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“Heat Seekers” Adriana Lima, Esther Canadas, and by Ellen Von Unwerth for Vogue UK, June 1999
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misstangshan95 · 10 months
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Sonic and Amy are the 'Posh & Becks' of the Internet 😂💙🩷📸🔍
👀 I'm sorry guys that you are always the hot topic... They just wanted to go out for a lovely meal together 😫🍝🍰🍷🍾Sonic is not amused.. Protecting Amy shielding her from the paps...
was gonna have her whisper "Psst can I clobber them now" to Sonic 😂🔨
Haha this was a fun one, I watched a David Beckham Documentary on Netflix and said "Sonic & Amy are them!" how some people hate Victoria being with David ,is like people scolding Amy & Sonic... alot of controversy! Around a bloody pink and blue hedgehog! .. I think they are simply fabulous together 🩷💙🔥
Poses reference from an actual photograph of Posh and Becks in the tabloid.
They obviously have kept their love affair secret as Amy tries to hide her engagement ring from the public 💍🫢🤫
Mock up of the UK magazine Heat, Vogue and vanity fair magazines in America🇬🇧🇺🇸📄
lil Easter eggs in there too 😂
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productomag · 2 years
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‘frozen heat’
clemence loe photographed by damien krisl for vogue uk, november 2022
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frootyrooties · 2 years
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CH 2: VOGUE PT. I
plot: American photographer Leah Walker is ecstatic when she’s presented with the opportunity to spend the summer of 1975 in Stockport, UK to take photographs of local English groups. Given her history of taking photos of big acts such as The Rolling Stones and The Doors, she is taken by surprise when told that her first clients will be the up and coming Manchester-based group, 10cc, who have kept a low-profile until recently, after gaining worldwide stardom from their hit I’m Not In Love. Leah knows little about the group and gets acquainted fairly quickly, but what she doesn’t know is how much trouble she’s about to get herself into with the group’s beloved lead guitarist, Eric Stewart. She has all summer, come to think of it. The possibilities are endless.
themes: playfulness, hothead Stewart, insinuating rivalry between group members, flirting, some fluff
a/n: I am dividing this chapter in two parts, with the latter being where most of the action happens. I've decided to do this because honestly, I've been going through severe writer's block and running out of tasty ideas. Not to worry, they'll come to me in part two.
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“Hi..you alright, beautiful?”
“Should we get on with it, then?” Eric poses the question to the group, exchanging dazed looks with his mates fishing  for a response. 
“What’s that?” Lol sounds oblivious, furrowing his brows at Eric.
“Are you daft, Laurence?! The photoshoot, man!” Eric responds matter-of-factly, sounding slightly irritable. 
“Just asking a simple question, Stewart. No need to be ornery..Christ. And stop calling me Laurence! You know I don’t like being called that!” Lol exclaims in an aggravated tone. He rolls his eyes in dismay at Eric’s sarcastic remark.      
Eric glares at Lol, his face turning a slight serosanguineous color. “You know what, I’ve got a good mind to thum-” 
There is increased tension in Eric’s tone. I find myself growing slightly aggravated at this somewhat hostile interaction. I decide to interject. 
“Okay, that’s enough!” My command is solid and firm, “why don’t we just get this over with? We’re wasting valuable time and I’d hate to keep you all here longer than you need to. You can reconcile your differences once we’re through here.” 
The four men crane their heads toward me, gaping at me and seemingly flabbergasted by my audacity. We all stand in momentary silence, exchanging dumbfounded looks. I glare at each of them, feeling some convection of heat in my face.  I’m feeling irritable at the moment. I will NOT be babysitting a bunch of grown men.       
Eric takes a stride towards me with swagger, something I have been keenly observing. He smirks at me, his eyes adhered to mine. A little deviant. This one’s going to be trouble, I can tell already.    
I stand with my arms crossed and head turned to the side, avoiding his gaze to my aggravation. Eric is standing just inches away from my face. I take in his body heat as he firmly clasps his hands on my shoulders. He places a finger under my chin, gently shifting my head to face him. He searches my eyes with his and succeeds. 
“Hi..you alright, beautiful?” His boyish smile instantly remedies my temper. A lump travels down my throat as I shudder under his gaze. 
Beautiful? Oh he’s funny..he thinks he can just sweet talk his way out of this. However, I’d be lying if I said this term of endearment coming from him didn’t have an effect on me. 
“Yes. I’m fine, Eric. Now can we please get started?” My voice cracks as I attempt to control the mild fluttering in my stomach. Tension leaves my face as I meet his gaze. 
“There, there now..this is just how the lads and I talk to each other sometimes. Sorry, did we frighten you?” His tone is reassuring. Like a clairvoyant with a keen ability to tap into human emotion, it seems as though he can read this tense feeling I’m having at the moment. He remedies my affliction by gently rubbing my upper arms, and as he does this I feel tension gradually exiting every inch of my body. His touch is soothing, and I’m finding it difficult to resist sinking into his arms yet I somehow manage to maintain integrity.       
I peel away from Eric’s hold. I strive to maintain composure. I shut my eyes momentarily, running my fingers through my hair. I inhale deeply and exhale–one slowed, controlled, meaningful breath. I bring my hands together and smile broadly at the men as I collect my thoughts.
“Now, are we ready for some nice pictures, fellas?” I glance at Eric. He smiles at me timidly, like a school-aged child who’s just received a wholehearted compliment from his teacher for the first time. 
“Absolutely!” 
“I was born ready!” 
“I didn’t dress to kill today for no reason now, did I?
“I have been looking forward to this all day.” 
They strike me with their commentaries in a rapid-fire fashion. Listening to them rave about the photoshoot with such enthusiasm overwhelms me with joy. My mood is uplifted, considering how irritable I was just moments ago. I smile at the men gleefully as I listen to their banter about how one is perhaps the best dressed for the occasion–an amusing interaction to say the least. 
“Oi, lads! Before we get started, I suppose we should get better acquainted with our lovely photographer. After all, she still is very much a stranger to us.” Lol says this matter-of-factly, darting his head towards me. His face brightens as he grins at me widely.  
“An interrogation.” Eric shoots a glance at me from the corner of his eye, smirking. 
An interrogation?! Well I certainly did not sign up for this..
“Lol’s right you know. I think it’s only fair that we get to know a bit more about..you. If that’s alright with you, of course.” Eric places emphasis on the word you.  I feel as though he’s prodding me on purpose, and he’s found the perfect opportunity for me to be vulnerable and be an open book to them..to him. I certainly could be overanalyzing his intentions, and my thought process may even be a bit delusional, but a girl can only speculate. What baffles me most is why these men seem invested in scrutinizing my rather uneventful life story. Whatever the reason is beyond me, but I feel obligated to feed their curiosity now that they’ve opened up this portal. 
“Very well then. Shall we take this discussion somewhere more..private, if you will? I prefer that my personal business be discussed just amongst us and not with the rest of the world.” I demand an accommodation since they’ve so graciously requested to know the details about my parody of a life. 
“Of course, of course! Anything for you, love.” Eric glances at me, he is beaming with boyish allure that’s gradually growing on me. Charming. 
“Right this way, come with me.” He leads the way into a small, secluded section in the rehearsal room. The rest of us follow him like a parade of baby geese following their mother. 
I quickly study the area. From first glance, the area looks neat, organized and free of clutter–surprising, considering this is practically a playground for young musicians that presumably indulge in some raucous behavior in their spare time. Oddly enough, I feel proud of them for keeping this place in pristine condition. Minimal furniture present–I note the bright red, horseshoe-shaped sectional and the large black round coffee table stationed in the middle. I turn my attention to the two clear ashtrays, a couple half empty bottles of scotch, the open box of Winstons and four diamond-cut whiskey glasses sitting on top. Rockstars by trade. 
“Please have a seat.” Eric pulls up the hem of his denim jeans before sinking into the sofa. The three others follow suit and sit to his right. 
I want to maintain professional boundaries. They sit on one end of the sofa while I settle myself on the opposite end. With the coffee table separating me and the men, I feel that this is a comfortable distance. For some odd reason, I feel like I’m at a job interview–this is almost reminiscent to the day I sat to interview with Dan for this job 5 years ago. Only difference was we were seated in the two suede love seats he had in his office–I should say has because he still has them things in there. 
