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But I don't have the wig anymore... I must have given it away many years ago. So now, it's only a "souvenir"... I guess I liked the curly look but, with hindsight, I am not convinced a red hair color is best for my pale skin complexion... Well, here it is. It's all yours, and thank for for "watching", as they say on tv...
(Funny? "tv"? Transvestite or Television? We make what we want of our world! I know, I do with mine! Call me "Mrs Lucky"! Lucky to still be alive! Lucky to be among you, beautiful friends, lovers of feminine beauty!) ...
Today is a rainy day, outside, for a change? It's as though we changed over to a tropical climate for the Summer, all of a sudden? We have been getting our fair share of rain, so far... It's good for the lawns but severely restrict outdoor activities...
Coco's soft full lips highlight her satiny, smooth complexion.
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Ingrid and Morticia couldn’t look more different (height, age, complexion, style, etc) but they have the exact same hair!
for some reason mattel decided to use the same fibre, color, length, and pattern of hair on both these dolls — and it’s lovely and soft, not complaining, but it just struck me as funny.
(funnier somehow because they arrived at my house around the same day)
they do also have a bit similar taste in clompy shoes, and both wear glasses. so there's that, too.
I would guess he has spent a lifetime working outdoors. Given that this was taken at Ballinasloe horse fair I would bet money on his being a farmwer.
Puno, Peru
The feast of the "Virgen de la Candelaria" begins on the eve of the 2nd of February and last until the first Sunday after that day, and ends one week after continuing with the celebration of the Carnivals. On February 9th the folklore parade is celebrated. The groups, which paraded days before, on the 2nd, now return for a procession before the Virgin, who will gaze them from the atrium of the church. Then, folk groups set off through the city, dancing tirelessly until sunset. At the end of the week the feast ends in the cemetery, for the paying of respects of the dead.
The statue of the Virgin is small, and it represents a virgin of very white complexion and blushed cheeks. This Virgin is harbored in the Church of San Juan El Bautista.
In the afternoon the virgin statue leaves the church, and more than forty groups attired in the costumes and masks classic in the culture of altiplano dance, join crowd.
On the main day, February 2, the virgin is led through the city in a colorful procession comprising priests, altar boys, the faithful, Christians and pagans carefully maintaining the hierarchy. This is the moment when the troupes of musicians and dancers take the scene, performing and dancing throughout the city.
From GO2PERU's Website
This picture is #16 in the 100 Strangers Project - Round 3
Meet Mavae
As amazing as it is to find strangers to pose for you on the street, its even more so when your stranger has great style, superb complexion and make-up like she stepped out for a photo shoot. And I was definitely in luck to find Mavae for my 100 Strangers project, just as I was grabbing lunch at a Lebanese restaurant when I saw her walk past outside. Needless to say, her sense of dressing as well as her make-up looked like she was out for a photoshoot. By the time I rushed out she was nowhere in sight - but then luckily I saw her waiting to pickup her order in a adjoining restaurant. Walking in, I made my request and to my relief Mavae agreed although she had only about 5 minutes before having to go for an appointment.
Mavae (I understand is a Irish name) works in the pharmaceutical industry specifically with mental health and hopes to someday run her own business. Her favorite quality of herself is her empathetic nature which somehow didn't surprise me much, given the soft spoken kindness she exuded. A memory she remembered- a few years when she had bought a one way ticket to El Salvador and the great time she had there.
We stepped out and tried a few spots to test the light before settling for a few pics. Mavae was a complete natural obviously photogenic and relaxed on camera. She even sportingly opened her hair based on my request which completely changed her personality I'd say.
Thank you Mavae for being such a sport and doing these pictures - it was great fun indeed. If you stop by and would like a copy of the pics please drop me a note. All the very best to you both for all that the future holds.
Alternate posed pic in comments.
Find out more about the project and see pictures taken by other photographers at the 100 Strangers Flickr Group page
For my other pictures on this project: 100 Strangers - Round 2.
For pictures from my prior attempt at 100 Strangers: 100 Strangers - Round 1.
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Alondra totovía
(Lullula arborea)
Aláudido rechoncho, de distribución restringida a Europa, Oriente Próximo y el noroeste de África. Está ampliamente repartido por toda la Península Ibérica, aunque escasea o falta en algunas zonas cantábricas, la depresión del Ebro y el sureste. Ocupa medios abiertos con árboles o arbustos dispersos, y posee buenas densidades en dehesas y bosques aclarados.
Descripción y Clasificación
Orden Passeriformes; familia Alaudidae
Longitud 15 cm. Envergadura 27-30 cm.
Identificación
Presenta un aspecto similar al de otros aláudidos, con una coloración de tonos pardos crípticos. De complexión rechoncha, tiene moño pequeño, cola corta y oscura, y rectrices externas blancas. Su diseño facial es muy contrastado (dibujo 1), y posee una característica mancha blanquinegra en el borde anterior del ala. Exhibe un vuelo rápido de fuertes batidos, con pronunciadas ascensiones y descensos.
Canto
Resulta muy característico y está constituido por una estrofa larga, que comienza de manera relativamente lenta, pero avanza con rapidez, acelerándose y haciéndose progresivamente más grave.
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Finally got a ‘Holy Grail’ I had been searching for since I started collecting many years ago; - The elusive ‘Beautiful Bride’ Barbie from 1976. Apparently, she was a limited release to select department stores and wasn’t as widely available as the later Superstar faced one from 1978. I also took a comparison shot with my Deluxe Quick Curl Barbie who was also from 1976, as they often get confused with each other. (I’ve even seen a few of these Quick Curls dressed up in the wedding gown- which was also available separately as ‘Fashion Originals’ #9149 – by some sellers who try to pass her off as the pricier Beautiful Bride, whether unintentionally or not!) First off, as you can see, Beautiful Bride’s eyes are painted completely differently, and most importantly, she has rooted eyelashes (the 1st doll in the U.S. to have them since 1972) …. Her hair is also side-parted as opposed to Quick Curl’s centre parting, and of course, is of a much softer texture as it doesn’t have those wires that are in Quick Curl’s flip. I was thrilled to see that this bride still has her hair string intact! Beautiful Bride is also much paler than Quick Curl’s peaches-and-cream complexion, (though that could be due to age, as most of them do fade.) She now takes pride of place in the bridal salon of the 1976 Fashion Plaza!
