This actually happens to me… My Bast figures aren’t quite so large, though, so they may not be the best guise for my boys…
Sharing Budgetbeautyblog’s post for anyone eager to see up and coming newbies!
When I saw this photo (the little girl below), I essentially went into hysterics (laughing, that is.) I didn’t watch a ton of television as a child but you can be sure that when I did, the shows were of the ilk of:
I couldn’t possibly be bothered with the likes of She-Ra. Initially, I admit, I kind of liked her. I liked that a woman was in the badass role, but that’s basically because I wanted to be her. I kind of dug the nod to Ancient Rome / Greece with that ensemble too – how very Pagan of her! Plus. . .sorceress, hello!? My older brother was fonder of the guys so…whatever…I took one for the team and decided I could be Conan or some other ass-kicking character, nevermind they were male. Goals.
My lean towards general badassery, gothiness, vampishness, and Martial Arts was there from brith – I wore colors, but that’s because I wasn’t old enough to know better…OR to purchase my own. I went to girly birthday parties, but that’s because A.) it was important to socialize (I’d rather have been Wednesday Addams but the school moms didn’t seem to acquiesce) and B.) No one I knew was having a Halloween bash regardless of timing. Sad, if you ask me.
My inspiration came from the people / creatures / robots who could handle their own, even when the world was being besieged by evil, plotting mummies or mechanical demons from space – who cared that they were fictional, this once five-year old saw a fearlessly laying down of the law! (Let’s not forget their were witches too – bestill my heart.)
If I could have worn this suit to class, I’m sure I would have – Middle School rules be damned, I think an exception could have been made. “Excuse me, Mr. Principle guy..??”
I wonder if the suit comes with functional weapons… Sparkles? Yeah, absolutely. But had I donned this hefty getup back in the day? I’d have backed that glitz up!
For more of my shenanigans…
I’m one of those need-to-be-natural types, so anything that falls into that category works for me. I don’t actually have the luxury of being incredibly girly-girl to begin with, given my propensity for all things Martial Arts and sporty. But having been in the Fashion Business for many years, I appreciate those who can.
There’s a TON of hubbub about Two Faced’s Spring 2017 Peach Collection (launching November and December of this year – Merry Christmas?!) Having seen multiple posts, I thought I’d share the one that had the most images (or at least ones no one else has) – from ChicProfile.
I’ll let you click the link above for more images – sometimes a surprise makes it more fun!😉
It isn’t exactly funny. . .but interesting that there are so many memes about this!
I’ve been talking about this a lot lately – I simply have no interest in partnering with students who want to go full-bore. The purpose of my training is to learn techniques, to replicate them properly in order to create the correct muscle memory. I’m NOT interested in going bananas, and cranking my partner’s limbs…OR my own!
Don’t get me wrong, rolling, kicking, sparring, punching…at your full potential is great too, of course! – but this is more with respect to when we are specifically training techniques. I see (and sadly have FELT) rushing far more than I’d personally like – you can’t go at a snail’s pace for sure, but unless you solidly have the technique, it’s important to be mindful.
When you are in a class and learning techniques designed not only to lock joints, but flat-out BREAK them, staying in FULL CONTROL of your body and movement is integral.
Along with that? Keeping yourself tidy – again, mindfulness – so that you don’t put your partner at unnecessary risk (yes, I have had my face gouged my nails. “Ugh, your DNA is under my nail!” my partner said. My response wasn’t so cheeky, as I wiped the blood off my face.) Cleanliness and grooming matter when you are in a close contact sport.
These days, I’d rather say, “slow down,” “hold looser,” or “dude, maybe you want to partner with someone else.”
More substantial – avoidable – injuries? NO THANKS!
I had the wonderful fortune to spend time with my parents, an uncle, and my sisters this past weekend. My fiancé had not been to the island – ACK, to be clear – so it was a special treat to share a childhood haunt…and many fond memories and traditions…with him.
We were there only two days and my heart really sank to leave – the combination of vivid memories from my youth, paired with having us all in one place (my brother and sister-in-law were missed!) plucked at my Empathetic heartstrings! It is always jarring to swap realities for me, and always has been – not to the point I can’t do it, just that it takes a little adjusting (incidentally, it appears this is a common problem for folks – google it and see!) I truly, however, appreciated every moment while I was there.
One of our traditions is going out to the harbor just before low tide, and taking advantage of the low water levels to snag fresh clams (in season, and within the regulations, obviously.) I love that the restrictions are in place, lest individuals harvest with gay abandon and upset the ecosystem for their own gain.
Once we have a good bushel (or more!) we haul them back in and make two things – clams casino and clam sauce for pasta.
As a clean eater, I actually don’t have either dish (though, in my defense, casino contains cheese, which I – and my stomach – definitely cannot have!) It is more important to me personally to maintain and achieve my goals, so I’m okay with abstaining. I always have enough of my own goodies to not feel hungry (my fiance made stir fry chicken and vegetables!🙂 and I know I will feel better later.
That said, I do enjoy the preparation, having all of us together…AND a few steamed clams in olive oil and green tabasco (my uncle’s favorite concoction!) The most important part of the meal preparation, and devouring, is the time with my loved ones.
When I reflected on our many summers together, my heart just glowed – sometimes Life goes too quickly. Or maybe we are young and aren’t thinking about time marching on as vehemently as it does… But since we all are at a stage where we DO have control of mindfulness, make sure to take the time to stay present (something I work on daily.) Cherish the moments you have – they make for a mind-blowing tapestry of memories and love.