“Lovely studio, by the way. It’s nice to know you crazy kids are able to keep this place up despite all your antics.” I say this jokingly of course. The American in me all too often resorts to sarcasm as a way to break tension–at times a strength, other times a weakness. 
Graham chuckles, glancing at me with sleepy eyes. A tiny smile interrupts his blunted expression. I am just now noticing his lengthy eyelashes. They complement those dreamy, dark brown eyes of his. Oh he’s gorgeous. His dreamy eyes, his slick, black curls, his slim figure, his nonchalant demeanor–he is every photographer’s dream, I think he’d do well as a fashion model in my honest opinion. 
“Mm..yes. Eric and I are keen on orderliness and unfortunately, we’ve had to constantly keep up with the mess that these two lunatics make.” Graham is matter-of-fact, glaring at Kevin and Lol. 
“Right. And we’re not going to repeat the story of how they left this place in shambles last week after play fighting with string cheese and meat pies. Looked like a tornado tore this place apart..empty beer bottles, meat pie remnants, traces of cheese and shaving cream all over the damn floor. Man was it a sight! You just had to be there.” Eric tuts. He narrows his eyes at Kevin and Lol, shaking his head in dismay, “Graham and I are always babysitting these two fools.” 
“Oi! We did too clean up after ourselves, Eric!” Lol sounds like an exasperated young child who’s just been scolded by his mother for misbehaving. 
“We were tired and we were bored out of our minds so we wanted to have a bit of fun. Lol and I had our thrill, but I can assure everyone here that we enjoyed responsibly by cleaning up our own mess, otherwise we wouldn’t have heard the end of it from Susie Day over here.” Kevin rolls his eyes at Eric. 
“Sod off, Godley! You’re not any better than Lol and you know it! In fact, you’re far worse sometimes!” Eric scoffs at Kevin’s tongue-in-cheek remark. 
Eric swipes the box of Winstons from the coffee table. He slides a cigarette out from the box and a lighter from his jean pocket, then anchors the cigarettes between his lips. He quickly produces a tiny flame with one effortless flick of the sparkwheel with his expert thumb. He leans his head into the flame to burn the tobacco. He takes a puff from the cigarette, then exhales a steady stream of smoke into the studio air. 
Eric leans his cigarette against an ash tray and presents me the small carton, smirking at me. “Would you like one?”
He rises from the sofa and takes a stroll towards me and introduces the small carton of pure nicotine to me. I stare into the box mindlessly. Cancer sticks. I have never had a single cigarette in my life, but today I’m feeling bold.
“I would love one, thank you Mr. Eric.” 
I withdraw a cigarette from the box and he ignites a flame with his lighter once again. I lean my cigarette into it, locking eyes with him. He smiles at me timidly. I study his eyes–they’re a gorgeous light brown color. I take note of how they glisten when the light hits them from the perfect angle. His partially disheveled hair suits him well–it enhances his attractiveness. His curtain bangs fall perfectly over the corners of his eyes, just enough that I can still catch a glimpse of them. The subtle rose color that blush his cheeks is becoming more prominent as he takes in the mild heat from my cigarette. He is breathtakingly gorgeous and undeniably photogenic. He is a model client, and one that photographers would absolutely rave about. Rare beauty as we like to call it. 
As a photographer, the skill of ascertaining beauty in certain individuals makes me sound superficial and perhaps even biased, but indeed it is a skill that is core to the profession and one that requires a lot of time and patience to master. Of note, there’s a kind of beauty that appeals to me. The ability to identify this type of beauty is a skill I’ve acquired as a novice photographer–most consider me seasoned at this point in my career, but frankly speaking, I consider myself a novice. I have much to learn still. 
I take a hit off my cigarette then crane my head up to face Eric. I expel a cloud of smoke into his face, smirking at him. I feel like playing a little game with you, Mr. Stewart. His face grows more smug as the traveling smolder gently collides into his face. 
“Rookie.” He raises an eyebrow at me, maintaining his smug expression. He looks rather sultry. 
“Is that a compliment or an insult, Mr. Stewart?” I gaze up at him, smiling broadly,  “you may choose to answer that only after everyone else is through with their questions. Now, would you please be seated? I believe you and your mates had some inquiries about me?” My tone is direct. Of course, this is not my first rodeo and providing redirection is an art that I seem to have acquired naturally as a photographer.  
Giving direction is a constant struggle for us photographers, especially when working with unhinged rockstars. I’m still trying to gauge these ones, however. I can’t quite tell just yet whether or not they’ll be trouble, the lot of them. 
“So bossy..” Eric playfully rolls his eyes, shaking his head. He turns around to tread back over to the sofa and sinks into the cushioned furnishing. 
Eric takes his partially burned cigarette then anchors it between his fingers. He takes a hit off it then leans it back against the ashtray. He leans over the coffee table, sliding over one of the whiskey glasses closer to him. He proceeds to swipe the bottle of scotch and unscrews the top then pours some of the liquor into his glass, about a shot’s worth so it appears. After pouring his desired amount of beverage, he glances at me from the corner of his eye. The look he keeps giving me is rather alluring, if I didn’t have any self-control I’d be swooning. 
“Care for some scotch, hm?” Eric raises an eyebrow at me, his tone seemingly coaxing me to agree to the offer. 
“Oh that sounds lovely. I would love some, please.” My smile is demure. He and the rest of the group have been more than accommodating to me thus far, it’s overwhelming to say the least. 
Eric pours a shot’s worth of liquor into a whiskey glass and delivers the glass to me. 
I look up at him with an infectious smile. 
“A gentleman and a scholar.” I lean my cigarette against the ashtray and proceed to steal the glass from him, then raise it as if making a congratulatory toast. I take a sip of the alcohol. 
He slides back into the sofa. Raising his glass, he smiles broadly at me.
“And a woman with class.” he winks at me as he takes a sip of his beverage. 
That fluttering sensation in my stomach is back. My teeth sink into my lower lip as I feel the temperature in my cheeks rise gradually. 
“Well, lads? Questions? For the lady?” Lol inquires the group, raising his brows as he glances at his peers. 
“Where in America are you from, exactly?” Graham bravely initiates the query. 
“Brooklyn. New York.”
“Is that right? I heard only the best tasting pizza in the world comes from New York.” Eric is quick with his remark. 
“Why’s it always about food with you, Stewart?” Kevin scoffs, rolling his eyes at Eric. 
“Do you always have to be so-” 
“Next question, please!” I interject before any bickering ensues. 
“Oh yes, do you have a favor-” 
“What makes you happy?” Eric interjects Lol, locking eyes with me. 
A lump travels down my throat. I drag my hand across the sofa deliberately, feeling its soft, velvety texture to ease my nerves. I take another sip of liquor. I smile at him genially. 
“My family. My work family. My friends. Photography..my clients. They make me happy. I get to capture people’s most candid moments. And what I see in them..I see passion, devotion and at times even frustration. But that right there is the very thing that lured me into photography. People allow me to capture their most vulnerable moments. That’s what I love most about my profession and to see that side of people is what makes me happy.” That was perhaps a little more than what needed to be said but it was a well thought out response, in my opinion. 
“That sounds lovely.” Eric gives me a boyish smile. He has not peeled his gaze off me. 
“And what about you, Mr. Stewart? What makes you happy?” 
He sits in silence for a moment while he takes a sip of liquor. 
“Well I do fancy what I do around here in the studio and being in the company of these three hooligans. There’s never a dull moment.” Eric playfully nudges Lol. 
I chuckle at Eric’s response. He maintains a fixed gaze on me as he takes another sip of liquor. It seems as though this entire interaction has grossly been about us, with the other three men being our fervent audience. 
“Now, what’s all this about?” Jonathan appears unexpectedly. His tone is scornful. 
“Jonathan darlin’, we were just wanting to get to know the girl! She’s been such a delight to have around.” Lol grins brightly at Jonathan. 
“Fraternizing with the photographer, eh?” Jonathan shoots his eyes at me, giving me a smoldering look, “might I suggest that you youngsters continue this little hubbub after you’re through with the shoot? It’s getting a bit late, lads.” Jonathan shifts to a more father-like tone. 
