Tumgik
#new styles
Text
Tumblr media
Crazy character 🤡
5 notes · View notes
fierifiction · 2 years
Video
And then you're gonna knead it though return to Corporeal Life 243 343. Then we add the heavy cream. And then you're gonna get two puffs of Pillsbury's. So I put it on the back of the deck (and let's start the parade), right? I put it in there. Oh, oh I'm a big fan. And then I'm gonna bring back that Pillsbury's. Come and join us. You gotta pull one out right about here? And we're gonna take a spin and spin. Let's get to it.
2 notes · View notes
akibahtmlrgb · 2 years
Text
Tumblr media
Experimenting with a new style, I like the result <('o'<)
2 notes · View notes
arguablysomaya · 1 month
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
he's well-adjusted now
13K notes · View notes
eltoncurtis · 2 months
Text
Introducing Minka's Fashions: A New Era in Style and Elegance
We know the world of women's fashion is constantly evolving. What's on-trend today may be outdated tomorrow. Keeping up with the latest clothing styles is important for retailers targeting fashion-forward customers. That's why I’m thrilled to announce the launch of Minka's Fashions, a new wholesaler bringing effortlessly stylish women's clothing range to retailers across Canada.
Minkas Fashions noticed a gap in reasonably priced women’s clothing for different seasons. It was difficult to find something like that without sacrificing style or quality. Minkas filling that void. Their versatile pieces transition seamlessly from day to night, boardroom to bar. And with wearable silhouettes designed for the modern woman's body, Minkas ensures comfort and confidence from 9-to-5 and beyond.
Key Pieces Defining Minkas’ Debut Collection
Minkas’s inaugural line spotlights both wardrobe essentials and standout pieces. Flowy midi dresses, tailored blazers, and lightweight knits make styling simple. Meanwhile, satin-trimmed joggers, faux-leather moto jackets, and jewel-toned tops update classics with a contemporary edge.
They are dedicated to providing dedication flawless fit means exceptional tailoring across sizes. So bodies of all shapes and sizes look and feel amazing.
Effortless Partner for Retail Success
Minkas Fashions offers more than beautiful, on-trend designs at mid-tier price points. The streamlined wholesale model provides retailers with an effortless way to capture sales. As your wholesale partner, they handle everything from production to fulfillment. Their catalog integrates seamlessly into your product mix. And with direct shipping to your customers, retairs can avoid inventory headaches.
Meanwhile, Minkas Fashions’s seasoned team constantly refreshes options and identifies upcoming trends. This means your shelves stay stocked with pieces women want now. But they also actively solicit retailer feedback for future collections.
Ultimately, Minkas frees you up to focus on client relationships and sourcing complementary items. You can trust they have production, fulfillment, and design handled behind the scenes.
For both business owners and end-consumers, Minka's Fashions means ease of access to elevated everyday wear. They build their reputation by embracing innovation and craftsmanship at every step. Most importantly, understanding profits and sustainability goes hand-in-hand. If you are a retailer, you can definitely explore Minka's Fashions.
0 notes
macleod · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
39K notes · View notes
daeyumi · 3 months
Text
Tumblr media
another meme redraw from twt, i just couldn’t help myself
8K notes · View notes
nipuni · 4 months
Text
Tumblr media
Ten! my love 🥰
A speedpaint video of this will be available at my Patreon on Jan 1st!
10K notes · View notes
reasonsforhope · 4 months
Text
It’s an open secret in fashion. Unsold inventory goes to the incinerator; excess handbags are slashed so they can’t be resold; perfectly usable products are sent to the landfill to avoid discounts and flash sales. The European Union wants to put an end to these unsustainable practices. On Monday, [December 4, 2023], it banned the destruction of unsold textiles and footwear.
“It is time to end the model of ‘take, make, dispose’ that is so harmful to our planet, our health and our economy,” MEP Alessandra Moretti said in a statement. “Banning the destruction of unsold textiles and footwear will contribute to a shift in the way fast fashion manufacturers produce their goods.”
This comes as part of a broader push to tighten sustainable fashion legislation, with new policies around ecodesign, greenwashing and textile waste phasing in over the next few years. The ban on destroying unsold goods will be among the longer lead times: large businesses have two years to comply, and SMEs have been granted up to six years. It’s not yet clear on whether the ban applies to companies headquartered in the EU, or any that operate there, as well as how this ban might impact regions outside of Europe.
For many, this is a welcome decision that indirectly tackles the controversial topics of overproduction and degrowth. Policymakers may not be directly telling brands to produce less, or placing limits on how many units they can make each year, but they are penalising those overproducing, which is a step in the right direction, says Eco-Age sustainability consultant Philippa Grogan. “This has been a dirty secret of the fashion industry for so long. The ban won’t end overproduction on its own, but hopefully it will compel brands to be better organised, more responsible and less greedy.”
Clarifications to come
There are some kinks to iron out, says Scott Lipinski, CEO of Fashion Council Germany and the European Fashion Alliance (EFA). The EFA is calling on the EU to clarify what it means by both “unsold goods” and “destruction”. Unsold goods, to the EFA, mean they are fit for consumption or sale (excluding counterfeits, samples or prototypes)...
