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Un noeud papillon. A bow tie.
For Looking close… on Friday!
Theme : Fabric Texture.
Les us et coutumes
Au cours du xxe siècle, le nœud papillon ne connaît pas une expansion aussi rapide que celle de la cravate. Mis à part quelques irréductibles - généralement intellectuels ou politiciens tel Winston Churchill et Elio Di Rupo - rares sont ceux qui privilégient le nœud papillon à la cravate. Probablement en cause, le fait que le nœud papillon soit rapidement associé à des tenues de soirées (de couleur blanche avec le « frac » ou l'habit; noir avec le smoking), ou plébiscité par certaines professions du fait de contraintes spécifiques - professionnels de la restauration, médecins ou architectes apprécient respectivement le fait qu'il ne trempe pas dans les assiettes servies, ne pende pas sur un patient contagieux ou ne traine sur une table à dessin.
De fait, le nœud papillon devint parfois aussi considéré par certains en tant que symbole d'un type d'élégance coincée, endimanchée; et par là même un véritable accessoire comique que l'on retrouve chez les clowns, les acteurs burlesques du cinéma muet tels que Stan Laurel, puis chez des personnages comiques comme Pee Wee Herman ou Steve Urkel.
Depuis 1946 et le premier festival de Cannes, pour pouvoir monter les marches lors des grandes cérémonies, les acteurs doivent porter un smoking avec un nœud papillon qui peut être exceptionnellement remplacé par une cravate. En cas de non respect de cette règle, la personne est refoulée.
C'est au milieu des années 2000, avec le travail de créateurs comme Alber Elbaz pour Lanvin ou Alexis Mabille, que le nœud papillon redevient un accessoire de mode populaire et porté de manière moins formelle.
Un grand merci pour vos favoris, commentaires et encouragements toujours très appréciés.
Many thanks for your much appreciated favorites and comments.
“The camera is an instrument that teaches people how to see without a camera.”
― Dorothea Lange
I am not a stranger to the dark
"Hide away," they say
"'Cause we dont want your broken parts"
You can put your mind to do whatever you wanna do
Just tell yourself that you capable, too
But don't do things that ain't even cool
And get rid of them no-good friends thats enablin' you
Makin' you feel like you won't be nothin', your life crumblin'
They talk, mumblin'
You gon' be something, you are glorious
Were no gangs, but warriors, we well-known, notorious
They can't stop you or block you or mock you
They mad cause you bad and they not you
You fall down, but get up and skip and hop through
Kick down doors for others to walk through
You have a purpose, to make you say, "Did I do that?" Urkel
Now we callin' reality virtue
This is who I am, this is me, don't let them words hurt you
When the sharpest words wanna cut me down
I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out
I am brave, I am bruised
I am who I'm meant to be, this is me
Look out 'cause here I come
And I'm marching on to the beat I drum
I'm not scared to be seen
I make no apologies, this is me
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
Another round of bullets hits my skin
Well, fire away 'cause today, I won't let the shame sink in
We are bursting through the barricades
And reaching for the sun (we are warriors)
Yeah, that's what we've become
Won't let them break me down to dust
I know that there's a place for us
For we are glorious
When the sharpest words wanna cut me down
I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out
I am brave, I am bruised
I am who I'm meant to be, this is me
Look out 'cause here I come (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I'm marching on to the beat I drum
I'm not scared to be seen
I make no apologies, this is me
I'm alone, I never fit the mold
The world is so cold, hold it down on my own
I'm just tryna reach up to the sky, see the moon
I got confidence 'cause I'm the flyest in the room
And I been knocked down, but I always get up
I had some fake friends, had to go and switch up
Yeah, no pain, no strain, I ain't chasin' no nothing
'Cause I got more to gain, and I'm just tryna make a change
I'm just doin' me, I'm in my own lane
I fell down a few times, but I'm up again
Marchin' to another drum, see me cross, see me bow
When they thought that I was done, ah nah, here I come
I'm not weak, I get on my feet
No apologies, yeah, this is me
And I know that I deserve your love
There's nothing I'm not worthy of
When the sharpest words wanna cut me down
I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out
This is brave, this is bruised
This is who I'm meant to be, this is me
Look out 'cause here I come (look out 'cause here I come)
And I'm marching on to the beat I drum
Marching on, marching on, marching, marching on (I'm not scared to be seen)
I make no apologies, this is me
Whenever the world's gone, whenever the world's gone
I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out
Oh, oh, oh, this is me
Songwriters: Justin Paul, Benj Pasek
I remember many years ago just how easy it was to take the family to Disney World (Never again!!!) in Orlando. Twenty minutes with a travel agent selecting a package and we were set. We have spent more time at a drive-thru menu board trying to decide what was for lunch…it was a cookie cutter process that worked out perfectly. Our time planning our trip to England, Scotland and Ireland was the polar opposite of that trip. At times it was so overwhelming that analysis paralysis took over and it had to be simply set aside. This trip wasn’t by design about wildlife and my need to capture it, however the grace extended by our troop members left a lot of flexibility for such a pursuit. We all truly enjoy nature and being engulfed in it; I am the only one of the four who has elevated the need into a sickness.