The men collectively sigh and grumble indistinctly, seemingly disapproving of Jonathan’s suggestion. 
Eric cranes his head towards me, ogling me from head to toe, “I suppose.” 
“Alright fellas, who’s ready for some candid shots?” 
“Me! Me! Me!” Kevin and Lol frantically wave an arm up in the air like school-aged children desperate to answer the teacher’s question. 
“Ma’am, I am ready for my beauty shots.” Eric proclaims, striking multiple ridiculous poses. 
I giggle at his playfulness. “Fine. Let’s get on with this finally, shall we?” 
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getyourhomedecor · 28 days
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Are Oriental Rugs Worth It?
In the realm of home décor, oriental rugs attract respect and attention, but are they really worth the money? Because of their durability and potential for value appreciation, they are highly valued as material representations of craftsmanship and history.
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Oriental carpets that are handcrafted and in good condition can be excellent investments, albeit not all of them increase in value with time. Each rug's distinct designs and knots highlight the maker's artistry and cultural background, and with proper care, they can last for multiple generations. An Oriental rug's authenticity, material quality, and skilled craftsmanship define its worth; expert appraisals are essential for insurance and resale. If you want to buy green rugs UK, visit The Rug Shop UK.
Reasons Why Oriental Rugs Are Worth It?
1. Décor for Different Generations:
An Oriental rug that is handcrafted can outlive you by many years. Beautiful antiques that have been in families for generations make up a large portion of these rugs. They are frequently handed down as priceless family heirlooms and, with proper maintenance, can endure for decades.
2. Cosy And Elegant:
It's true that an oriental rug can lower your home's heating expenses! Wool rugs help prevent drafts on wood floors and can lower your heating costs because heat won't escape as rapidly.  Better yet, it will accomplish this without sacrificing the style of your interior decor.
3. Durable:
Handmade with a high knot density from wool, silk, and cotton, premium oriental carpets guarantee both beauty and longevity.
4. Great Art Is Always in Vogue:
Purchasing an Oriental or Persian rug is an investment in a unique work of art rather than merely a rug. Since the resources available to artists vary greatly from one place to another, each artwork they create is unique from the others. Each artist works with the materials that they have on hand.
5. Starter for a conversation:
Every Oriental rug has a backstory, encompassing the place of manufacture, the significance of the motifs, and the sources of inspiration the weaver must have drawn upon to produce the designs. Individuals who recognize and comprehend this, and value every discussion their Oriental rug has sparked.
6. Ecologically Viable:
The best of these carpets are the ideal eco-décor for people who desire something that is both attractive and environmentally sustainable because they are produced from natural and biodegradable materials without the use of chemical derivatives in their dyes.
7. Symbol of Status:
Buying something for their house is one way that some people show the world that they've "made it." This kind of interior design is frequently seen as a status signal for people who possess excellent taste and creative flair.
8. Beneficial To The World Economy:
Buying a hand-made Oriental or Persian rug not only gets you something useful, but it also helps people who live in remote areas support their families.
9. Simple To Keep Up:
To keep it looking great, give it a short shake, a little broom brush, or an incredibly gentle vacuum. The only rugs that might need more frequent cleaning are those stored in high-activity areas.
10. A Piece of Investment:
Oriental rugs are genuinely expensive décor items. These carpets haven't just come off a production line someplace. The best rugs, which are regarded as antiques, are shown in museums across the globe. Purchasing an authentic Oriental rug is similar to making an investment that will eventually yield large rewards.
The Oriental Rug Investment Value:
Investing in an Oriental rug means purchasing a work of art that will hopefully appreciate in value, rather than just a decorative accent for your house. An Oriental rug that has been stored carefully can appreciate in value over time, much like a fine wine. This appraisal is greatly influenced by elements including the rug's age, demand for its pattern, and condition. For example, pre-World War I rugs, like Persian and Caucasian rugs, are highly prized and can fetch prices of $150 to $200 per square foot or more.
But bear in mind that not all Oriental rugs increase in value over time or to the same extent. Even while machine-made rugs might lose up to half of their initial cost, handmade, handwoven rugs can keep their worth significantly better. Therefore, purchasing an Oriental rug should be more about enjoying its beauty and craftsmanship than it should be about worrying about its potential value growth. This offers possible benefits for future generations and guarantees satisfaction even in the event that the value does not improve sufficiently.
The Factor of Durability: A Rug for Generations to Come:
Oriental rugs are renowned for their durability and strength. They have several knots in each square inch and are hand-woven from cotton, silk, and wool. These rugs can endure for decades, even over a century, with the right maintenance. Therefore, you are investing in something that may be passed down through the centuries as a family heritage when you purchase an Oriental rug, rather than just purchasing it for yourself.
There are elements other than material quality that influence how long an Oriental rug lasts. It is also very significant how properly you care for it. Hand-knotted carpets, for example, are well-known for their durability, lasting up to 80 years or more with proper care. Hand-tufted rugs, which are occasionally mistaken for hand-knotted ones, typically last 20 years.
Upkeep and Handling: Safeguarding Your Investment:
Oriental carpets need to be regularly maintained and cared for to retain their beauty and worth, just like any other precious object. This includes:
-Vacuuming gently
-Spot cleaning when required
-Maintaining the fringes' health requires taking extra care of them, getting them professionally cleaned every 12 to 18 months, and keeping them out of direct sunlight.
For complete cleaning without the risk of damage, professional in-plant cleaning services are advised for handmade carpets, particularly antique or sentimentally significant ones. For regular maintenance, spot-clean rugs using a vinegar and baking soda mixture; for fabrics like cotton, use mild dishwashing solutions to clean the dirtier-looking fringes.
If your rug needs to be stored, be sure to adhere to these guidelines:
-Before storing the rug, give it a thorough cleaning.
-Tightly roll the rug to avoid creases and damage.
-Use breathable materials to cover the rug, like muslin fabric or cotton sheets.
-Keep the rug somewhere dry, well-ventilated, and climate-controlled.
-The rug should be exposed to sunshine on a regular basis to avoid mould growth, insect damage, and fibre deformation.
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Best boiler brands manufacturer
When it comes to keeping your home warm and comfortable, choosing the right boiler is crucial. With so many brands and models available on the market, it can be overwhelming to determine which one is best for your needs. In this guide, we’ll explore some of the top boiler brands and manufacturers known for their reliability, efficiency, and customer satisfaction. Whether you’re replacing an old boiler or installing a new system, understanding the strengths of these leading brands can help you make an informed decision.
1. Worcester Bosch
Overview: Worcester Bosch is a name synonymous with quality in the heating industry. As one of the most recognized and trusted boiler manufacturers in the UK, Worcester Bosch has won multiple awards, including Which? Best Buy awards, for its outstanding products.
Why Choose Worcester Bosch?
Reliability: Worcester Bosch boilers are known for their reliability and long lifespan. They are engineered to the highest standards, ensuring they can withstand the rigors of daily use.
Energy Efficiency: Many of their models boast impressive energy efficiency ratings, with some combi boilers achieving up to 94% efficiency, helping to reduce energy bills.
Customer Service: The brand is also praised for its excellent customer service and comprehensive warranties, often extending up to 10 years.
Range: Worcester Bosch offers a wide range of combi, system, and regular boilers to suit different home sizes and heating needs.
Popular Models:
Greenstar 25i: Ideal for small to medium-sized homes, this combi boiler offers high efficiency and is easy to install and operate.
Greenstar 8000 Life: A premium model that combines modern design with top-tier performance, suitable for larger homes.
2. Vaillant
Overview: Vaillant is another leading boiler manufacturer with a reputation for innovation and quality. With over 140 years of experience in the heating industry, Vaillant has become a trusted brand across Europe and beyond.
Why Choose Vaillant?
Innovation: Vaillant is known for its commitment to innovation, incorporating the latest technology to improve boiler efficiency and ease of use.
Quiet Operation: Many Vaillant boilers are designed to operate quietly, making them ideal for homes where noise reduction is a priority.
Eco-Friendly: Vaillant focuses on producing environmentally friendly boilers that not only save energy but also reduce carbon emissions.