The question of what happens to these unsold goods if they are not destroyed is yet to be answered. “Will they be shipped around the world? Will they be reused as deadstock or shredded and downcycled? Will outlet stores have an abundance of stock to sell?” asks Grogan.
Large companies will also have to disclose how many unsold consumer products they discard each year and why, a rule the EU is hoping will curb overproduction and destruction...
Could this shift supply chains?
For Dio Kurazawa, founder of sustainable fashion consultancy The Bear Scouts, this is an opportunity for brands to increase supply chain agility and wean themselves off the wholesale model so many rely on. “This is the time to get behind innovations like pre-order and on-demand manufacturing,” he says. “It’s a chance for brands to play with AI to understand the future of forecasting. Technology can help brands be more intentional with what they make, so they have less unsold goods in the first place.”
Grogan is equally optimistic about what this could mean for sustainable fashion in general. “It’s great to see that this is more ambitious than the EU’s original proposal and that it specifically calls out textiles. It demonstrates a willingness from policymakers to create a more robust system,” she says. “Banning the destruction of unsold goods might make brands rethink their production models and possibly better forecast their collections.”
One of the outstanding questions is over enforcement. Time and again, brands have used the lack of supply chain transparency in fashion as an excuse for bad behaviour. Part of the challenge with the EU’s new ban will be proving that brands are destroying unsold goods, not to mention how they’re doing it and to what extent, says Kurazawa. “Someone obviously knows what is happening and where, but will the EU?”"
-via British Vogue, December 7, 2023
10K notes · View notes
riaki · 5 months
Text
i literally cant stop thinkin’ about highschoolbully!gojo who used to be your ride or die ‘til he started getting attention from those popular jock type guys who are always assholes to everyone. and him being.. well, him means he preens under attention no matter who it’s from, so naturally he started to gravitate towards that group and their little troop of cheerleading fangirls. and then he started distancing from you and without either of you really realizing it, you’ve slipped between the other’s fingers. but the way he acts towards you makes you think he let you fall without moving a muscle to slow you down.
soon enough, a year swings by and by the end of it he’s gone from your life, save as just another face in the gaggle of boys who make crude jokes and laugh at smart kids and pop milk cartoons during lunch just for the hell of it. but you’re minding your own business, ‘cause you’re mature enough to realize that people come and go, no matter how close you might’ve been and you think it’s unfortunate that so many memories could be thrown aside in a blink of an eye, but it makes a lot of sense when you walk past satoru and his friends bullying some random kid. you don’t know him, but you’ve heard enough to realize it’s his girlfriend satoru’s flirting with while his ‘gang’ kick at the kid. and it’s sickening, but you don’t say anything when you walk by.
and when you don’t ever see the kid afterward and catch the dark eyebags under his girlfriend’s eyes, you come to the cruel realization that satoru isn’t the boy who’d bandage the scrape on your knee you got from tripping in the playground or buy you a soda because he’s noticed your sweat when you were walking home and you don’t have any money left on you.
it’s a glass half empty, half full type of situation. on the one hand, you don’t have him anymore. on the other hand, you don’t have him anymore. that is, you lost your best friend, but you’ve also lost someone who has the potential to absolutely ruin your life. and you don’t know whether to be glad or not, so you just mind your own business even if it hurts a little when he ignores you, stops tossing paper at your head in class (unless it’s to embarrass you) and stops walking you to and from school.
but the cherry on top of the shit cake is that he doesn't get it. so when he approaches you in the library one day after satiating the need to tear pages from books and make them into paper airplanes to throw at people, he doesn't seem to understand why you try to ignore him, or put off his attempts to hold a convo. but the worst part is that he's just sleazy and clueless about it. it's like he took an eraser and wiped every single year of your friendship off the chalkboard with one fell swipe, and you wish he'd done that too to the less-than-appropriate messages he and his friends had written towards one of your classmates.
he doesn't understand why you're hesitant to talk, and that's what makes it the worst. he always thinks he's in the right, and he keeps setting you off and it sucks that he knows exactly what sets you off. "i'm an asshole? what're you talking about? really, you're in over your head. you never change." he laughs, and you ignore him, and he gets bored, and he's about to leave when he spots your wallet open next to your book, on the table. there's a polaroid peeking out, and he recognizes the tufts of white hair to be him. but there's a weird feeling in his chest, and he thinks he gets it from you, so he leaves because he thinks you're weird.
and it goes on; you practically become a nobody in satoru's eyes, because of that weird, weird feeling you give him. it's unfamiliar and he's never gotten it before and he doesn't like it. but it's unavoidable when your professor pairs you two for the end-of-term project. and of course, you're ready to do all the work, because that's how it always was between you when you were kids. but sometimes he'd surprise you by helping, and he'd show you that he was actually intelligent just to earn your praise because he liked it. but he ignored you, and you did everything, and it would've been okay if not for his friends egging him on to present your entire project when the day came and leave you with no content for a grade.