"Don Quijote de la Mancha.
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Capítulo primero - Que trata de la condición y ejercicio del famoso y valiente hidalgoI don Quijote de la Mancha
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En un lugar de la Mancha, de cuyo nombre no quiero acordarme, no ha mucho tiempo que vivía un hidalgo de los de lanza en astillero, adarga antigua, rocín flaco y galgo corredor. Una olla de algo más vaca que carnero, salpicón las más noches, duelos y quebrantos los sábados, lantejas los viernes, algún palomino de añadidura los domingos, consumían las tres partes de su hacienda. El resto della concluían sayo de velarte, calzas de velludo para las fiestas, con sus pantuflos de lo mesmo, y los días de entresemana se honraba con su vellorí de lo más fino. Tenía en su casa una ama que pasaba de los cuarenta y una sobrina que no llegaba a los veinte, y un mozo de campo y plaza que así ensillaba el rocín como tomaba la podadera. Frisaba la edad de nuestro hidalgo con los cincuenta años. Era de complexión recia, seco de carnes, enjuto de rostro, gran madrugador y amigo de la caza. Quieren decir que tenía el sobrenombre de «Quijada», o «Quesada», que en esto hay alguna diferencia en los autores que deste caso escriben, aunque por conjeturas verisímilesII se deja entender que se llamaba «Quijana». Pero esto importa poco a nuestro cuento: basta que en la narración dél no se salga un punto de la verdad."
El Ingenioso Hidalgo Don Quijote De La Mancha - Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra. 1605.
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Himba women are famous for covering their body and hair with a paste made of butter, ochre (hematite powder) and ashes, called otjize, which is supposed to protect them from the sun and the insects. The red complexion it gives to women’s skin, is considered a sign of beauty. Body decoration is important in Himba culture, especially for women. They wear jewelry made of shell, metal, bone or skin. Women usually go topless (as well as men) and wear a skirt made of goat skin. Adult women also wear heavy iron or copper necklaces, that can weigh several kilos, and beaded anklets to protect their legs from venomous animal bites. Himba dress codes and hairstyle rules are very complex. Himba hairstyles are really meaningful as they enable to identify their social status. Pre-pubescent girls wear 2 plaits in front of their faces. Replacing them with many strands hanging all over the head, means the girl is in her puberty period. A girl with long tied back braids is considered ready for marriage. Once married, an « erembe » (a piece of goat leather) is tied to the top of her head. Hairstyle also indicates the status of men.
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Elderberry is one of the most commonly used medicinal plants in the world.
Traditionally, Indigenous people used it to treat fever and rheumatism, while the ancient Egyptians used it to improve their complexions and heal burns.
It’s still gathered and used in folk medicine across many parts of Europe.
Today, elderberry is most often taken as a supplement to treat cold and flu symptoms.
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so there's been many a controversy about magazines lightening certain models'/singers' complexions, well here I've done the reverse in the name of art and beauty. The world has people of all shades, sizes and personalities, that is the beauty. I cannot even begin to understand those who are wrapped up in prejudice and hatred, rather than hate them I pity them for there is a gorgeous world out there and they are imprisoned inside a narrow mind.
I hope the fellow & his lady see this photo. They were just passing by in Centerport search of the Bald Eagle as I was.
The Bald Eagle NEVER SHOWED UP for St. Patricks Day!!
And I even wore Green on Green that day, but with my dark Sicilian Complexion the Bald Eagle must have saw that this guy with the black box is an IMPOSTOR very easily.
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Turbulent Landscape.
Wütenden Patienten einflussreichen reagierenden Opfer der Wahnsinnigen hedgerows Verstärkung wahnhafte Richter,
Asilos psicologicos impetus complexiones ignorantes opiniones progresivas desnudas perturbadoras leyes,
нумеричке воркхоусес психијатрије истрага органске терапије механичке технике управлениа,
الافتراضات الفنية معين التناقض وغير قابل للحل واقع الإنتهاك الشيطانية رغبات عصاب,
catalizzatore internazionalismo intensificato documenti manifesti disinibite menti materialistiche aggressivi,
Парадоксальные сражения социалисты коммунисты разочарованные интеллектуалы индивидуалистический художник коммунализм искусства,
Sinônimo expressionistas revolucionário ultramoderno direção antinaturalista experimentando elementos,
transnationale bevoegdheden inheemse ontwikkelingen internationalist fenomeen significant vertalingen nieuwe,
цуцалсан тухай мэдэгдлийг хэмжээ тайлбар дуу хоолойг далд шүүмжлэгчид зохион байгуулах, муу чиглэлийг нөлөөлөх,
政治家多層野生の攻撃幻滅世代急進的な巨大なアイデアネガティブ主義の年.
Steve.D.Hammond.
Looks like I'm forever stuck in Greek philosophy. So much "wealth" to discover? Wish I took Latin and Greek in school but, at that time, I wasn't interested in anything? I like the person I became but it sure wasn't due to Latin or Greek classes... According to some "Dr in psychology", I'm a "Transvestic fetichist"? I can't say I don't recognize me when I read the description but that's just a starting point. Who I really am is much more than that, of course... Had to experiment with "exposure" on my phone, as I took this picture, this morning. Good thing I found a setting that does justice to my beautiful -- ahem! -- "skin complexion" :-)
My longing to dress as a woman continues to increase with each week but unfortunately my lack of opportunities continues. Once more I am looking through my photos from previous cross-dressing sessions to help me cope by enjoying the memories. I came across a batch of pictures from some time ago (2004), this was a time when I was still experimenting with make-up, hair styles and female clothing. I was attempting to learn the craft of male o female transformation after decades of suppressing the desire…all those years wasted!