Comprehensive Support: Vaillant offers excellent customer support and extensive warranties, ensuring peace of mind for homeowners.
Popular Models:
3. Ideal Boilers
Overview: Ideal Boilers has been a staple in the UK heating industry for over a century, offering a range of reliable and cost-effective boilers. The brand is known for its user-friendly designs and strong customer service.
Why Choose Ideal Boilers?
Affordability: Ideal Boilers are competitively priced, making them a popular choice for homeowners looking for a balance between cost and quality.
Ease of Installation: Ideal Boilers are designed with the installer in mind, ensuring that the installation process is straightforward and hassle-free.
Compact Design: Many Ideal models are compact, making them suitable for homes with limited space.
Strong Warranties: Ideal offers long warranties on many of their models, often extending up to 10 years, which reflects the brand’s confidence in its products.
Popular Models:
Logic C30: A versatile combi boiler that is ideal for smaller homes or flats, offering good performance and efficiency at a reasonable price.
Vogue Max C32: A premium model that combines high efficiency with a sleek design, suitable for larger properties.
4. Baxi
Overview: Baxi is another well-respected name in the boiler industry, known for its high-quality and efficient products. With over 150 years of experience, Baxi has built a strong reputation for producing reliable and energy-efficient boilers.
Why Choose Baxi?
Energy Efficiency: Baxi boilers are designed to be highly efficient, helping homeowners save on their energy bills while reducing their carbon footprint.
Compact and Flexible: Baxi offers a range of compact models that are perfect for homes where space is at a premium.
Strong Warranty Options: Baxi provides comprehensive warranty options, ensuring that homeowners are protected in case of any issues.
Customer Support: Baxi has a strong network of customer support, including nationwide coverage for servicing and repairs.
Popular Models:
5. Glow-worm
Overview: Glow-worm, part of the Vaillant Group, offers a range of affordable and reliable boilers. With over 80 years of experience, Glow-worm has become a go-to brand for homeowners looking for quality on a budget.
Why Choose Glow-worm?
Affordability: Glow-worm boilers are reasonably priced, making them an appealing choice for budget-conscious homes. 
Reliable Performance: Despite their lower price point, Glow-worm boilers are known for their reliability and solid performance.
Compact Options: Glow-worm offers several compact models that are ideal for smaller homes or apartments.
Customer Support: Being part of the Vaillant Group, Glow-worm benefits from the same high level of customer support and service.
Popular Models:
Energy 30kW Combi: A compact and efficient combi boiler that provides reliable heating and hot water, suitable for smaller to medium-sized homes.
Ultimate 30kW Combi: This model offers a good balance of efficiency and performance at an affordable price, making it a popular choice for those on a budget.
Conclusion
Choosing the right boiler brand is a key decision that can impact your home’s comfort, energy efficiency, and long-term heating costs. Brands like Worcester Bosch, Vaillant, Ideal Boilers, Baxi, and Glow-worm have all built solid reputations for delivering reliable, efficient, and user-friendly products.
When selecting a boiler, consider your specific needs, such as the size of your home, your heating and hot water demands, and your budget. It's also important to consider the long-term benefits, such as energy savings and warranty coverage, which can add significant value over time.
Remember, while the initial cost is important, investing in a high-quality, efficient boiler from a reputable brand can provide peace of mind and savings in the long run. By choosing the right boiler for your home, you can ensure a warm, comfortable, and energy-efficient living environment for years to come.
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tigerbear-thv · 1 year
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KTH NEWS ISSUE NO. 3 (4th week of July)
V FASHION FILM for Celine on Esquire Korea
On the 29th, Esquire Korea surprised the world, on their Youtube channel and Instagram profile, with 3 short episodes of a Fashion Film with Taehyung as the main focus, modeling and looking absolutely handsome wearing Celine.
Each episode shows Taehyung in completely different outfits, them all connected by his unique gaze, along with a different captions given by the magazine:
(the links to the Instagram reels are linked on the names of the episodes)
Episode 1: The one who overwhelms time and space with just a step. The one comes right at us. Who could that be? We’ve met V who perfectly pulls off the Celine Homme Winter 2023. The very beginning of the journey is here.
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Episode 2: The 54th outfit from the Celine Homme Winter 2023 runway. Fishnet top, leather jacket, and fur coat. These totally different material pieces reach out to be sensual through V. His very own language delivers Celine’s message clearly only with a look and gesture.
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Episode 3: The red military jacket in the Celine Homme Winter 2023 seems to have been designed for V. This was the perfect match for the iconic one with the world on his palm. Let V’s look drag us into the world where he takes control.
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The more extensive and clearer 4K video is available on the Esquire YouTube channel!
Along with that, Taehyung shared the reels from Esquire directly on his stories, provoking that in only some hours the 3 episodes surpassed 10M views!
Christmas Tree and Sweet Night
“Sweet Night” surpassed 320 million streams on Spotify
The song, composed by V for the k-drama Itaewon Class, achieved on its moment of release…
Perfect ALL KILL on the Korean music charts.
Hit number 1 on iTunes in 119 countries.
Entered and topped the iTunes Top Song Charts the US, UK and Japan.
Source: Starnews Korea (Trans: Thv Clouth on twt)
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Talking about “Sweet Night”, after 607 days, it has now become the 27th longest-charting songs of all-time on Spotify South Korea surpassing IU's “Celebrity”!
"Christmas Tree" is now the most streamed K-OST in Spotify’s history, surpassing V’s own song "Sweet Night"
It’s Taehyung vs. Taehyung basically. I love this.
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Anticipation for KTH 1 keeps growing!
K-Media reports that the anticipation from worldwide fans for V’s solo album and debut is growing, showcasing his enhanced skills with a distinctive blend of classical and lyrical influences, his unmatched baritone voice, and a wide range of musical styles.
Also, about the music itself that we can expect from his album, it was said that "It's different from BTS's music, it's hotter than the heat of summer.”
Source: Starnews Korea (Trans: Thv Perú and The Purple Herald, both on twt)
Taehyung here, there and everywhere
Eric Nam on Vogue Singapore
During the interview, Eric chose Taehyung as his ideal member if he could assemble a dream k-pop group. He said "We're going to take V because V and I go way back. V is just V. We don't really need to explain that".
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Eric and Taehyung have been friends since 2016. In this picture you can see Eric Nam, Tae and Honne.
Also, in a podcast from 2019, Eric shared an anecdote about an occasion when Tae visited his home and requested Eric to cook for him. Consequently, he prepared pasta.
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Kim Youngdae, a popular music critic, on KTH 1
The music critic revealed that he listened to a few tracks from Taehyung's solo album 2 months ago.
He expressed, “I believe you'll be pleasantly taken aback! It appears to be an exciting revelation from the vocalist known as V. While there are recognizable aspects of V's style, I must say, 'Ah.. you'll be amazed by the way it's presented.' Firstly, the music itself is exceptional. V's enchanting voice retains its charm. In BTS songs, there's a specific manner of interpretation, but in this album, it's refreshingly unrestrained and utterly natural. Now, here's the real surprise – this album stands out for a particular reason; it's not a collaboration.”
Source and translation: The Purple Herald on twt
Jeff Benjamin, Kpop Columnist at Billboard, posted about Taehyung’s Cartier ambassadorship as well as the anticipation of Taehyung’s upcoming solo album!
On his Twitter and Instragram, the columnist said about Taehyung
“V of BTS has been named the latest global brand ambassador for Cartier and face of the French luxury jeweler's new Panthère de Cartier campaign. The bold first shot of the campaign has been revealed, leading to reports that the Cartier website crashed and the $26,700 necklace that V models made of made of white gold, diamonds, onyx and emeralds has completely sold out
• ’V is a dancer, musician and art lover who has a solid personality and sense of making choices driven by his own creativity, and with only his own style and elegance. When it came to embodying the magnetism and aura of the panther, our choice naturally fell on V. He has the look and strength of character...a personality whose choices are guided by creativity as a dancer, musician or art lover, with this style and this elegance that belong only to him’ -Arnaud Carrez, Cartier International Senior VP & Chief Marketing Officer
• Previously, V had teamed up with Cartier for a 2022 cover of Vogue Korea in (one of my favorite shoots) with a spread that was simple yet sophisticated, youthful but timeless.
