So I like Evil Supply Co. and
I was looking over their evil merit badges when I saw this:
and I laughed my ass off because it’s true, but more because I instantly thought of 50 cent and had to look for the perfect picture to insert into this card for a friend who shares my humor… I found the perfect picture
cause at first she’d be like “ewww, really S———a? why would you send me something so morbid?” and get scared. Then she’d open it and laugh so hard they’d have to call the nurse.
Not that I want this friend to get hospitalized for any reason, but if she does this is exactly what I’m going to do (along with a ton of writing inside because that’s how I do).
Blood Falls, a Natural Time Capsule Containing a Unique Ecosystem
This five-story, blood-red “waterfall” pours ever so slowly out of the Taylor Glacier in Antarctica’s McMurdo Dry Valley. Geologists first discovered the frozen waterfall in 1911, and believed the red color came from algae. Its true nature turned out to be more spectacular.
Roughly two million years ago, a small body of water containing an ancient community of microbes was sealed beneath the surface of the Taylor Glacier. Trapped below a thick layer of ice, the microbes have remained isolated inside a natural time capsule, in a place with no light, oxygen, or heat.
The trapped lake has very high salinity and is rich in iron, which gives the seepage its red color. A fissure in the glacier allows the microbial subglacial lake to flow out, forming the falls without contaminating the ecosystem within.
More photos of Blood Falls can be seen on Atlas Obscura
“This gorgeous Hälssen & Lyon calendar is made of brewable tea. Each day is made of fine pressed wafer thin tea leaves.”
I need to get something like this for L
#Teatime Tuesday #getmylife
So this was the year
To try new things clothing wise.
I grew up to think that the color red was for “bad women”, it was the color of harlotry and was too bold to put on a body that wasn’t “asking for trouble”. Fishnets “were for prostitutes”, any above the knee/ miniskirt is “not for me” and would call to much attention to my form and was “not cute”, anything that could suggest that you wear a bra should be avoided (to this day my mother will never fail to comment on visible cleavage on anyone’s body) A lot of respectability/ body politics prevented me from trying out classic goth things.
This year I wore fishnets, I wore short skirts, I wore a tank top (granted with a cardigan), and before I came back home I wore a v-neck thermal top a red above the knee skirt AND knee high boots which was like a super combo.
Final Task. It is my dream to wear a blazer and a bra, dassit. As a top together. It’s the perfect look for me, a lacey bra peeking from underneath a pair of strong shoulders. Pussy Professionalism.
I purchased two velvet bustiers, one black, one burgundy- they don’t have any support which sucks (they were ridic. cheap because I already know there are not going to be many opportunities to wear them), buuuut it’s the last thing on my list for me to wear and they still look nice (even if I have to hazard some jiggle).
[image: light-skinned person with red and black shaved hair wearing matching eyeshadow and lipstick along with a red scarf]
Joaquín - Mr. Usher. Pansexual, Genderfluid, latino-Lebanese goth with Bipolar II Disorder, ADHD and possibly BPD with psychotic symptoms (in diagnosis process). 21 Years old.