I now feel I was like a teenage girl at that point, still learning with hair, make-up, the colours, the techniques and so forth. I can see my foundation is far too orange in colour as my hands and feet show the true colour of my complexion. I now try to match my skin tones. Back then though I was thrilled and super excited to be dressing up in women's clothing, wearing make-up and putting on wigs; it was a huge adventure which I totally loved.
I still love and adore dressing up as a woman only these days I am far more emotionally committed than in the past. When I cross-dress now I do endeavour to become a woman not just in appearance but in my thinking and behaviour. In fact I try to behave as a heterosexual woman and forget I am male. I see it as performance and self expression rather than linked to my sexuality.
My ambition has always been to pass convincingly as a woman and I recall back when this picture was taken I was trying to behave as a female rather than a male. There was something that appeared deeply to me about setting free my life desire to be a woman and it certainly affected me emotionally. I loved pretending I was a girl, well woman as I was age 44 in this picture. It felt incredible to cross the gender line. I just felt incredibly comfortable appearing this way and the make-up, hair and clothes definitely gave me a considerable boost in confidence and inner contentment. I have no idea how well I did but it was a lot fun and so enjoyable. Not the typical male pastime but its one I have a need to engage with. I like being a woman.
I met Somchai in Kiyomizudera temple, Kyoto. He caught my eye because he was dressed in bright orange Buddhist robes. He had a gentle face but was surrounded by a rather scary looking entourage. I plucked up the courage to go and speak to him. It turned out he was a monk from Bangkok in Thailand. They were a group on a short trip of a 'mixture of business and pleasure'. He said he had visited Japan on a number of occasions before.
He was quite softly spoken yet gave the impression that he was not someone to be messed with. I managed to get him away from the group and into a bit of light. The first couple of shots with him looking at the camera had too much shadow. Then he turned and looked into the sun which was perfect.
I decided to convert this to black and white to accentuate his rugged complexion - and it also helps to bring out his sense of wisdom.
This was shot quite close to the subject as the background, out of the picture to the left, was very cluttered. I am trying to take the time to think more about the background and light before I shoot - and then actually take the subject try and place them in the best position (within reason).
This picture is my eleventh submission in the 100 strangers project. Find out more about the project and see pictures taken by other photographers at 100 Strangers Flickr Group page www.flickr.com/groups/100strangers/
This is also my eleventh submission to the Human Family Group, which can be found here: www.flickr.com/groups/thehumanfamily/
Event: Bikini Under The Bridge 2010 (Bikini! 2010)
Location: The Power House Arena, Brooklyn, NY
Date: July 11, 2010
Overview of Bikini! 2010
The host of the show was Lu Celania Sierra, supermodel, choreographer, actress, producer, and runway coach for the Miss USA and Miss Universe pageants. Performances by Kamsha (Pop Artiste) and Mr. Lexx (Dancehall Artiste). The show featured eleven designers, five presented at the 5:00 pm show and six at the 7:00 pm show.
Designers In The Order They Presented
5:00 pm Show
1. Richnits
2. Omega 98
3. House of Culture
4. Niki Chin Couture
5. Brazilian Bezel
7:00 pm Show
1. Yard Rock
2. Chila For Fun
3. Me
4. Swiyyah Couture
5. Samali
6. Derek Moore
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Taylor Yu, Josie West, Rebecca Leigh West, Jena Mroz, NUBIA, LaShaye Moore, Felicia Greene, Janice Pugh, Shanice Thompson, Safia McNeishe, Laticha Williamson, Ashley Toppin, Jennifer Harrison, Kohcoa, Karmarie Lamonth, Latoya Davis, Jasmine Williams, Regena Williams, Sheriann Harding, Juanita Murray, Maybelline Canela, Laura Skemaite, Falone Jean, Janelle Victor, Colleen Artherly, LULU, Shakyra LaShae, Shirl, Danielle Edmond, Bar Drori, Lauren Waddell, Liane Boyko, Laura Savy, Fumie Seki, and Suhailah Rivera.
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This daytime resting Tree Frog (Rhacophoridae) changed complexion before my very eyes as my jostling for angles roused its ire. The individual pictures are five minutes apart, but the actual transformation occurred over less than a couple of minutes based on the series of images taken between these two time points.
Pu'er, Yunnan, China
see comments for additional image (another individual)...
beautiful asian long haired girl posing next to a red high tech supercar with headlights shining, girl has a heart shaped face with a smooth complexion, girl is slim and athletic wearing a body hugging jumpsuit, environment setting is a beautiful long empty road lined with trees full of autumn leaves, scene is lit with beautiful soft light, use a nikon D850, 8K resolution, 24mm f/1.2mm lens, photorealistic scene, --v 5a
Piero del Pollaiolo (Piero Benci - Florence, 1441-1442 - Rome, 1485-1496) - Portrait of a young lady (1470-1472) - Dimensions 45.5 × 32.7 cm - Museo Poldi Pezzoli, Milan
La straordinaria ricchezza della veste, dell’acconciatura dei capelli e dei gioielli indossati dalla donna lasciano immaginare che si tratti di un personaggio di rilievo dell’aristocrazia fiorentina del Quattrocento. Un’iscrizione sul retro del pannello, eliminata nel corso di un antico restauro, la qualificava come moglie del banchiere fiorentino Giovanni de’ Bardi. L’opera, databile al 1470 circa, appartiene a un’importante serie di ritratti femminili, attualmente divisi tra diversi musei europei e americani, eseguiti nella seconda metà del Quattrocento dalla bottega fiorentina dei fratelli Antonio e Piero del Pollaiolo. La straordinaria attenzione ai valori della luce, che si riflette con effetti di trasparenza sui capelli dorati della dama, sulle perle e le pietre preziose e sull’incarnato del volto, testimonia l’influenza delle novità introdotte in pittura dai pittori fiamminghi contemporanei.