For months I reached out to fellow wildlife photographers through Flickr requesting assistance in finding a short list of species…much like a list a child would submit for Santa. Top of the list was the barn owl with the red stag in a close second. If I could get a clean shot of these two…heaven on earth would be achieved. Also on the list was the badger, pine martin, fox any raptor. I studied others photos, google searched for countless hours the habitats, population density numbers, elevations found in October, migrations…dozens of pages of notes were made and memorized. When it was all said and done one region stood out as THE region of out travel plan to have the highest probability of capturing the most listed. It was while staying in Inverness Scotland and the largest National Park in the UK, just 20 or so miles away from our hotel.
The older I get, the more I understand the importance of not getting everything I desire. Having an unfulfilled quest is the best fuel for future adventure, and a very good reason to get out of bed one more day. As life would have it, I arrived in Inverness with the flu…spending a day and a half in bed with the rest of the time feeling very weak. The thought of a zero-dark thirty departure to the forest in search of critters was trumped every morning by my need for rest, coffee and the hotels breakfast to settle my stomach. To say I was disappointed was an understatement as much of our trip was financed with money saved for three years to photograph jaguars in Brazil…taken away by covid. Departing Inverness and heading to Isle of Skye, my prayer was for other opportunities. A prayer that would be answered in the next 48 hours.
While making the three-hour drive from Inverness to Portree, we decided to stop by a small coffee shop for a break. While walking out the door I spoke with the young lady behind the counter…you guessed it…about wildlife. She was clearly not into wildlife but did mention how she sees red deer on occasion and hears the male’s calls (called a bugle) all the time. Since we were visiting during the rut, her words brought hope to a heart that was still coughing a bit.
It was at some point during our time in Isle of Skye that Cheryl spoke up and suggested departing one day early and heading back to the hotel across from the coffee shop to see if we could spot some red deer. Internally, I was jumping in the air, waiving my arms in a Steve Urkel style manner. Outwardly, I’m not sure how I looked based on my well-known inability to contain emotion. All four agreed and reservations were secured at The Cluanie Inn (Highest recommendations) for the following evening. I believe this discission provided me with a dose of PMA (Positive Mental Attitude) that allowed my body to finally defeat the flu!
It was later in the afternoon when we arrived at the inn. During check in the owner informed us that some of the red deer hinds (The doe in the US) will come in behind the inn and will take food from guests. She went on to say that the area is flooded with deer. After an early dinner we went to our rooms to relax. My plan, to be out there early in the morning…thinking that I had already lost the light for that day. I was sitting on the bed cleaning my cameras to ready for the morning when Joann went to the window and said “I can’t believe you are not out there now!” She was right as it was more overcast than dark, I would have a little bit of time to walk up towards the mountains across the street before dark.
