Olivier Theyskens Spr/Sum 1999

For some reason at work the medium and large exam gloves are completely normal but the small gloves they ordered have this weird vampire nightclub vibe and I have no idea why

wishing all christmas-celebrating cat owners a very Good Luck with keeping your tree upright <3

I don’t know who needs to hear this but if you’re celebrating Christmas you do not have pleny time. You do not have pleny time at all. We are in the 12 days till Christmas danger zone

ALT

I Don’t Ask Anymore how many kids you have, where you live, or what your profession is: I don’t care. Maybe I care how you spend your day or pass the long nights in anguish, how you treat your chronic illness, seasonal allergies, swellings, your method with longing, how you avoid toxic videos and never stop on the street when everyone else stops. Tell me how you crossed the street after you were released from long detention— it matters to me what you’re thinking now as you coerce your kids to sleep in the middle of shelling, as you sweep off them the ghost of death in nightmares. I don’t ask anymore about your land or religion, maybe I care how you were tortured

ALT

in the first or second intifada and other wars. How you took care of your pills and fears, escaped destiny by chance, through teargas, incursions, and the tank in the city square. Your name, your age, what you look like don’t matter. You passed through here like a miracle.in the first or second intifada and other wars. How you took care of your pills and fears, escaped destiny by chance, through teargas, incursions, and the tank in the city square. Your name, your age, what you look like don’t matter. You passed through here like a miracle.

I don’t ask anymore by Maya Abu Al-Hayyat tr. Fady Joudah

Damian “I look like a carbon copy of my father at this age except for the eyes” Wayne versus Jason “I AM a copy of Bruce (genetics be damned) and will be for the next 30 years” Todd except you throw in the extra angst of Damian wanting to look the most like his father but failing (he still looks like Talia in many ways) and the double angst of Jason wanting to look like anything other than Bruce and then ending up with his face. I mean can you IMAGINE the self worth/identity issues between those two—

Tim: This plan is dangerous but it'll go well as long as we work together.

Kon: This might not be the best time to say this.

Kon, gets down on one knee: In case we die, I want to ask you--

Tim: Wait, you think we're going to die? Is my plan that bad?

Kon: No! Well, we're going to die one day.

Tim: Why would you say that?!

Dick, in the distance: Just give it a minute. He'll figure it out eventually.