The extraordinary richness of the dress, the hairstyle and the jewels worn by the woman let us imagine that it is a prominent figure of the Florentine aristocracy of the fifteenth century. An inscription on the back of the panel, eliminated during an ancient restoration, described her as the wife of the Florentine banker Giovanni de 'Bardi. The work, dating from around 1470, belongs to an important series of female portraits, currently divided between several European and American museums, executed in the second half of the fifteenth century by the Florentine workshop of brothers Antonio and Piero del Pollaiolo. The extraordinary attention to the values of light, which is reflected with transparency effects on the golden hair of the lady, on pearls and precious stones and on the complexion of the face, testifies to the influence of the innovations introduced in painting by contemporary Flemish painters.
Busardo ratonero
(Buteo buteo)
Probablemente, la clave del éxito de una de las rapaces más abundantes de Europa sea la absoluta falta de especialización en cualquiera de las facetas de su biología. En efecto, el busardo ratonero es un ave acomodaticia, que puede reproducirse satisfactoriamente en infinidad de hábitats y de climas, que preda sobre un espectro amplísimo de la fauna local y que manifiesta una notable tolerancia hacia el hombre y las modificaciones que este impone en el medio.
Descripción
Clasificación:
Orden Accipitriformes;
Familia Accipitridae
Longitud
46-58 cm
Envergadura
110-132 cm
Identificación
Es una rapaz de mediano tamaño, complexión robusta y coloración muy variable, que posee un aspecto bastante rechoncho cuando se la observa posada. En vuelo exhibe unas alas relativamente cortas y muy anchas y una cola no demasiado larga, que frecuentemente despliega en abanico, gracias a lo cual el ave puede practicar durante largo rato un vuelo sostenido que alterna con cernidos ocasionales. Su plumaje presenta numerosas variaciones individuales, por lo que se pueden observar desde individuos muy claros hasta ejemplares bastante oscuros. No obstante, la coloración más típica del adulto es de un tono marronáceo bastante homogéneo en las regiones dorsales y ligeramente más clara en las ventrales, donde aparece una franja pectoral blanquecina de desigual extensión. En vuelo se hacen patentes unas amplias manchas relativamente claras —muy barradas— coincidentes con las rémiges primarias y secundarias en su cara ventral. Las alas muestran el borde posterior recorrido por una banda oscura, al igual que la cola, que puede aparecer variablemente barrada. El joven presenta las partes inferiores de desiguales tonos marrones y las coberteras dorsales con bordes pálidos; además, su cola está finamente barrada, pero carece de la ancha banda terminal propia de los adultos. Visto ventralmente, no se aprecia con nitidez el reborde posterior oscuro de las alas, y tanto estas como el cuerpo dan la sensación de estar más estriados que barrados. Finalmente, a diferencia de los adultos, que poseen el iris de color oscuro, el del joven es bastante claro.
Getting slightly behind on my 366 shots. This weekends a little busy so it may take a cuple days to get caught up.
Oh and ignore the funky color casts on my face. I swear I was getting some weird reflections or something. Typically, I don't have a yellow complexion. ;)
Cavendish Mews is a smart set of flats in Mayfair where flapper and modern woman, the Honourable Lettice Chetwynd has set up home after coming of age and gaining her allowance. To supplement her already generous allowance, and to break away from dependence upon her family, Lettice has established herself as a society interior designer, so her flat is decorated with a mixture of elegant antique Georgian pieces and modern Art Deco furnishings, using it as a showroom for what she can offer to her well heeled clients.
Today however we are not at Cavendish Mews, although we are still in Mayfair, moving a few streets away to Hill Street, where Edith, Lettice’s maid, and her beau, grocery boy Frank Leadbetter, are visiting Edith’s friend and fellow maid Hilda. It is a beautiful, sunny Sunday and Sundays all three have as days off from their jobs as domestic servants and delivery boy. Taking advantage of this, all three are going to spend the afternoon at Hammersmith Palias de Danse*. As usual, Frank collects Edith from Cavendish Mews and the pair then go to the home of Lettice’s married friends Margot and Dickie Channon, where Hilda works as a live-in maid.
Being Hilda’s day off, her employers usually decamp for the day, and today they are visiting their friend Priscilla who recently married American dry goods heir Georgie Carter. The pair have just returned to London from their honeymoon which took in much of Europe before visiting Georgie’s family in Philadelphia. The quartet will dine at the Café Royal**, doubtless at the expense of Georgie since the Channons seem perpetually to have financial difficulties, but as a result, the Channons have invited the Carters back to their Hill Street flat for after supper coffee, which means that Hilda must do one of her most hated jobs: grind coffee beans to make real coffee for Georgie Carter, who is particular about his American style coffee. We find the trio in the kitchen of the Hill Street flat, the ladies’ dancing frocks and Frank’s suit at odds with their surrounds as Hilda grinds the coffee beans sitting in a white china bowl in the large wooden and brass coffee grinder. By preparing the coffee, ready to make before she goes out, it will be easy to serve when her employers and their guests return after dinner, and the beans will still be fresh enough for Georgie’s liking.
“You know,” Frank remarks as he stands at Edith’s elbow and watches Hilda turn the handle of the coffee grinder with gusto. “I don’t see why they can’t just drink Camp Coffee*** like the rest of us.”
“Oh Frank!” gasps Edith, looking up at her beau and patting his hand with her own as he squeezes her left shoulder lovingly. “You know perfectly well why not, Frank. Mr. and Mrs. Channon’s friend, Mr. Carter is an American gentleman, and just like Miss Wanetta Ward the American moving picture star, he doesn’t like British coffee.”
