It’s A Pretty Nice Hat, Right? Classic Pattern, Some Fun Stuff Going On With The Decreases At The Crown.

Ianthe’s Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

Whenever I saw something very well-executed but spectacularly stupid - like a shitpost meme drawing, an animation with the dumbest plot fathomable, an impressively well-written piece of fanfiction where two minor characters try to fix a blender and end up building a car, or a really catchy song dedicated to getting one's dick stuck in a toaster - I used to wonder "who has this kind of time in their hands?" before I realised that the idiotic things made by someone with enough drive, skill and talent to go pro if they wanted to probably already is a professional. If they could be doing far more serious, but equally demanding works for a living, they probably do.

The question isn't "who has this much free time to make something like this?", but "what the hell were they procrastinating?"

Another commercial I would produce as an advertising executive:

A husband and wife eat a bland dinner together in a dimly-lit kitchen. They don't speak or look at each other. The meal: a pathetic Salisbury steak.

Cut to their bedroom at night. The wife lays sleeping in the bed while in the background the husband is putting on her dress, pantyhose, pearl necklace, heels, makeup, and a wig. When he's done he quietly leaves the room. The wife opens her eyes as soon as she's sure he's gone.

Now we're in a seedy dive bar. A small crowd of mustachioed men wearing leather jackets, black boots, and sunglasses sip beers and puff cigarettes while the "show" unfolds. Camera pans down, then pans to the side. Between the black boots we see the husband on his hands and knees, greedily eating a Chipotle Chorizo Burrito Bowl with Cilantro Lime Rice from a plastic dog bowl on the floor. His makeup is ruined, face smeared with sour cream and hot sauce.

A man steps forward. The husband looks up, and his expression changes to that of a deer in the headlights. Cut to reveal that the "man" standing before the husband is none other than his wife, in elaborate drag as a Tom of Finland biker, false mustache and officer cap and all. She smiles warmly, and nods. The husband smiles too, and resumes his meal.

Chipotle: Own Your Fantasy

Finished my first row of this project. It's about a yard long. I need to figure out where to buy size 11 wisteria lined crystal beads in bulk. Because 100 grams isn't going to get me more than a few rows deep. I'll try to post a picture buts about 3 feet long

This is the start of my third house "necklace"

Its technically going to be a triangular scarf mare than a traditional necklace. I wanted the most extra thing possible and since cloath of gold was outside the brief, I settled on cloath of glass.

It also sort of reminds me of ancient Egyptian bead garments.

It's really southing to make

Sadly I ran out of beads. Luckily they are relatively cheap seed beads but it will be days till more arive.

Beaded necklace by Colleen Toland.

One of the crazy things about getting good at a craft, in my case beading, is the ability to look at something and understand how it was constructed.

I can look at a necklace and start breaking down the stitches.

And my mind will reconstruct the technique.

I imagine that this phenomenon happens to painters, sculptures, embroideries, writers, comics builders, taylors and smiths..

Buts it's kind of amazing to understand how art gets made

The teeny tiny roman numeral charms have arived!

And it's perfect! I'm about to mess up a perfectly good necklace by adding these little fandom flourishes.

I'm so excited

Edit: I just dropped it on the floor. I should have done this on the floor . But to be fair this is not the first time the second has had some trouble on a table

Christopher Eccleston would be so good as Sam Vimes it’s not even funny.

Ads for weight loss should be illegal. Hope this helps.