I wasn’t 200 yards off the highway when I spotted the rump of a red deer grazing behind a large clump of stickers. I had not been noticed so I quickly moved to place a 15–20-foot grass covered mound between us. As I slowly crept up the mound, my internal prayer was for it to please be a stag…please be a stag! Once on top of mound, sucking air in breathless anticipation, not exertion. I sat for a second out of its view to check my camera settings in the ever-changing light…not even knowing I it was still there. I lifted my camera to focus on the rump and snapped off one shot. The reaction of that one small little flip of my shutter sent her head high in the air. I was so disappointed that it was not the stag while being thrilled to have at least seen a red deer, a new species, and she was beautiful!
Little did I know that she would be one of a harem of thirteen being pushed by a trophy male…a male that would grace me by his presence and provide a once it a lifetime photographic opportunity.
I will post his photo soon!
BMW Isetta 250 (late 50's/early 60's).
The wicker basket on the back was such a nice touch, I thought.
For fans of the 90's television show, Family Matters, you might recognize this as 'Urkel's ride' (though a different colour).
*Note: all textures my own, unless specifically credited.
©Max Slaughter 2008 all rights reserved
Model Tonya
My wife ask me to photograph her co-workers in costume at Halloween. Tonya was dressed as an "Urkel" type nerd. Each time I pointed the camera at her she somehow transformed in that persona. I thought she would make a good model. What do you think?
Strobist info: Gridded AB400's at left and right rear. AB 1600 in large Octabox on camera right. Pocket Wizards.
This Image was in Explore
Painting-session with Jens Besser, John Reaktor (SAM), Kid Kyuss Hope, Zone, Irgh and Urkel (Wurstbande) for the release of the book "Muralismo Morte" at Common Ground Gallery.
by T.O.E.
Hamburg St. Pauli
I know I'm not worthy of you. But I just can't help loving you. It's like wanting to touch a star - you know you'll never reach it, but you just gotta keep trying.
Me: Excuse me, what are you doing?
Kyle: I'm calling someone.
Me: Well you didn't ask to use my phone.
Kyle: I don't have to.
Me: Um, yes you do, it's mine.
Kyle: Well maybe if you'd buy me my own phone I wouldn't have to ask.
Me: Well maybe I am going to buy you your own phone, I just don't have the money at the moment.
Kyle: I don't care about your money, just buy me a phone lady, I have people to call.
Me: And who do you know that you have to call?
Kyle: Well that's none of your business.
Me: Ok, well until you can tell me who it is your calling you can't use my phone.
Kyle: Pfft, fine, whatever! *stalks off mumbling*
Sorry about that, I just came in to take her photo and caught her calling international numbers on my mobile phone. I'm not quite sure who she was trying to call but anyway.
Anyway, Kyle was tagged tonight by Indigo.
Two names you go by:
1. Kyle
2. Geeky Girl
Two things you are wearing right now:
1. Button Arcade Panda Dress
2. CeeCee's White Boots
Two things you want right now very badly:
1. A phone of my own.
2. A stand all of my own.
Last two people you talked to on the phone:
1. I still don't have my phone because the lady won't buy me one.
Two things you did last night:
1. Started reading a new book.
2. Watched Bones Season 3 with the lady.
Two things you are doing tomorrow:
1. Keep reading my books.
2. Have cheescake for the Meester's birthday.
Two favorite drinks:
1. Pink milk
2. Coffee
Two random facts:
1. I like looking pretty.
2. I'm Team Edward.
Four dolls that will hopefully answer this...
1. Gertie - Kimberly
2. Domino - Carmen
3. Jewels - Erica
4. Tiger - Camilla
and I'm adding one more because I can
5. Urkel - Tacha
...looking to Times Square from 42nd Street and Broadway
no estaria de més que li féssiu una ullada en gran... ;)
i aquí crossroads of the world, times square d'una mica més aprop... :))
no estaría de más que le hicierais una ojeada en grande... ;)
y aquí crossroads of the world, times square de algo más cerca... :))
it would be nice if you look it in large... ;)
and here crossroads of the world, times square from a closer point of view... :))
San Antonio, keep an eye peeled at First Friday for this one. The fruits of a super-secret digital collab between myself & PUSH.