“What rot!” Frank scoffs at the suggestion. “There’s nothing wrong with British coffee! If British coffee isn’t to Mr. Carter’s taste, let him have tea then, and save poor Hilda the effort of having to grind up coffee beans for his lordship.” He slips off the jacket of his smart Sunday blue suit, revealing his crisp white shirt, red tie and smart navy blue vest. He drapes it over the back of the Windsor chair Edith sits in. “Come on old girl,” he says to Hilda as he moves around the deal pine kitchen table. “Give me a go then. Give your arms a chance to recuperate before we go dancing.”
“You’re such a Socialist, Frank Leadbetter.” pipes up Hilda as with a grunt, she pushes the handle of the grinder mechanism over a particularly recalcitrant coffee bean.
“What?” gasps Frank as he takes over grinding from the grateful maid. “I thought you’d come to my defence, Hilda, especially as I’m being so chivalrous as to grind coffee beans for you.”
“Oh I am grateful, Frank, ever so.” Hilda replies, rubbing her aching forearms with her fat, sausage like fingers. “But just because you are being gallant, doesn’t mean I can’t call you a Socialist.”
“Because a hard working man like me thinks I’m every bit as good as this friend of your Mr. and Mrs. Channon, I’m now a Socialist?” Frank asks in an appalled voice. “You’re as bad as Edith’s mum.” He nods in his sweetheart’s direction.
“Mum thinks Frank might be a Communist.” Edith explains. “Even though we’ve both told her that he isn’t.”
“Handsome is as handsome does.” remarks Hilda with a cheeky smile as she glances at Frank winding the red knob topped brass handle of the grinder.
“I’m neither, I’ll have you know, Hilda Clerkenwell!” Frank retorts. “I’d prefer to think of myself as more of a progressive thinker when it comes to the rights and privileges of the working man,” He looks poignantly at Hilda. “And woman.”
“Same thing.” Hilda retorts matter-of-factly as she starts to straighten the russet grosgrain bandeau**** embellished with gold sequins which has slipped askew whilst she has been grinding coffee beans.
“Pardon my ignorance,” Edith begins gingerly. “But what exactly is a Socialist?”
“Socialism is a political movement that wants to reform various economic and social systems, transferring them to social ownership as opposed to private ownership.” remarks Hilda as she runs her hands down the back of her hair.
“Well done, Hilda!” Frank congratulates her.
“You sound surprised, Frank.” Hilda says with a cheeky smile. “Don’t they have smart girls where you come from, present company excluded, Edith!” Hilda adds hurriedly so as not to offend her best friend.”
“Oh, you know I’m not very political,” Edith assures Hilda, yet at the same time self consciously toys with her blonde waves as she speaks.
“I must confess, Hilda, I am a little surprised.” Frank admits. “I don’t know many girls who are interested in social rights and can give explanations so eloquently.”
“I’m so sorry Frank!” Edith defends herself. “I know you’ve tried to teach me, but I can’t help it. I get confused between this ist and the other ist. They all seem the same to me.” She blushes with mild embarrassment at her own ignorance.
“No, no, Edith!” Frank assures her as he stops grinding the coffee beans and reaches out his left hand, clasping her right one as it rests on the tabletop and squeezes it reassuringly. “This isn’t a criticism of you! It was a compliment to Hilda. You’re wonderful, and there are things that you understand and are far better at than me.”
“Than both of us, Edith.” adds Hilda quickly, the look of concern about her friend taking umbrage clear on her round face.
“Yes, inconsequential things.” Edith mumbles in a deflated tone.
“No, not at all.” Frank reassures her soothingly as he takes up grinding coffee again. “What good am I to myself if I can’t cook a meal to feed myself.”
“And for all my love of reading, Edith, you know I can’t sew a stitch.” Hilda appends. “I could never have made this beautiful frock.” She grasps the edge of the strap of her russet coloured art satin***** dress as she speaks. “Not in a million years. We’re all good at different things, and no-one could say you weren’t smart, Edith.”
“That’s right.” Frank concurs, smiling at his sweetheart. “One of the reasons why I’ve always admired you is because you aren’t some silly giggling Gertie****** like some of the housemaids I’ve known. You aren’t turned by just a handsome face, and your head isn’t filled with moving picture stars and nothing else.”
“Well, I do like moving picture stars, Frank.” Edith confesses.
“Oh I know, Edith, and I love you for that too.” Frank reassures her. “But it’s not all that is in there. You have a good head on your shoulders.”
“And a wise one too.” Hilda interjects. “How often do I ask you for advice? I’ve always asked you for your opinion on things for as long as we’ve been friends.”
“You are clever, and insightful, and you want a better life for yourself too, and that’s why I really love you. We want the same things from life.” Frank says in a soft and soothing tone full of love as he gazes at Edith. “You are very pretty, and no-one can deny that – not even you,” He holds out an admonishing finger as Edith goes to refute his remark. “But beauty, however glorious will fade. Just look at our Dowager Queen Mother*******. When beauty fades, wit and intelligence remain, and you have both of those qualities in spades, Edith.”
“Oh Frank.” Edith breathes softly. “You aren’t ashamed of me then?”
“Of course I’m not Edith! How could I ever be ashamed of you? I’m as proud as punch******** to step out with you! You’re my best girl.”
Frank winds the gleaming brass coffee grinder handle a few more times before stopping. He pulls out the drawer at the bottom and as he does, the rich aroma of freshly ground coffee beans fills the air around them, wafting up his, Edith and Hilda’s nostrils. He sighs with satisfaction at a job well done.
“Good enough for his American lordship?” Frank asks Hilda.
She peers into the drawer. “Good enough.” she acknowledges with another of her cheeky smirks, nodding affirmatively.
“I still think he could jolly well grind his own, you know, Hilda!” Frank opines.