that's the first time it hits him: does he really want to do that? but it's not like it'll be the first time; you've always taken the hits for him, because you're naturally smart and you'll pick yourself back up in no time, and you get why he does it, so it'll be okay. so he agrees, and he enjoys the time he gets to spend with you through it, but the nagging weird feeling that blooms in his chest like a pesky weed only grows stronger. that's all his feelings ever seem to do around you.
but before you know it, presentation day swings around. you had coffee this morning (on his card), and you're ready enough to shoot him a small smile that sends his heart a-flutter. so you go up, feeling up to the task and ready until— he starts talking, and talking, and talking, and people don't think that he's taking your words out of your mouth because he's intelligent when he wants to make you praise him and you don't get the chance to get a word in and you notice the guys are laughing and hitting each other's shoulders to themselves in the upper rows and before you know it it's over. people are clapping but moreso they're looking at you and they're whispering— but it's terribly loud and they don't bother to hide it. they call you things that shouldn't bother you but they do anyway, because it's satoru's fault, and you're such a fool for thinking you could have it your way again.
so you leave class early, excusing yourself and ignoring the way your professor gives you a distasteful look and scribbles something next to your name. you're out the door in a second, neglecting your bags and satoru's a little lost because— didn't he just do good? people were clapping, and laughing with him and not at him, but it's attention either way so he doesn't mind. so why do you? why did you look at him like he stabbed you in the back? and his friends are calling his name, and he wishes he could chase after you and do something but he doesn't.
and it's a little sickening what they do next; one of their girls grabbed your bags and tossed it to them, and they've started rifling through it as if they own it, tearing up your shit and dumping everything onto the ground and he's kind of just... glued to the chair by his feelings. his heart feels like it's been patched together and the weird fuzzy feeling he had in his chest that's been cultivating has extinguished to be replaced with something he realizes he's only ever felt when it comes to you— guilt.
he's so lost in his thoughts that he doesn't realize his friend is silently offering him something— nudging his side to get his attention. he takes it without really realizing he moved his hand, and his silent friend with the gauges in his ears and the dark hair gets up and leaves without another word. when satoru looks down, he realizes he's been given your wallet. "the reward for betraying your baby," they call it. like all you're worth is the money in your account.
he's a little curious. that's how he's always been; asking you questions, rummaging through your stuff, laughing sheepishly and shaking it off when you caught him red-handed. so he opens it up, ignoring your sad little cards and the funny look on your license. he's looking for something, subconsciously; but he doesn't find it. there's no white tuft of hair to suggest his presence in your life; just empty black leather. nothing else.
and he doesn't see you after. or the following day. or the following weeks; weeks that turn into months that turn into the end of school and he's graduating but you're not by his side. and neither are his so called 'friends'; the only thing he has to their name is your own ruined friendship. it's a shame; he feels alone. very alone. no fuzzy weird feeling, not even that thing people call guilt. no attention to chase, and connections are ever harder to make. it shouldn'tve mattered that much, right? it was just a presentation. why wouldn't you just come back to him like you always did? were you not still friends...?
but the blood is still on his hands, and he doesn't manage to ever wash it off. guilt has a way of festering; of weighing on the heart 'till there's nothing left to feel or think but unfortunate circumstance and what could've been done differently. it just sucks that he never tried hard enough to keep you from slipping between his grasp. and now, he doesn't even have a polaroid to your friendship's name.
pt.2
10K notes · View notes
8-0mph · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media
The Dead One
20K notes · View notes
deepthoughtswithdeeps · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media
Scrat from Ice age 🐿️
1 note · View note
nyc-looks · 1 month
Text
Tumblr media
Tiwana, 48
“I like to create my own style. I love to be different and make people smile when they look at me. It makes my heart happy because I don’t know what anyone is going through. I love stuffies and butterflies. Now I’m am wearing a Nike jacket and teddy bear crocs and teddy bear purse made by me. I love to create anything I put my mind to. Hairstyle is done by me as well.”
Mar 12, 2024 ∙ Hell’s Kitchen
7K notes · View notes
nouverx · 8 months
Text
Tumblr media
OPLA has been out for a week and I'm already praying for a season 2 I WANT TO SEE ALABASTA LIVE ACTION PLS
10K notes · View notes
bbbbbbbbatman · 4 months
Text
Here’s how I want robin in the next battinson movie:
The very first scene is Bruce and tiny Dick Grayson sitting across from each other at the dining table, staring each other down in silence, both clearly grumpy about it. Alfred is in the background watching them with concern. The silence lasts about 20 seconds before Dick speaks.
“Let me fight crime.” (said with all the petulance of a pouty 10 year old)
Bruce replies immediately. “No.” (this is clearly an ongoing argument)
Immediately cut to the next scene where Dick, wearing the iconic Robin suit, is having the time of his life swinging across the city while Bruce frantically tries to keep up with him while yelling at him to be careful like an anxious mother
8K notes · View notes
calocreek · 3 months
Text
Tumblr media
"Y'know I've been playing this game for 20 years..."
"20 years? You can hardly even tell!"
5K notes · View notes