2ft x 3ft paster + 5-1/4" x 8" slaps. The wheatpaste has hand painted acrylic colors, with Sharpie-lined blacks to make the thing pop, & highlighter for the face to give it that neon look.
PUSH had another one printed up that is going up in Canton, Ohio for First Friday as well.
The Street Keeperz are keeping the streets safe in your town soon....
Moa came over today to pick up the last of the her stuff and say goodbye to Mao for the semester. Now she's really gone and Elken will never be the same. Who is going to fill the kitchen with doughy dishes and tell us weird stories? Who's going to have us try on sexy nurse uniforms? Who is going to be the voice of aunt Urkel? Now we only get to enjoy her on msn where she USES CAPITALS WHEN SHE GETS REALLY EXCITED!
So Moxiee tagged me with that 16 random things tag...hard to do but here goes:
1. I thought that a woman could become pregnant and still be a virgin until I was eight years old...I even got in a fight with one of my best friends, Natalie Manfredo about it
2. When I was about 9 or 10, I used to wish I would get some sort of horrible illness and dream that my whole class would have to come and visit me at the hospital...It seemed like fun to me for some really bizzare reason. I think I probably need(ed) therapy and attention.
3. My family lived a block away from a donut shop and I ate a donut everyday from about age 5 until age 14-and I was never a fat kid and I don't have diabetes....how is that possible?
4. In the fifth grade, I had glasses that looked like Steve Urkel's
5. I secretly love hostess cupcakes.
6. I never want to get a professional massage again. I've had them, and I realize people think they are great-but the idea of paying some one to touch my body freaks me out.
7. I was raised in a very strict house and wasn't allowed to wear tank tops (in California-torture!). To this day I feel totally naked if I'm wearing something sleeveless.
8. I don't like Disney, but I love Disneyland. Like-I really, really, really love Disneyland. I will never admit that in public, but it's one of my favorite places in the world. It's a sickness I think...
9. The first thing I ever stole was a bath bead from Sephora in Paris. I felt really bad about it-a friend dared me to do it-and I still feel bad about it a little.
10. I can't stand popcorn.
11. I was in a Musical based on the comic strip "Lu Ann". And yes, it was totally lame. The best musical number was "Monday Morning Flu" and I still remember most of the words.
12. I still have the first mixed tape a boy ever made me. I listen to it sometimes when James isn't around. It's actually a really great mix...
13. My hands and feet are usually ice cold.
14. I have never had my driver's license and don't plan on getting it any time soon.
15. I once lived in a crazy house full of crazy roomates and a weiner dog named Mr. BoJangles. Someday I'll share stories from that era-but not anytime soon.
16. I love really horrible television. Judge Judy, My Super Sweet 16, The Hills-I love watching them and yelling at the screen. My nephews tell me it is because I'm "a hater". Luckily, I've never had cable tv which is good-because if I could-I'd spend the whole day watching trashy tv. No one needs to do that.
Okay, I'm not tagging anyone-but if you want to do it-you should!
RECLAIM YOUR CITY 27.08.-19.09.2010 im NEUROTITAN (rosenthaler strasse 39) mit vielen verschiedenen künstlern wie Reaktor, Sam Gang, Book, Pnöm, Bored, Tika,Bimer, Grafro, Hope, Gänge Gäng, 1up, Urkel, Irgh, Czentrifuga, Luckycats, Noël, Max, Prost, Just, Emess, Peachbeach, SP38, Mymo, Mork, Alias und vielen mehr
Since January I have had an interest in photography and I am amazed at how quickly it has begun to rule my life. I just want to be amazing!
I'm trying to teach myself everything there is to know - I am glad that I now have a proper hobby - my first as an adult I think - and I hope it will continue to be for the rest of my life.
This is for FGR's group invasion : NERDS. Thank you to hlngre23 for her ideas on the theme!
