You just reminded me to order conditioner, a task I haven't been able to remember outside of the shower for several months now. So thank you.
Not if it was born in Japan.
I may not have heard any of her latest stuff.
After Bad Guy, i couldn't tell the difference between Billie Eillish songs.
This is such a weird response that multiple people are making. Not that you're seeing a trend of Islamophobia, but just one shitty comment. And rather than merely chastise that commenter and chase them off, you suggest abandoning the platform - making it more friendly to more shitty commenters. Why cede the space to them?
I literally am.
I like readtangle.com
It's an independent newsletter that tackles a major US news item each day, compiling views from across the political spectrum, without engaging in click bait or hyperbole. Every newsletter ends with a feel-good story.
I recently went to a pottery shop for a christmas event. I bought a piece from a woman there, and as she excitedly told me about some of her projects, I shared some of mine. It seemed like we had a lot in common, so I said "I think we should be friends" and gave her my number. She texted and tomorrow we're going out for karaoke.
I made friends with my dog's groomer the same way. If you vibe with someone you meet in the course of life, you can act like a child and just straight up invite them to be friends.
DuMaurier's Rebecca is a classic.
Model Home by Rivers Soloman
The God of Endings by Jacqueline Holland
Mexican Gothic by Sylvia Moreno-Garcia
Where They Wait by Scott Carson
A lot of stuff by T Kingfisher:
What Moves the Dead
A Sorceress Comes to Call
A House with Good Bones
Acrylic on canvas, 16 x 20"
I started off painting an owl, and worked on it long enough without seeing improvement so I wanted to abandon it. But I could see this little critter lurking under the owl.
It's fantastic when I only have my reading light on at night.
Note: a number of her works depict nudity.
Koseki snaps multiple exposures in a single frame, layering the glowing spheres of light and parabolic flight paths of numerous fireflies over landscapes featuring trees, waterfalls, woodland creatures, and distant horizons.
You may recall my initial version with the tree in the background.
Do you guys see a duck in this painting? My family say they can't look at it without seeing a duck, but it just doesn't make sense to me.
“Strawberry Letter #23” (2025), after Gordon Parks, “Man With Straw Hat, Washington D.C,” (1942), cotton, silk, lace, sequins, netting, vinyl, glass rhinestones, plastic beads, and velvet, quilted and appliquéd, 46 x 34 inches
Her website. Everything is exquisite.
What anyone sees if they're spying on me in my private space, is their problem, not mine.