• This all comes as anticipation is higher than ever for V's solo album as the final bts member to release his own project under the label. Shouldn't be much longer now... but in the meantime, excited to see V add yet another luxury brand to his growing influence and arsenal. Congratulations!”
Source: Jeff Benjamin’s Twitter and Instagram
Appearing on JK’s “Seven” stage and it became a trend
V visited the SBS Inkigayo set on July 30th. On this day, when Jungkook appeared on Inkigayo to perform his solo digital single 'Seven', V made a surprise appearance on stage and danced together for a few seconds. However, this appearance was not broadcast on the main broadcast.
What's funny and curious about all this is that after appearing for only a few secs and off air, V became the number 1 trending topic on the Google searches for Inkigayo!
Source: twitter users and Newsen (trans: The Purple Herald on twt)
Daegu Metropolitan City hosted the “2023 Daegu International University Student Camp” from July 23 to July 28 where they included a BTS V mural in the schedule
This is the 17th year of the Daegu Government's program to promote international exchanges between overseas and local college students and foster pro-Daegu personnel from abroad.
Many young foreigners from the Asia-Pacific cities made memories by taking pictures in front of Taehyung's mural street.
Source: 파이낸셜뉴스 and 매일신문 (trans: KTH_Kcrew on twt)
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Wins of the Week
Taehyung gets his 4th consecutive win in the category “Fan Choice of the Year - July” on SMA!
The voting done during the month of July on the apps of Fancast and Idolchamp closes with V on the 1st place for the 4th consecutive month, securing his 4th physical trophy!
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NEHAN and BIHAN for the week 07/24-07/30
Taehyung has ranked 1st, in Japan, as…
The “Most Popular Kpop Male Idol” for 122 consecutive weeks with 18,488 votes.
The “Most Popular Korean Male Actor in his 20s” for 118 consecutive weeks with 17,498 votes.
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Description - you are the journalist for the new Harry Styles December Vogue Issue
A/N - how is everyone doing? hope you enjoy! if you have any requests please feel free to ask. love you all and have a lovely rest of the week!
warnings: swearing
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Being a journalist for Vogue was probably the biggest flex you could ever make.
After 3 years of studying English Literature at Surrey University, you never thought, only a year after, you'd be working as an apprentice at Vogue UK. If it weren't for your Aunty, who worked in the fashion design section at Vogue HQ, then you'd no doubt still be a broke-ass, single, lonely student. Ok, lonely you still were but your job was so full-on that you didn't have time for a relationship.
Two years into your apprenticeship you were promoted to an official member of the team, and then another two years later you got promoted to team leader in your department of journalism, and editing; The Media - or as you like to call it - "The Celeb Goss". You were beyond happy with your job and found such passion in every article your wrote. Whether it be about a new celebrity romance or the collapse of one, you found a way to story-tell in such a meditated way that everyone loved your pieces.
That's why the Harry Styles had requested you to be the one to interview him.
Of course you'd written about A-list celebrities in the past, producing articles on pregnancy rumours, or engagements, or breakups, but you'd never met them before authoring an article. You'd met plenty of D-list celebrities who thought they were mega famous, but if you mentioned their names people would turn around and ask "who?".
This is why interviewing Harry Styles was a massive thing for you.
Not very often did you get to do work out in the field, especially in these covid infested days, but nevertheless it was your favourite part of the job. Getting to meet the people you were writing about was completely refreshing, allowing you to obtain a clearer outlook on which direction to take on your journal piece.
You were asked to go to Stonehenge, where the photoshoot was being filmed, as your office of interview. Even though you'd lived in the UK all your life, you'd never actually been to Stonehenge. It wasn't really on your bucket-list, but it was a pleasure to get to see it all the same.
Being the prepared interviewer you were, you'd prepared an array of questions that you were set on asking Harry. You'd never met him before, but after much googling and youtubing of him prior to meeting him today you would already be confident in saying he's the most brilliant man to ever exist. You were really nervous that you were going to screw this interview up and make a terrible mess in front of Harry Styles.
"Lisa! What if I accidentally say something I shouldn't?" You ran your stressed hands through your hair.
This whole morning had been frantic. It had started off by you waking up late, no thanks to Lisa, your best-friend and co-worker, pressing snooze on the alarm. You wanted to look professional today so you'd put on your best shirt - only to spill coffee down it ten minutes later. So now, you smelt of coffee and were wearing what was left in your wardrobe - and it wasn't much. The only things left clean were a pair of pink corduroy flares and some, pastel coloured, graphic t-shirt to go with it.    
"You won't. Stop being so negative." Lisa rolled her eyes, probably fed up with the amount of winging she'd heard from you this morning - and you'd only been awake an hour.
"My outfit is hardly professional either." You huffed, pouring the rest of your, second, coffee down the drain.
"Well I think you look gorgeous." Lisa stated, whilst putting her breakfast bar wrapper in the bin.
You and Lisa were back and forth about you stressing, and such, for about half an hour before you had to leave. You had a great panic about losing your glasses too. You could see without them up close, but for long distance viewing and reading you were practically blind. You were taking Lisa's car, since she didn't think you were emotionally stable enough to drive. Lisa was the creative director on the set, and thank goodness she was so you could at least ramble to someone.
After a two hour drive up from London, you arrived at Stonehenge and it was freezing. Although the sun was out, it did nothing to keep your body heated. The journey up had been nice because you sat in your nicely heated car, chatting away with Lisa and blasting some Harry Styles out of the speaker. You'd made it through the first album, and the second one up to Canyon Moon before reaching your destination.
Upon arriving you could just about, without glasses, make out about 15 other cars, arranged at the bottom of a hill. There was an array of Audis and BMWs, a few Range Rovers, which you placed your bets on one was Harrys, and a green, vintage, Jaguar which was most likely belonging to the fashion editor or something. There was also a modern barn, perched at the foot of the hill, which was where Harry would be getting changed in to his various different outfits.
It took you a moment to register that Lisa had parked and was already clambering out of the car, making you look a little idiotic still blankly staring at the beautiful scenes in front, and around, of you.
But it was still bloody freezing.
You jogged a little to the boot and whipped out your white cardigan. Originally you'd thought that this would've been enough to keep you warm, but now you were starting to think otherwise.
The atmosphere here was amazing. People were rushing around left, right and centre loading, and unloading, various pieces of equipment and clothes. You caught sight of brightly coloured fabrics being carried to and from various places. There were the camera crew, and presumably director, all chatting amongst themselves. The smell of the very fresh air was so lush that you'd forgotten what it smelt like - especially after years in London.
You grabbed your bag from the boot, which had your notes, recording kit and laptop stuffed inside, before locking the car and following Lisa in to the barn.
It was lovely and warm inside - a completely different climate to than the outside. It was as if it was Bali inside and Antarctica outside. Better Bali than Antarctica though.
"Ok. Let's put our stuff down over here and then go find people we need to meet and such." Lisa instructed, you still too in awe of the place to fully comprehend what was going on.
You followed Lisa and you two ended up dropping off your stuff next to some other bags. You took a liking to the purse next to your stuff. Next to your bag, it made yours seem ancient - like it was worth nothing more than a penny. It was luscious and a beautiful baby blue colour. You softly ran your hands over it, finding satisfaction in how smooth and subtle it was.
"Hope you're not planning on stealing that, love." A manly voice appeared from behind you. You whipped around to see who's bag you'd been messing with, and it was just your luck that it was to be Harry Styles'. Of all the people's it could've been it had to be his. 
Perfect.
He looked dashing. He was in black flares and his iconic 'But daddy i love him', t-shirt, along with a huge green anorak. His hair was prettily clipped back with a pink clip, presumably placed there to gave his curls greater volume. In his hand he had a pink toothbrush and you guessed he'd come back over to put it away in his bag - only to find you caressing it instead.
"Oh - no, no. Not at all. I - uh - I just thought it was beautiful." You stammered over your words, choosing them carefully to try and make you look less like an active criminal.
"Mhm." Harry nodded whilst looking you up and down, most likely judging why a peasant like you, in comparison to him, was touching his expensive property. "Well, I love your flares darlin'." Harry looked down at your trousers, his compliment making you blush a little.