GTLW : Adjectives : Nerdy
Yay - made explore front page! - thank you guys! <3
To have worn it two years in a row, I mean.
Also--note the Godzilla wearing the Urkel-esque outfit. We were ahead of our times.
1958 BMW Isetta 300, 1-Door Coupe
1 cylinder
298 cc
13 hp
In 1955, BMW acquired a license from the Italian manufacturer Iso Rivolta to produce Isettas, and BMW released the Isetta 300 in 1956. Alongside the microcars built by Messerschmidt and Heinkel, the BMW Isetta became iconic as a "Bubble Car". Although Isettas were marketed mainly to Europeans, Elvis Presley and Cary Grant both owned one and Jaleel White's character Steve Urkel drove one on the 1989 television sitcom Family Matters.
Fun fact for my Depeche Mode fans out there... The BMW Isetta 300 was used in the music video for 1987's "Never Let Me Down Again" driven by Dave Gahan throughout.
If you enjoy my photography, please consider buying me a coffee. Thank you for your support.
#Urkel #Veedel
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#Fujifilm #fujifilm_xseries #X100V #streetphotography #Cologne during #covid19
Yours truly running the 217 switch engine at KCT Mill Street Yard. In hindsight this is one of the only pictures I have from inside the cab of me running an engine so far. Even if I was wearing my Steve Urkel lanyard clears (never have lost a pair), I appreciate my authorized rider, who was wearing all appropriate PPE, for taking it.
Locomotive: WAMX 3852
7-22-15
Kansas City, KS
Kollaborationsbrandwand im Wedding: Klub7, Küsst Euch Mal, Nonstop Nonsens, SamCrew, Wurstbande, xXcrew
Of my new baby! Erica, she's soooo sweet I could die!
I am lifting her gaze just a teeny bit, and change one of her chips! And in the future she will get new hairs, I'm thinking very light brown to match her natural face up! I love her hairs, but I get tired of fantasy hairs too soon (except maybe pink)
CREATE AN ICONIC HOLLYWOOD LOOK FOR A CHILD WHO IS ALL GROWN UP
MR VW Jamaica 2nd Photo Challenge.
In this photo Kamal has fashioned himself as a child star in hollywood that had grown up into a stylish adult and wet on to bigger and better things, opposite of his childhood acting life. The star he chosen was Jaleel White (Steve Urkel). This was a fun yet creative photo challenge.
CREATE AN ICONIC HOLLYWOOD LOOK FOR A CHILD WHO IS ALL GROWN UP
MR VW Jamaica 2nd Photo Challenge.
In this photo Kamal has fashioned himself as a child star in hollywood that had grown up into a stylish adult and wet on to bigger and better things, opposite of his childhood acting life. The star he chosen was Jaleel White (Steve Urkel). This was a fun yet creative photo challenge.
Day 67 of 365 (366)
Looks pretty darn good big on black background.
Max wants everyone to know he was laughing with the snorty laugh of Steve Urkel while doing this photo. He was hilarious. It was fun, love my kiddos
I think I'm finally all caught up on posting for my 365! ... well, at least until tomorrow! LOL.
Strobist:
580EX II in 24" softbox camera left ane well above subject pointed downward 1/2 power
AB1600 in 30 degree honeycomb 1/2 power directly behind subject
AB800 1/2 power camera right and well above subject pointed downward into medium sofbox
triggered via Cactus v4's
Added "clarity" setting in Topaz after extracting him and putting him on the yellow background (it was shot using a black muslin background)
Urkel is an itty bitty runt with a few medical issues. He was rescued next to the flood waters and came to us ill. He has an upper respitory infection he is fighting. He was also skin and bones! Someone had dumped him and his brother in the parking lot of a shelter that was flooding. Luckily I caught sight of him and knew in my heart I had to foster to save him. He is for sure a work in progress and will take a little while in order to be healthy and big enough to be placed with a new family. One thing is for sure ...he has spunk! He does not let the bigger kittens push him around! He sits in the middle of the food bowl, paws spread out, so nobody else can eat. Not big on looks but a personality that could move mountains!