“Socialist.” she laughs in reply as she walks around Frank, withdraws the drawer of ground coffee and knocks the contents into the small, worn Delftware coffee cannister with careful taps, so as not to spill and waste any of the hard-won grinds.
“I bet you, your Wanetta Ward doesn’t grind her own coffee, Edith.” Frank goes on as he walks back around to Edith and slips his jacket on again.
“I bet you she does, Frank!” Edith counters.
“What? A moving picture star grinding her own coffee? I don’t believe it!”
“Miss Ward is a very unorthodox person, Frank, even for an American.” she assures him. “I think she might surprise you if you ever get the pleasure of meeting her one day.”
“Maybe.” Frank says doubtfully. “Well now that coffee is ground, we should really get going.” He runs his hands around the back of his jacket collar to make sure it is sitting straight. “The Hammersmith Palais waits for no-one, not even those who slave for undeserving Americans.” He laughs good heartedly. “Shall we go?”
“Oh yes!” enthuses Edith as Frank chivalrously pulls out her chair for her as she stands up. “I’ll fetch our coats.”
With her pretty blue floral sprigged frock swirling about her figure, Edith hurries over to the pegs by the door where Frank’s, Hilda’s and her own coat and hats hang. She moves lightly across the floor, practicing her dance steps as she goes, silently moving to the music she hears the band playing in her head.
“I really wonder why I bother sometimes.” Hilda says despondently as she pulls her brown coat on over the top of the luxurious man-made silk frock that Edith made for her and decorated with lace trimming and small bursts of sequins.
“Like I said,” Frank mutters. “He should settle for Camp Coffee like the rest of us, or have tea.”
“Not grinding coffee, Frank!” Hilda scoffs in reply. “I mean go dancing at the Hammersmith Palais week after week. What’s the point?”
“What do you mean, Hilda?” Edith asks gently, slipping her arms into her own black three-quarter length coat as Frank holds to open for her.
“I mean why do I bother going dancing when no man at the Palais ever looks at me, even in this beautiful new frock you made me, Edith.” She picks up the lace trimmed hem of her dance dress and lifts it despondently.
Edith and Frank both glance anxiously at one another for a moment. Both know they are thinking exactly the same thing. What Hilda says is true. Whenever the three of them go to the Hammersmith Palais de Danse there are always far more women in attendance than men. The Great War decimated the male population, and almost drove an entire generation of young men into extinction. Sadly, this means that more and more women are finding themselves without a gentleman to step out with, and are deemed surplus to needs by society. In spite of any of his faults, Edith knows how lucky she is to have a young man like Frank. Even the attentions of pretty girls are less in demand with fewer men in circulation desiring their company. Unlike Edith, Hilda is a little on the plump side, enjoying the indulgence of sticky buns from the bakers and an extra serving of Victoria Sponge at the Lyons Corner Shop********* at the top of Tottenham Court Road. Her face is friendly, with soft brown eyes and a warm smile, but she isn’t pretty. Even with the judicious application of a little powder and rouge acquired from the make-up counter of Selfridges********** her skin lacks the fresh gleam that Edith has, and for as long as she has known her, Edith has always found Hilda to have a very pale complexion. When the three of them do go dancing, Frank is often the only man she dances with when he partners her around the dancefloor, and more often than not, Hilda ends up taking the part of the man, dancing with any number of other neglected wallflowers, just to ward of the tedium of waiting for someone to ask her to dance. The plight, for plight it was, of women like Hilda was all too common, in the post-war world of the 1920s.
“Perhaps you’re looking in the wrong place, Hilda.” Frank says.
“What do mean, Frank?”
“Well, a girl with brains like you needs a man who will stimulate her mentally. Perhaps you might find the man of your dreams at a library.”
“A library!” Hilda’s mind conjures up images of pale bookish young men in glasses with phlegmatic characters who would much rather shake her hand limply and discuss the benefits of Socialism, rather than sweep her off her feet romantically.
“Not at all helpful, Frank!” hisses Edith as she watches her best friend’s face fall.
“I was only joking.” Frank shrugs apologetically, unsure what to say.
Edith hurries over and wraps her arm around Hilda’s slumping shoulders consolingly. “A faint heart never won a fair lady, Hilda.” She pulls Hilda to her lovingly. Hilda looks up at her friend sadly, yet thoughtfully. “And I think it works the same in reverse.”
Seeing a way to make amends for his ill-timed joke, Frank pipes up, “That’s exactly right, Hilda. Edith wouldn’t have been anywhere near as attractive to me if she hadn’t had a bit of pluck.”
“And you look splendid in the dance frock I made for you, Hilda,” Edith adds. “Really you do.”
“Do you really think so, Edith?” Hilda asks, looking at her friend.
“Of course I do! I’m a professional seamstress, and you are my best friend. I wouldn’t make something that didn’t suit you!”
“No, no of course not.” Hilda replies.
“And didn’t Mrs. Minkin say that russet satin would suit your colourings?”
“She did.”
“Well then,” Edith replies matter-of-factly. “There is nothing more to be said.”
“That’s right.” agrees Frank, and without further ado, he sweeps Hilda into his arms.
With the ease of a natural dancer, Frank begins to waltz his partner carefully across the black and white chequered linoleum floor of the Channon’s kitchen, guiding her around the kitchen table and the chairs gathered around it, past the black and white stove and the dresser cluttered with crockery and provisions.
“Oh Frank!” Hilda says, laughing joyously as she allows herself to be swept away. “You really are a one!”
Edith smiles as she sees a light return to her best friend’s eyes, and a smile appear upon her pert lips. She considers herself so fortunate not just because she has a chap to step out with, but because Frank is so kind and considerate. Not just any man would understand or appreciate Edith’s wish to include Hilda in their excursions to the Hammersmith Palais de Danse, and not every man would be as willing to take a turn with her on the dancefloor, as has been proven. Then again, Frank is no ordinary man, and as time goes on and she gets to know him better, the more she is becoming aware that her sweetheart is a very special man indeed. She laughs as Frank dips Hilda, making her squeal in delight, before raising her up again and restoring her to her feet.