"Thank you. That wasn't professional, and neither is my outfit, I know, and I apologise." You added, because you knew that if your boss knew you turned up today the way you did she would give you a right bollocking - and potentially even fire you.
"Never apologise for flares. You look amazing." Gemma perked up, making you feel more self conscious surrounded by all these other beautiful women. Gemma was in a slouchy, knitted, jumper and basic jeans - no doubt all from shops beyond your budget - and yet she looked like a model fit for the runway for Vogue.
"Okay, sorry." You apologised again, to which you, creepily, got the exact same, stern, look from the Styles siblings at the same time.
"My stylist, Harry, introduced me to big pants. He offered whether I wanted to try a pair of flares, and I was like, 'Flares? That's fucking crazy'!" Harry laughed as he told his story, earning a laugh out of you too. "Now they're my favourite item of clothing. Have a whole wardrobe dedicated to them."
"I wish he was joking." Gemma laughed at her brother and his flare obsession.
"Well you do look handsome in them, so I understand why." Your words rolls off your tongue before you could even comprehend what you were saying. Only after you finished your sentence did you completely intake what you'd just said.
"Good start." Lisa giggled to you, before turning to walk over to the coffee station. It was a help-yourself coffee bar and you knew that you were going to bed at least five cups to get over the last five minutes alone. You'd probably drain the station before letting anyone else have any.
"Oh god." You awkwardly mumbled, not daring to see how weirdly Harry would be looking at you, before walking off outside.
You had spent less than 10 minutes here and yet you'd never felt like a bigger clown. Joining the circus had never been so easy.
The outside wind hit you like a powerful leaf blower, and your hair blew around like crazy - most likely compiling into a birds nest on the top of your head.
Today was supposed to be the start of something great. Your hopes were set on a promotion from your written masterpiece, whilst enjoying the company of one of the most handsome, most lovely, most talented men of this century. Those hopes seemed a little too distant now. They seemed to mock you, as if to laugh at how you ever thought you were going to be any more successful. You'd completely, in more ways than one, made a fool of yourself in front of your interviewee, you were so underdressed, you were caught fondling his Gucci purse and you were still bloody cold.
It all felt too unprofessional for a job where professional was practically the driving force of the company.
You leaned against the barn, taking a deep breath to try and calm yourself. You were a master in over-thinking, but unfortunately that wasn't something you could add to your resumé. You let your eyes close and the other senses come alive for a few moments. The sounds of distant sheep and the smell of the cold wind were just two of the senses that allowed you to take a step back for a minute, and breathe.
"Thank you." A voice interrupted you from your attempt of quick meditation. You looked to your left and noticed Harry standing there, still in the same outfit as before.
"I'm sorry?" You asked confused, taking a step away from the barn to considerately pay more attention to him.
"Thank you - for saying I look handsome in flares." He repeated, smirking when he added the second part.
"Oh." Was all you could respond, feeling too embarrassed to take the conversation any further. "I should—" You pointed back to the barn, using it as an excuse to leave before yet screwed up anymore.
"Lisa told me you're the interviewer." Harry added, and it only occurred to you that you'd never actually introduced yourself. "So it's lovely to finally meet you Y/N." He stuck out his hand for your to shake, which you did willingly. His hands were a lot softer than you'd expected.
"Ho... You know my name?" You asked surprised.
"Of course. I also know you're the best writer in Vogue right now." He flattered you, which made you blush. You had a feeling he'd make you do that a lot today.
"Sure." You rolled your eyes as you spoke sarcastically.
"Well I chose you for a reason, didn't I?" He rhetorically asked.
"I mean.. I, well.. I don't know?" You stumbled over your words, making yourself look like a larger fool than you did already. Today was just turning out to be exactly what you didn't want it to be. "Sorry."
"Stop apologising. You do it too often." He told you, nearly making you apologise again but he gave you a jokingly stern look, as if he knew what you were going to say, and so you decided otherwise.
"Harry!" You both turned to see there was a man waving towards you both, but specifically to Harry. "Come get changed!" The same man shouted. Harry lifted his thumbs up, as if to signal he'd be there shortly.
Harry turned back to you and noticed you shiver a little.
"I'll start the interview after I come back from the dressing rooms, yeah?" Harry asked, taking off his, khaki green, trench-coat in the process. He handed it to you before you could oblige against it.
"Wait what?" You confusedly looked down at the coat and back up to Harry.
"Gives me a piece of mind knowing my interviewer isn't going to die of hypothermia before actually interviewing me." He smiled, obviously attempting to crack a joke and you have to admit you did laugh.
"Thank you." You say, before he runs off to where he's being called to.
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You'd been sat inside for a little while, waiting for Harry to come back. It gave you time to perfect your questions though.
Thinking up questions to ask Harry had been a challenging task, but one that you'd been fully invested in. You loved creating questions to ask him that were going to get to understand him on a deeper level. He was a very private man, and you completely respected that. If you crossed any boundaries, with the questions you'd ask, you would write them out of the interview. You liked to think you hadn't thought up a question that would make him feel uncomfortable though.
Pissing off Harry would be on another level of shame.
"Coat kept you warm?" Harrys voice disengaged you from your notebook.
"Hm?" You asked then replayed what he'd just asked in your mind. "Oh, yes. Thank you very much." You stood up, from where you'd been perched on the floor, picking up your nearly finished green tea as you did so.
Only when you stood up did it come to your realisation that Harry was now in costume. He was dressed in luxury. Each item looked like it cost more than your rent, and that was saddening. He looked rich and luxurious. To be quite honest, you were finding it rather difficult to take your eyes off him.
"You think the outfit is Vogue enough?" Harry asked, striking a few poses, which made you laugh. It was refreshing to see him act so relaxed and carefree, rather than a stuck-up-prick you knew some celebrities to be.
"Completely. I love it!" You exclaimed, appreciating the twirl he did for you.
He was wearing a kilt-like skirt and he looked beyond beautiful in it. Fuck toxic masculinity. Fuck being a manly man - like what does that even mean? Harry was embracing gender fluidity and experimenting the ways in which there was no definitive line between men and women's clothes anymore, and you thought it was marvellous. Revolutionary, for times as politically and socially troubled as these.
You started removing the coat in attempt to give it back to him, but he refrained you from doing so by holding on to your forearm.
"Keep it. I thought we could go outside to start the interview, so you'll be needing that." Harry told you, and you agreed - however reluctantly that was. You couldn't really complain though, because the coat did kept you warm and, what's better, it smelt divine - just like you'd imagine Harry to smell.
"Okay. Thank you. Do you want to go now?" You asked hesitantly, not knowing whether he was busy for someone else right now.
"Whenever you're ready, love." He answered, making you feel more relaxed. He was going at your pace and was making you feel settled - he was even more of a gentleman than people described him to be.
The two of you had walked around the backside of the barn in silence, enjoying the comfort of each other's presence. Well, at least you were. It was a blessing no one was back here. It was just you, Harry and the scenery that surrounded Stonehenge.
You approached a bench and you plopped yourself down on one end, whilst Harry sat on the other. He respected the fact that there was a pandemic going on, and didn't want to make you uncomfortable in any way. You still had your mask on, so Harry had taken that as you were very conscious about the virus - which he admired.
You pulled out your glasses, from the depths of one of the coat pockets, and placed them on your face, probably making yourself look even geekier than you already felt. Today was just one of those days you wished you had good eyes...
You opened your spent notebook, musty pages practically falling apart, and turned to the section of questions you needed for that interview. You were so nervous already and you hadn't even asked anything yet, all because of the previous interactions with Harry today. Your shaky hands shuffled through the pages and you cursed under your breath when you struggled to find what you needed.
"Shoot. Come on." You mumbled quietly under your breath, hoping it would make this terrible situation end faster. You mustn't have been as quiet as you thought though.
"Y/N." Harry's name broke through your clouded mind of self-disappointment.
You looked up at him to see him softly smiling at you, blowing all worries away from you away with the wind. "Yes?" You timidly asked, pushing your wind-swept hair out of glasses - where it'd gotten caught.
"You’re alright, love. You don't have to be professional around me, alright? We're just two strangers having a conversation, to get to know each other, okay?" If his words didn't calm you enough, the soothing sound of his husky voice certainly did.
