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yeah we have a show here in vienna on the 31st ..so get cheap flights...if bin could fly here no problem (and he said they let him through the x rays with those chains on too!!!) then you all better come ...hooker on paper...dead inside 2007
Created for the Utata Iron Photographer 50 project.
Required elements:
1 - a pillow
2 - something from the junk drawer
3 - duotone processing
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In the drawer, I found a stack of letters from an old girlfriend, from way back when I was a teenager. It transported me almost literally to a previous life.
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and has the most incredible taste in music, do yourself a favor and give a listen to Keni Titus www.youtube.com/watch?v=4tVj-6z2Tkw
BOX DATE: 1996
MANUFACTURER: Mattel
VARIATIONS: Blonde; African American; brunette
BODY TYPE: 1966; molded B print panties; Twist 'n Turn waist; bent arms; ring hole; bend & snap knees
HEAD MOLD: 1976 "Superstar"; pierced ears
PERSONAL FUN FACT: Believe it or not, one of my first brand new childhood Barbies was the blonde Pet Doctor on the far left of this photo. It's hard to believe that I've had her for most of my life. I got this doll when I was five or six years old, and I still vaguely remember the day when I picked her out. I believe I saved up my allowance money for "Christine," as I dubbed her. I was kind of obsessed with that name, or ones like it, such as "Christina." When I was very small, I was particularly drawn to doctor and animal themed dolls. It makes sense, what with the fact that I was always such an animal person--it was easier to get along with pets than people. I also liked the idea of "caring" for animals or people, which is probably how my obsession for doctor type dolls began. Anyways, Pet Doctor was a staple in our doll family. She was not only the town vet, but also the person doctor too. I used her original vet supplies, paired with my Pretty Pet Parlor, and also my Baby Care Center. Her vet ensemble also dualed as her regular doctor gear. Colleen also took a bit of a shine to Pet Doctor. I recall that we'd trade off on who played her, especially in cases where she was a background character. One of my most vivid memories of this doll is the time I took her on vacation with the family. Mom and Dad took us to New Jersey one summer to go to Six Flags and also a few other places. We were allowed to take one doll each, so I gunned for Pet Doctor, who was presumably my newest at the time. I had stolen a Barbie sized comb around that time frame from a friend's house. I recall that the entire vacation, the stolen comb burned in the back of my mind, and stayed inside my yellow backpack with Pet Doctor for the duration of the trip. I ended up confessing to my crime when we got home, to ease the guilt of my conscience. Even though Pet Doctor had little to do with this petty larceny, I still think of it each time I look at her. As time wore on, Christine did not keep her good looks. She lost a ton of hair back in the day, as I was the sort to compulsively brush my dolls' hair. So she was half bald by the time I was seven or eight. She also lost much of her stuff along the way, and her original outfit became very shabby and grossly stained. But as an adult collector, I was able to remedy these problems. I found her a much better ensemble, and I partially rerooted all her empty hair plugs to restore her luscious tresses!
Since Christine was so shabby even when I was young, it was only natural that I'd jump at the chance to get a second. I found the doll in the middle sometime in the early 2000s. She was at the local flea market, and was still wearing her original outfit. For some reason, my memory was muddled over the years, and I thought I got her stuffed back inside her original box with some accessories. But it turns out that couldn't be the case. I must have purchased her loosely by herself. We dubbed this doll "Jessica," and luckily she maintained her beauty and condition over the years. By the time she joined the family, both Colleen and I were much better at caring for our dolls. She "replaced" Christine in some ways, but we saw them as separate people. Although I was the one who bought this doll, I'd say that Colleen played with her far more. She was enchanted by Jessica's obvious beauty. Unlike Christine, she has a stunningly perfect face (Christine is actually rather wonky). I'm not sure exactly what role Jessica always played, but sometimes she replaced Becky as the "wheelchair ridden" doll. Colleen was obsessed with Becky's wheels, so they were always in use no doubt. However, as adult collectors, it came out that Jessica was actually Becky's girlfriend who in fact was not in a wheelchair. It was a scenario that Colleen must have had brewing in her head for years, but it didn't have the chance to materialize until we were older. It all made sense to me though, when I reflect on my childhood. Whenever Jessica was Becky's "friend," she always had better chemistry with her than any of Becky's male suitors!
Since Jessica had maintained her glory even decades later, we didn't really "need" another doppelganger. But of course, I'm not want to cast out any doll in need. I got this third lady, on the far right, in 2016. She was actually a gift of sorts. That summer, our friend Lisa said we could have what remained of her childhood dolls. We spent a little while scrounging through the basement and the attic space above her garage, on the quest for dolls. It seemed as though the dolls themselves all went missing. We were only able to find a baggy with clothing and accessories. I admit I was devastated that the dolls themselves went rogue. I played with so many of them as a little girl, when I was over Lisa's house. However, in the attic space above the garage, we found Pet Doctor Barbie all by herself. She still looked pristine, as if she'd never been played with. I'm very fond of this doll since she was a generous gift, and the lone survivor of her former doll clan. Colleen and I both thought it would be fitting to name her "Lisa" after our friend!
Photographed for The Thin Air.
Across the slope and up the path from the nesting gang gang pair was a twig-thin branch attractive to a tiny bird. In the blink of an eye it was gone; gone into an impossibly small hole in an impossibly narrow hollow branch. The bird was a spotted pardalote. This isn't that bird. But it was a sign, along with the incessant call of pardalotes, that this is mating season and pardalotes are about.
Down and around in a less natural, more densely planted and more diverse part of the gardens there was a momentary movement of a small bird on the trunk of a moderately large stringybark. It's likely that this was a Eucalyptus macrorhyncha and the little bird was a male spotted pardalote tugging at the thread-like strands of bark for which the tree is named. After collecting his prize, the little bird flew down to a thin branch before disappearing into a knot hole in another stringybark.
Once the just a bit gaudy male left the hole his elegant little girlfriend landed on his twig with her own contribution to the DIY decoration of their new nursery. This is she.
In my many years in SL, you are the most amazing discovery I've made. I gave up searching for you years ago and have been aimlessly wondering around since. Then, astoundingly, and accidentally, you’re there. Who would have guessed one comment in a group post, a group that I don’t even know how I found, would lead to you? You amplify my strengths, my positives, and fill in my valleys. Our mutual weirdness just meshes so amazingly. And, I discovered all of that in a few days of chat with you. Then, we met. That cute, quirky, and beautiful avi just puts icing on the cake.
Come take my hand, make this journey with me to a destination that we are unsure of. We know that it’s not the destination that is important, but the journey and experiences along the way. The path won’t always be smooth. The TARDIS will hit some turbulence somewhere. That’s just life and it is part of the experiences. I promise to do my best to support you in everything you do, to protect you, and to guard your heart. Come with me.
Lexii 2018-01-07-A_006-1
A hard decision is made by a man on the run. He is on the fence whether he will run or stay by his girlfriend's side.
The sign on the wall says no dumping to imply that he will probably stay with his girlfriend.
Moral of the story...dont bring your girlfriend along unless she is an olympian track and field runner.
Series: Everything’s gonna be fine!
From a cycle: The Don steppe
"Подруги на брудершафт"
серия: Всё получится!
хутор Сеньшин, Обливский район, Ростовская область, Россия
февраль 2012
из цикла: Донская степь
viehschau appenzöll 2013 - hasselblad 500 c/m - zeiss planar 80mm f2.8 - magazin a12 - agfa 100 apx - expired 2003
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