KEEP in mind my kittens live inside my home at all times. I have a fully enclosed cat run for my own cats. I take the babies outside to the cat run to get photos as the lighting is better. As soon as their photo shoot is done they go right back inside!
--The booze brigade exits to the kitchen—
Charley: *settles into the sofa* “Why’d you want my glasses, anyway? You nearsighted or sumthin’?”
Kumi (grudgingly): “Like I’d ever wear those monstrosities if I was! No, I just wanted to see what you looked like without them. You’ve got pretty eyes. Why hide ‘em behind those things? You got an Urkel fetish or something?”
Charley: “No, I have an aversion to sticking my finger in my eyeball every day, just so I can wear contacts.”
Kumi: “Get over it. And let’s talk about your clothes.”
Candy (loudly): “Let’s not.”
Charley: “Not all of us are slaves to the hollow god of fashion. Nothing’s wrong with what I’m wearing, and if you disagree, well, read the shirt.”
Kumi: *looks down at the slogan stretched across Charley’s chest* “‘I Don’t Give a….Rubber Ducky’?”
Magpie: “No, silly rabbit! It says ‘I Don’t Give a Duck’, like ‘I Don’t Give a—”
Yuri (hurriedly): “Yes, thank you, Mags! I believe we all understand the meaning of it now.”
Magpie: *bland smile* “Oh, good, because the shirt’s quite clever, if you understand it really means she doesn’t give a f—”
Yuri: *shoves a puff into Magpie’s mouth* “Here, darling, have a puff!”
Magpie: “Mmph!”
Wren: *hoots* “Drive-by puffing!”
Magpie: *dirty look at Yuri* “I wassh guuin tuh shhay fig!”
Kumi: *lips twitch* “Okay, I actually like the shirt, but what’s up with the rest of it? You’re too petite to wear such baggie stuff. You look like the third Olsen twin, for Prada’s sake! Seriously, those girls are rich enough to afford closets, so I don’t know why they have to wear their entire wardrobe at one time.”
Charley (nonplussed): “You lost me at Olsen twin.”
Kumi: “You’re never going to snag a man dressed like that. You got nice boobs. Use ‘em!”
Charley: “I am not sure if I’m more concerned that you’re checking out my boobs, or that you think the only way to ‘snag a man’ is to trick yourself out like some cut-rate nympho.”
Yuri: “Darling, looking your best bolsters your own self-confidence, and any man worth having is attracted to that in a woman. Your appearance is first and foremost for you, because, when it comes down to it, men are not that particular. They like almost anything, as long as it is soft and smells nice.”
Wren: “Amen.”
Magpie: *claps in a lady-like manner, affects a British accent* “Well said, old girl.”
Yuri: *arches brow* “‘Old girl’?”
Magpie (innocently): “Don’t blame me. It’s not my saying.”
Candy (loyally): “I think you’re awesome no matter what you wear, Charley. If you’re happy, I’m happy.”
Charley: “But?”
Candy: “But, uh, an updated look might, you know, get Dane’s attention. *adds quickly* If that’s what you want, of course. I’m not saying that it is…but he pretty much thinks of you as one of the guys right now.”
Charley: *sighs, nervously adjusts her glasses* “Well, this just keeps getting awesomer and awesomer. I look like a dude, and I’m that transparent about my feelings for Dane, huh?”
Fashion Credits
**Any doll enhancements (i.e. freckles, piercings, eye color changes) were done by me unless otherwise stated.**
Charley
Jeans: Bandai – Sakurana
Belt: Volks – Who’s That Girl? – Selfish Line
Shirt: ababietoy (etsy.com)
Sweater: FR2 – Only Natural Fashion
Sneakers: Momoko – Dash! After School
Glasses: Fashion Royalty – Homme – Turning Heads Pierre
Doll is a Morning Dew Giselle, transplanted to a Poppy bod, and re-rooted by the incredible valmaxi!