"But that would mean you asking me stuff too?" You replied, confused at his implications of the phrasing 'getting to know each other'.
"Mhm." Harry nodded his head.
"Oh I don't know Mr Styles, i'm not a very interesting person." You answered as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, pushing your glasses back up the bridge of your nose from where they'd fallen.
"I refuse to believe that." Harry chuckled, making a quick smile appear on your face. "And please call me Harry. Just Harry." He begged, obviously finding it weird you calling him by his professional title. All you wanted, ever, was for your interviewee's to feel comfortable and safe, so if Harry wanted you to call him Harry then so be it.
"Ok, Harry," you sarcastically said, earning a shake of the head on his behalf, "you can ask me a few questions throughout the day." You told him, but you knew he'd struggle to find even two questions when he realises how bland you are.
"Does that mean you only get to ask me a few as well?" Harry smirked, already knowing the answer to that question. Unlike Harry, you had to write an article about today when you got home and so he knew that you'd have to dig as much dirt as possible from him.
"No, sorry. I don't particularly want to lose my job." You paused to look down at your notes, squinting a little as you did to see better. "Okay. Tell me your experience with corona virus."
"Sorry I didn't quite catch that, love." Harry apologised, leaning in slightly to see if he could hear you a second time around.
"Sorry." You looked down to fiddle with your fingers - a habit you'd undertaken when you're embarrassed. "Um..," you cleared your throat, "would you mind if I took off my mask?"
Your timid voice sent tingle down Harrys spine. He didn't think anyone could ever be this sweet. "Not at all, ‘course you can." He replied, again, wanting to make you feel as comfortable as possible.
You hesitantly took off your face mask, feeling like you were in some dramatic movie where they face revealed someone. You kind of liked having the mask on, because, for one, it kept you warm, and for two, you were a little self conscious with how you looked compared to all the other women here today. You shoved the mask in your pocket, with trembling fingers, before looking back down to your notes.
"Woah." You heard Harrys voice being mumbled under the wind. You eyes shot up to his and you noticed him staring right back at you.
"W-what? Is my acne playing up? I knew I should've—" You self-consciously run your hands over the areas you know you got acne. The masks really didn't help when it came to skin care.
"Hey, stop. No. You just... You look beautiful." Harry complimented you, and a roaring blush arose on to your cheeks. You'd never been called beautiful before, and so you were taking the compliment like such a 13-year old.
"Oh, uh, thank you." You awkwardly answered, not really having any other words come to mind in that moment. Harry chuckled under his breath, still keeping eyes on you for some reason.
"Would you mind repeating your last question, I didn't quite catch it?" Harry asked politely.
"Sure. Um, tell me how you've experienced corona virus." You repeated for him, gripping ahold of your pen to start copying what he says and pressing start on your recording device in case you needed it later.
"Well, it's been tedious that's for sure. However, I just want people to be safe and for life to return back to normal, so therefore i've been very MIA for a lot of the time. Keeping to myself mostly. I only went out for hikes or bike rides. All my meetings were online, so it's been very lonely." Harry kept eye contact with your figure the entire time, and if it weren't for you concentrating on writing what he was saying then you'd probably melt away under his gaze.
For such soft eyes he sure was intimidating.
"I presume the loneliness sent you crazy at times." You laughed, because you sure felt that way through lockdown. Curse being single.
"You have no idea." Harry laughed along with you, making you, slowly, feel more at ease.
"Actually, you'd be surprised." You looked at him unsure, before returning down to your notebook.
"Okay then, first question from me," Harrys words made your head shoot up, "How can someone as amazing as yourself be lonely?" He asked and you made a mental tally of how many questions he'd asked.
"Could ask you the very same question, Harry." You slyly replied, avoiding the question by answering with another question. It was a tactic you'd learnt, throughout your years of journalism, when you wanted to dismiss something .
"That's cheating." Harry pointed at you and raised his eyebrows, but you couldn't take your eyes off the big, cheeky, smile perched on his face. You shrugged you're shoulders in defence and returned to your questions. "But you did just call me amazing, so I think i'll let it slide this one time." You blushed, again, when you understood what he meant.
He was amazing though - that was the truth.
"You were in L.A. for the majority of quarantine, am I right to say?" You already knew the answer but your manager had just wanted confirmation.
"Yeah, but L.A. feels like holiday, whereas London feels like home." He answered, which you appreciated. He hasn't got lost in the way that Hollywood could let people. He'd stayed grounded.
"So what did you entertain yourself with during quarantine?" You asked curiously, slightly side-tracking from your pre-written questions - just because you were intrigued (nosey).
"Not much, not to be boring. I ate a lot of bread. I worked out pretty much every day. I wrote quite a bit actually." He used his fingers to pinch his bottom lip, something you'd noticed he did in interviews.
"Does that mean a new album on the way?" Your inner fangirl was screaming at the thought of HS3.
"Can neither confirm nor deny." Harry smirked to himself, like the cheeky bugger he is.
"That's a yes then." You joked, pretending to write it down in your notes.
"You're impossible, you." Harry laughed and shook his head. It made you feel all funny the way you could make him smile like that. You were the source of his happiness for just that moment, and that was enough to make you feel happy for a lifetime - not that he felt the same.
"Next question," you stated, moving swiftly on because you knew you had limited time, "How's your experience with Vogue been so far?"
"Wonderful. Everyone has been so welcoming and that makes it so much easier for me to have fun. It's daunting going at things alone, but i'm getting slowly used to it now." Harry sniffled a little, probably due to the freezing cold weather here.
"Must be strange, not having four best friends around you, all the time, anymore." You stated rather than asked him, sure that he was missing his bandmates. I mean, you were - so he definitely would be.
"Brothers." Harry replied, making you look up at him confused.
"I'm sorry?" You asked, giving him your full attention.
"You said four best friends. Well, actually they're my brothers." His words actually caused a rift in your heart. You could feel it being pulled apart and torn in to two. If you wrote this in to the magazine the fans would have a worldwide passing-away-party.
"Harry." You said softly, slightly tearing up at his words. "God, I swear i'm not normally this emotional." You chest your throat and try to establish your dignity - however there wasn't that much left anymore.
"Oh shut up." Harry looked away obviously trying to hide the fact that he was tearing up too. You laughed at him but didn't draw any more attention to it than you guessed he would've wanted.
"They mean a lot to you then?" You asked, hopefully not treading on any unwanted territories.
"Much more than a lot, yeah." Harry nodded his head, turning it back to face you. He could tell this conversation was now off-the-record because of your closed notebook, your undivided attention towards him and the fact you’d turned off the recording device. He liked being able to look at you, rather than the top of your head. He swore you were the prettiest girl he'd ever seen.
"You still see them often?" 
"Not as often as i'd like. Niall did come around the other week to drop off some old guitars he didn't want anymore, and then we ended up playing around with some music for a bit." He admitted, which stitched your heart back together.
"So does that mean a Narry collab?" You teased, biting your bottom lip in anticipation.
"Narry? You so are a directioner." He laughed along with you.
"And you just avoided my question, therefore there is a song out there written only by you and Niall." You concluded, which shut him up.
This conversation was going a lot better than expected. Certainly a lot better than earlier. You will be permanently scarred by the way you spoke to him and handled his belongings. It was going to haunt you forever - and yet he'd forget about it by tomorrow. Or maybe he wouldn't, which is why you felt the need to apologise.
"Harry?" You asked, clearly indicating this was still a conversation away from the interview.
"Yes Y/N?" He watched you intently, listening to your every word.
"I, um, just wanted to apologise for my behaviour earlier. I was just really nervous to meet you, and to be honest still am. I didn't mean to touch your stuff without your consent and I certainly didn't mean to make you uncomfortable with any of my comments. So, i'm sorry. I can only imagine the awful, yet true, things you must think of me." You rambled really quickly, that you were uncertain whether Harry even caught one word of what you'd says.
"Do you know why I asked for you to interview me Y/N?" Harry asked, which wasn't the first thing you expected him to say after your apology.
"No. I...well Lisa told me it was because I can write well or something." You suggested, not wanting to sound egotistical.
