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@krissielee / krissielee.tumblr.com

Krissie, old enough, she/her. Obsessive about all the things: RWRB, Kingsman, musicals, movies, and all sorts of other things. Not a great writer, but I try. Aspiring cultural anthropologist. Digitabulist.
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MINX  – An exciting new chapter in the annals of erotica (S01E04) ››› Taylor Zakhar Perez as Shane Brody

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"Why is your house the way it is?"

Landlords.

Landlords are why my house is the way it is.

The previous owner turned this house into a rental for 2-3 families at one point and did everything as cheaply and unsafely as possible for maximum capacity.

This house passed multiple inspections because they hid a multitude of plumbing, electrical and structural issues behind fake walls and a fresh sheen of landlord magnolia beige paint and shiny fixtures that looked fine (if a little dated) until you realized they were held up with the wrong type of screws, zero anchors, and gravity-defying hope.

Every time we take down a wall, we never know what we will find. Sometimes it's another wall with a sealed door that's been welded shut. Other times it is mold or asbestos that they sealed up.

But we always know it's going to be some landlord, cheap build, mind-bending fuckery.

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memeengine

Scott McCloud’s incomparable “Understanding Comics”.

I swear you can open this book to any page and it’s amazing.

(ps it’s actually a digital image of a printed copy of a drawing of a painting of a pipe)

Highly recommend scott mccloud’s “understanding comics” as an introduction to all forms of visual media, but especially educational work like scientific illustration because the man does have a handle on some of the funkier stuff that happens when a viewer tries to interpret an image.

Also reccomended: james gurney’s “light and color”. The man did Dinotopia he knows what the fuck he’s talking about.

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has anyone else ever had a fanfic that just... haunts them? like it's been months and maybe even years since you read it, but it just lingers with you and you can never truly leave behind the imprint it made on you? and maybe it's just a single line, one sentence that you can't shake off, that takes up residence in your mind and stays there, feeding into your psyche and subtly influencing your brainspace and maybe even your writing or other works?

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I’ve stumbled across an online community of women (mostly) who alter those Precious Moments figures

And I’m obsessed

I love everything about it

God I’m glad this is getting notes because there’s been an important update:

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you ever just sit and realise u can’t remember 80% of your childhood? like … what happened? who am i ..?

Many people in the comments are saying “trauma”, but this is actually a very normal occurrence. It’s called Childhood Amnesia, and it’s a process which, as the brain reorganizes itself for cognitive thought that is developed in late childhood, it changes the Accessibility of those memories during recall. Many childhood memories are available to the person, but they will not be remembered during regular recall activity, you have to “trick” your brain into remembering with different tactics.

This is because there are two parts to memories - their encoding and their recall. The encoding determines their availability, their recall determines their accessibility. The reason why trauma memory and childhood amnesia are different is in this distinction. Trauma memory is often encoded differently, bypassing to the limbic system where it is stored as intrinsic memory. It can’t be recalled because it was never encoded. Childhood amnesia, however, seems to indicate that the memories are encoded, but we lose access to them as we age. This is most likely due to the development of brain structures that fundamentally change our encoding and recall of memory as we get older.

This is an important distinction, because trauma memory is “stored in the body”, i.e. you get triggers that send your body into a cascade of uncontrollable feelings, sensations and reactions. Whereas childhood memories won’t generally do that, they are just recalled at odd times with odd associations.

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reblogging this because I’ve legit seen people freaking out when they realised they can’t remember some of their childhood, thinking they might have some repressed trauma.

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the unholy trinity

[ID: A collection of articles and excerpts from each.

1. "Why You Need to Stop Baking Bread" by Caren White. The header image is a collection of bread.

You see, I am one of THOSE people. You know the ones. You offer them a plate of food and they look at it suspiciously asking "Is that organic?" I want to know what is in my food so I make it myself. By the way, croutons? Made from my homemade bread. Breading for fried chicken? Made from my homemade bread. Stuffing for the Thanksgiving turkey? Made from my homemade bread. So when you buy up all of the flour and leavening ingredients for the sake of pretty photos on your Instagram feed you are literally taking food from my mouth. And the mouths of other families who also do their own their baking so that they can provide healthy food for their families.

2. "How Millenials Killed Mayonnaise" by Sandy Hingston.

MY SON JAKE, who's 25, eats mayo. He's a practical young man who works in computers and adores macaroni salad. He's a good son. I also have a daughter. She was a women's and gender studies major in college. Naturally, she loathes mayonnaise. And she's not alone. Ask the young people you know their opinion of mayo, and you'll be shocked by the depths of their emotion. Oh, there's the occasional outlier, like Jake. But for the most part, today's youth would sooner get their news from an actual paper newspaper than ingest mayonnaise.

3. "My son's tattoo hurt me deeply" by Tess Morgan. The summary reads: "When Tess Morgan's son came home with a tattoo, she was griefstricken. She knew her reaction was OTT (he's 21) but it signaled a change in their relationship."

"On my arm," he says, and touches his bicep through his shirt.
His lovely shoulder.
In the silence, he says, "I didn't think you'd be this upset." After a while, he says, "It wasn't just a drunken whim. I thought about it. I went to a professional. It cost £150."
£150? I think, briefly, of all the things I could buy with £150.
"It's just a tattoo," he says, when the silence goes on so long that we have nearly fallen over the edge of it into a pit of black nothingness. "It's not as if I came home and said I'd got someone pregnant." It seems to me, unhinged by shock, that this might have been the better option.
His father asks, "Does it hurt?"
"Yes," I say, cutting across this male bonding. "It does. Very much." End ID]

I genuinely beg of you to read The tattoo article:

It's one of the most unhinged things I've read in my life, I kept waiting for a punchline that never came.

So this is a "two of these are parodies and one's real, guess which", right?

Right?

Please?

So this is a “two

of these are parodies and

one’s real, guess which”, right?

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

You need to stop baking bread because I bake bread and that's an exclusive to me and also other people that I think are more worthy and you are STEALING from us, actually

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