“There!” Frank says with a huff as he catches his breath. “Now that your feet are suitably warmed up, you’re ready to go, Miss Clerkenwell. We’ll have no more talk of you not wanting to come dancing with us.”
“Today might be the day you meet someone, Hilda. Don’t give up on the chance.” Edith enthuses.
“Oh alright you two!” Hilda acquiesces. “I give up. Let’s go then.”
“That’s the spirit, Hilda!” Frank says. “That pluck will win you a fine and handsome gentleman with a brain that you deserve.”
“I can hardly battle both of you, can I?” Hilda laughs as she carefully places her floppy brimmed brown velvet and copper faille poke-style bonnet decorated with a beige rose and leaves atop her head.
The three friends walk out of the kitchen door that leads out onto the flat’s back stairs and begin to descend to the street. Hilda locks the door behind her and the coffee grinder and the as of yet to be ground coffee beans sit on the table, ready for when she returns later that day to serve to Margot, Dickie and their friends Priscilla and Georgie Carter.
*The Hammersmith Palais de Danse, in its last years simply named Hammersmith Palais, was a dance hall and entertainment venue in Hammersmith, London, England that operated from 1919 until 2007. It was the first palais de danse to be built in Britain.
**The Café Royal in Regent Street, Piccadilly was originally conceived and set up in 1865 by Daniel Nicholas Thévenon, who was a French wine merchant. He had to flee France due to bankruptcy, arriving in Britain in 1863 with his wife, Célestine, and just five pounds in cash. He changed his name to Daniel Nicols and under his management - and later that of his wife - the Café Royal flourished and was considered at one point to have the greatest wine cellar in the world. By the 1890s the Café Royal had become the place to see and be seen at. It remained as such into the Twenty-First Century when it finally closed its doors in 2008. Renovated over the subsequent four years, the Café Royal reopened as a luxury five star hotel.
***Camp Coffee is a concentrated syrup which is flavoured with coffee and chicory, first produced in 1876 by Paterson & Sons Ltd, in Glasgow. In 1974, Dennis Jenks merged his business with Paterson to form Paterson Jenks plc. In 1984, Paterson Jenks plc was bought by McCormick & Company. Legend has it (mainly due to the picture on the label) that Camp Coffee was originally developed as an instant coffee for military use. The label is classical in tone, drawing on the romance of the British Raj. It includes a drawing of a seated Gordon Highlander (supposedly Major General Sir Hector MacDonald) being served by a Sikh soldier holding a tray with a bottle of essence and jug of hot water. They are in front of a tent, at the apex of which flies a flag bearing the drink's slogan, "Ready Aye Ready". A later version of the label, introduced in the mid-20th century, removed the tray from the picture, thus removing the infinite bottles element and was seen as an attempt to avoid the connotation that the Sikh was a servant, although he was still shown waiting while the kilted Scottish soldier sipped his coffee. The current version, introduced in 2006, depicts the Sikh as a soldier, now sitting beside the Scottish soldier, and with a cup and saucer of his own. Camp Coffee is an item of British nostalgia, because many remember it from their childhood. It is still a popular ingredient for home bakers making coffee-flavoured cake and coffee-flavoured buttercream. In late 1975, Camp Coffee temporarily became a popular alternative to instant coffee in the UK, after the price of coffee doubled due to shortages caused by heavy frosts in Brazil.
****A bandeau is a narrow band of fabric worn round the head to hold the hair in position. Although bandeaus existed long before the 1920s, there was a resurgence in popularity for embroidered grosgrain ribbons to be worn around the head across the forehead in the 1920s, and they are synonymous with 1920s flapper fashion.
*****The first successful artificial silks were developed in the 1890s of cellulose fibre and marketed as art silk or viscose, a trade name for a specific manufacturer. In 1924, the name of the fibre was officially changed in the U.S. to rayon, although the term viscose continued to be used in Europe.
******Although obscure as to its origin, the term “giggling Gertie” is of English derivation and was often used in a derisive way to describe silly children and young people, usually girls, who were deemed as being flippant and foolish.
*******Queen Alexandra was Queen of the United Kingdom and the British Dominions, and Empress of India, from the twenty-second of January 1901 to the sixth of May 1910 as the wife of King-Emperor Edward VII. Daughter of King Christian IX of Denmark, at the age of sixteen Alexandra was chosen as the future wife of Albert Edward, Prince of Wales, the son and heir apparent of Queen Victoria. When she arrived in England she was famed for her beauty and her style of dress and bearing were copied by fashion-conscious women. From Edward's death, Alexandra was queen mother, being a dowager queen and the mother of the reigning monarch. Alexandra retained a youthful appearance into her senior years, but during the Great War her age caught up with her. She took to wearing elaborate veils and heavy makeup, which was described by gossips as having her face "enamelled".
********Although today we tend to say as “pleased as punch”, the Victorian term actually began as “proud as punch”. This expression refers to the Punch and Judy puppet character. Punch's name comes from Punchinello, an Italian puppet with similar characteristics. In Punch and Judy shows, the grotesque Punch is portrayed as self-satisfied and pleased with his evil actions.
