds of lists but i wanted to make my own bc i can't get over this show)

palpatine is almost eaten by a kaiju

"unhand me, brigand!"

the Wolfpack literally writes 'Plo's Bros' on their ships

Savage Opress meets a talking snake and they have a buddy cop comedy thing going on

Jabba's uncle

obi-wan has an ex-girlfriend who literally dies in his arms

"rex. it's time for the thing." "...we don't have time for that, sir." "yes we do"

"did you at least tell Padme I said hi?"

the freaking force gods

r2 out-sasses a battle droid

Americans have one of the highest obesity rates in the world, yet they hold the most Olympic medals. They have a horrible education system, yet eclipse the rest of the world in scientific research. The country is filled with clueless philistines, yet their culture permeates every society, in some way, across the planet. The country is still less than three centuries old, but has spent most of it at war. They are universally hated or feared by nearly every other country on the planet, yet the first to offer help during a disaster. Their people are stubborn and never content with the way things are, and for better or worse, all of them imagine how things could be better. Every American is a bankrupt billionaire, a prince in exile, a grounded astronaut, a disgraced scientist. There are the people who do not settle for who they are, but for what they may become.

The country has her problems. Certainly their government has a lot of blood on its hands. But there is something charming about the people I can’t quite place. Even the delusional leftists or the out of touch neocons. There is a certain magic about the place that you don’t find elsewhere. There are bad parts and bad people, to be sure, but there are just as many good parts and good people. It is a land of extremes. But even the poor aren’t really that poor. Much better to be a homeless American living on the beach than literally freezing to death at a metro station in Moscow.

I do not choose to be a common man, It is my right to be uncommon … if I can, I seek opportunity … not security. I do not wish to be a kept citizen. Humbled and dulled by having the State look after me. I want to take the calculated risk; To dream and to build. To fail and to succeed. I refuse to barter incentive for a dole; I prefer the challenges of life To the guaranteed existence; The thrill of fulfillment To the stale calm of Utopia. I will not trade freedom for beneficence Nor my dignity for a handout I will never cower before any master Nor bend to any threat. It is my heritage to stand erect. Proud and unafraid; To think and act for myself, To enjoy the benefit of my creations And to face the world boldly and say: This, with God’s help, I have done All this is what it means To be an American.