*********J. Lyons and Co. was a British restaurant chain, food manufacturing, and hotel conglomerate founded in 1884 by Joseph Lyons and his brothers in law, Isidore and Montague Gluckstein. Lyons’ first teashop opened in Piccadilly in 1894, and from 1909 they developed into a chain of teashops, with the firm becoming a staple of the High Street in the United Kingdom. At its peak the chain numbered around two hundred cafes. The teashops provided for tea and coffee, with food choices consisting of hot dishes and sweets, cold dishes and sweets, and buns, cakes and rolls. Lyons' Corner Houses, which first appeared in 1909 and remained until 1977, were noted for their Art Deco style. Situated on or near the corners of Coventry Street, Strand and Tottenham Court Road, they and the Maison Lyonses at Marble Arch and in Shaftesbury Avenue were large buildings on four or five floors, the ground floor of which was a food hall with counters for delicatessen, sweets and chocolates, cakes, fruit, flowers and other products. In addition, they possessed hairdressing salons, telephone booths, theatre booking agencies and at one period a twice-a-day food delivery service. On the other floors were several restaurants, each with a different theme and all with their own musicians. For a time, the Corner Houses were open twenty-four hours a day, and at their peak each branch employed around four hundred staff including their famous waitresses, commonly known as Nippies for the way they nipped in and out between the tables taking orders and serving meals. The tea houses featured window displays, and, in the post-war period, the Corner Houses were smarter and grander than the local tea shops. Between 1896 and 1965 Lyons owned the Trocadero, which was similar in size and style to the Corner Houses.
********** Selfridges, also known as Selfridges & Co., is a chain of upscale department stores in the United Kingdom that is operated by Selfridges Retail Limited, part of the Selfridges Group of department stores. It was founded by Harry Gordon Selfridge in 1908. Harry Gordon Selfridge, Sr. was an American-British retail magnate who founded the London-based department store. His twenty year leadership of Selfridge’s led to his becoming one of the most respected and wealthy retail magnates in the United Kingdom. He was known as the 'Earl of Oxford Street'.
***********Faille is a type of cloth with flat ribs, often made in silk. It has a softer texture than grosgrain, with heavier and wider cords or ribs. Weft yarns are heavier than warp, and it is manufactured in plain weaving. It was especially popular in the Nineteenth Century, and its popularity, although somewhat dwindling, did carry through into the early decades of the Twentieth Century.
This cosy domestic kitchen scene is a little different to what you might think, for whilst it looks very authentic, it is made up entirely of 1:12 size dollhouse miniatures from my miniatures collection.
Fun things to look for in this tableaux include:
On Hilda’s deal table stands her coffee grinder with its brass handle, wooden base and drawer, and red knobs. It comes from Kathleen Knight’s Dolls House Shop in the United Kingdom. The little Delftware canister and the white china bowl also come from Kathleen Knight’s Dolls House Shop. The coffee beans in the bowl are really black carraway seeds. The vase of flowers comes from an online shop on E-Bay.
Hilda’s Windsor chair is a hand-turned 1:12 artisan miniature which came from America. Unfortunately, the artist did not carve their name under the seat, but it is definitely an unmarked artisan piece.
In the background you can see a very modern and up-to-date 1920s gas stove. It would have been expensive to instal at the time, and it would have been the cook’s or maid’s pleasure to cook on and in. It would have included a thermostat for perfect cooking and without the need of coal, it was much cleaner to feed, use and easier to clean. It is not unlike those made by the Roper Stove Company in the 1920s. The Roper Stove Company previously named the Florence-Wehrle Company among other names, was founded in 1883. Located in Newark, Ohio, the company was once the largest stove producer in the world. Today, the Roper Stove Company is a brand of Whirlpool.
A Common Warthog boar photographed in the Salient, Aberdares NP, Kenya.
The volcanic soils here are very red hence this guy's ruddy complexion!
Re-worked and framed by a friend.
G'day! My last assignment for this semester! ♥ Earthen Mood is the name of the room, concept is nature with elegance, embracing our complexion with the world. x Later tonight I'll be submitting some Second Life images! xox
The outdoor type - you don't get that complexion working in an office.
Best viewed on black. Press L.
sea buchthorn berries are a super food that helps complexion, tired eyes, and eliminates creases around the eyes...
Rasgos físicos de la salamanquesa
La salamanquesa común mide entre 12 y 16 cm., es de complexión robusta y cuerpo aplanado, con el dorso cubierto de escamas. La cabeza, ancha y ligeramente triangular, acaba en un hocico redondeado y está coronada por unos prominentes ojos de pupilas verticales, que se dilatan en la oscuridad para mejorar la visión. La cola, larga y espinosa, es regenerativa y si la pierde volverá a salir. Sus dedos planos contienen unas pequeñas láminas adhesivas que le permiten sujetarse en superficies verticales y totalmente lisas como el cristal, o incluso boca abajo.
for Robyn
Request for peachy complexion, eyeshadow that goes well with blue eyes and not to emphasize her teeth.
Foundation: I've tried the more basic Miracle Touch by MF today and it's good, but noticeably cheaper looking, and despite shaving I still have a dark complexion.
Today's new test: An eyebrow gel to fill out the parts that are missing on the right eybrow.
Not sure about: The red lip liner - it makes my lips look a bit strange...either that or I have to get used to the look.
Have a lovely Saturday my bunnies xx
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Young temple priests waiting with holi colour water at the top of Nandgaon temple to pour over people gathered.
Holi, the Festival of Colours has been celebrated in India since thousands of years and is now also celebrated by various communities of South Asia including non-Hindu communities.
While Holi is celebrated in almost every part of India, Holi in Braj is especially famous. Braj is a historical region which covers the area of Mathura, Vrindavan,Barsana,Nandgaon and some nearby areas. Holi here attacts tourists and pilgrims from all over the world because of it’s special customs and traditions. Mathura is the birth-place of Lord Krishna and Vrindavan is the place where he grew up in his childhood.
When Krishna was young, he cribbed to his mother about Radha (his friend) being fair while Krishna himself was dark complexioned. His mother (Yashoda) suggested him to colour Radha with colors in a playful manner. Over the years, Krishna from his village Nandgaon used to go to Barsana (Radha’s village) to color Radha and other Gopis. They also used to playfully beat him with sticks. And hence the tradition evolved.
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