"I mean you do write perfectly, but no." You were intrigued now. "I asked for you because I, and this is not for your magazine, have a secret - but not-so-secret - crush on you." This time it was Harrys turn to blush.
"Harry... you don't have to say that to—"
"I'm not saying it for anything. I sincerely think you are the most delightful, most prettiest, most fucking sweetest person i've ever met." Harry exclaimed, which you were taken aback by. Never, ever, did you think that Harry Styles would proclaim his likeness towards you. Ever.
"Harry don't mess with me, please." You shyly spoke, tilting your head down in disbelief that the Harry Styles was smitten about you.
He shuffled along the bench, stopping a little way from you but close enough to reach out for you. Your heartbeat increased when you noticed his hand move closer towards you. It didn't stop till he reached your face. He took his time, courteously, pushing your hair behind your ear before removing you of your glasses. He held the right-eye frame and slowly pulled the glasses off your face.
Once he'd successfully taken them off he folded them up and placed them alongside your closed notebook.
"Can see those pretty eyes now." He whispered quietly, but loud enough for you to hear.
"Don't lie. They're so dull." You mumbled, lifting your head up slightly. His face was still away from you.
"Not to me they're not." He retaliated, looking deep into your eyes as you did his. "I hate this corona virus."
"Why?" His words were so out of the blue sometimes, it gave you whiplash.
"Because I can't be as near to you as I want to be." Harry told you. And yeah, you hated corona too. It was getting a little laborious now.
"Smooth, Styles." You chuckled. You wondered how many new and weird pick-up lines could be made from covid. 
"I know." He winked, which honestly would have made you throw up if it were any other man on the planet. Somehow, though, Harry just made it seem attractive - along with every other thing that man ever did. "After this, would you like to come back to my house for a cuppa tea?" He asked sweetly, like a five year old asking whether you wanted to play together.
"Okay. Lisa was my ride though." You said more to yourself than anything else, debating on how you'd even get to Harrys. Uber? Taxi? Lisa? Walk?
"I'll drive us, it's fine. I have to drop Gem off, but i'd be more than happy to chauffeur you." Harry kindly offered, to which you were internally screaming about. You were literally, and metaphorically, having a field-day with all this Harry content and interview.
"Are you sure? I don't want to be a burden." You question politely, not wanting to overstep any boundaries - especially in these covid infested times.
"Of course. I wouldn't have offered otherwise." He protested, waving his hand at if to say it was no bother. You were already trying to work out, in your head, how much petrol money you were going to owe him.
"Then i'd be honoured to have a brew with you Harry." You giggled at how cringe you were being, even if this was just your normal self speaking.
"Great." Harry genuinely smiled, teeth and all. "My shoot should take a couple of hours, but feel free to continue to write and journal. I'm looking forward to reading this particular article." He winked at you before standing up.
"Wonder why?" You sarcastically asked, knowing full-well it was due to his exposure of his own feelings towards you. Even though you'd never says anything back you were quite in agreement on how you felt about him, like he did you. He would be a narcissist to say he knew you liked him the same, out loud, but he knew. And you knew that he knew.
"Wonder why indeed." He gave you one last smile before he'd disappeared for the rest of the afternoon, leaving you to digest and relive the past half an hour or so.
Being Harry Styles' crush was probably the biggest flex you could ever make.
                                                          ••••
After Harry had finished up his shoot he was quick to come find you again.
You'd watched parts of his shoot and he looked magnificent. There wasn't a good enough word to describe how amazing he looked. Harry, his stylist, was probably the best stylist out there. His fashion choices were unmatched and you wanted him to be yours. You were not rich enough nor fashionable enough, ironic for working in a a fashion company, to hire a stylist, but you would if you could.
You were so proud to see what he was achieving now as the person that he was. Harry was just being Harry, without the devilish control of shitty managements or ridiculous amounts of PR stunts. Harry was more free than ever, and it definitely showed just how much he was enjoying it.
You were certain that this Vogue magazine would break the internet - his fans were good at doing that. This could be a turning point for many people, with their outdated and ignorant views. There was no room for people with racist or homophobic or transphobic or xenophobic - and the list does go on - views anymore.
You were waiting by the front door of the barn, to catch Harry as he walked past. You caught sight of him in a white robe, presumably to get changed back into his everyday clothes. He looked really pretty in the robe - very domestic actually.
Today had been a good day.
Harry asked you to send over the more specific Vogue questions to him via email, so he could devote more time in to answering them in a lot more depth. You thought he meant you'd be sending them to some PA in his team, but you were shocked to understand he'd given you his personal email.
People were walking back to their cars and packing away the filming kit. You saw Lisa and the director talking to one another, no doubt discussing some in-work gossip.
"You ready?" Harrys voice reminded you that you'd been waiting for him. You looked to see he was back in the same clothes as this morning, only this time without his coat.
"Here?" You offered, having him over the coat once again but he declined.
"Looks better on you anyways." He winked at you, before walking through the car park and to his car. You were very surprised when you found out Harry was the one to own the green Jaguar. You assumed all celebrities drove the Range Rover, but no. The vintage car added to Harrys immaculate vibe and just made him that little bit more hot.
Harry properly introduced you to Gemma, who was equally as lovely as Harry. They were both amazing people and they were crazily alike. From the way they looked, down to the way they phrased their words, they were mistakingly twins. Gemma explained how Anne, their mum, didn't know they were doing this photoshoot and that it was going to be a surprise, which you thought was so cute.
Gemma spilt a lot of gossip on Harry, to which he got very embarrassed over. You learnt that Harrys first word was Cat. You learnt that Harry is godfather to multiple children, which you found heartwarming. You learnt Harry used to be a baker - which was something he elaborated on for a good half an hour. Harry was just a fountain of memories and Gemma was the one sharing them all with you.
The drive back to London was relaxed. You sat in the back, listening to Harry and Gemma pointlessly argue whilst an Arctic Monkeys album played in the background. You forgot that people like Harry drove, and listened to music, just like other regular people. You often misplaced celebrities in society, thinking they had everything done for them but in reality that (often) wasn't the case - at least not for Harry.
Gemma was dropped off quickly before Harry drove to his. It was no surprise that the Styles siblings didn't live too far away from each other. Harrys house was beautiful. Bigger than anything you could ever dream of buying. It was a palace compared to your cupboard-sized house. You were unbelievably jealous. He gave you the tour of the house, showing you where the toilets were, and even his panic room if necessary.
You migrated to the kitchen for a bit, talking about anything and everything. Getting to know the minuscule pieces of information that no-one else was trusted with, made you feel special. Harry made you feel special - even if he weren't meaning to.
Every moment held a spark. Every touch set off a firework. Every laugh was an electric burst. He made you feel so alive.
"We can go to the living room after this has boiled." Harry said, pointing towards the streaming kettle. He wanted to show off his fancy tea collection he had, and let you have a try if you wanted to. Harry was boring and chose the basic green tea, but, after much deliberation, you chose the cranberry green tea. It intrigued you and it sounded delicious.
"Why the extensive tea collection?" Not even you, a certified caffeine addict, had this much tea in your house. Coffee was a different story and one in which you didn't want to talk about.
"They help me with my meditation." He took the teabags and placed them in his glass mugs. They had a delicate Gucci stamp on them, and you just imagined that they probably worth the same amount as your daily salary.
"You meditate?" You were slightly surprised that he did.
"I try to yeah." Harry nodded, focusing on pouring in the boiling water into the mugs. "I've got very tight hamstrings and so it helps if I meditate twice a day."
Harry finished making the tea, in the light-filled kitchen, before showing you around to the open-lounge area. Everything was modern and chic. It was exactly how you imagined it, but better. The open, red-brick, wall was a beautiful feature and one that you were a whore for! It reminded you of New York and the memories you'd made there one summer.
The sofa was a beautiful velvet, green, sofa. It was soft and gentle, a lot like Harry when you thought about it. The whole house was an architectural masterpiece and you'd be lying if you said you weren't jealous. You sat on one end and Harry went to go and sit on the other end.
"I don't bite you know?" You joked, self-consciously wondering whether he didn't want to be sat near you.
"I know, I just don't want to step on any of your covid boundaries - which is perfectly fine by the way." He added, apprehensively taking the spot next to you.
"No, not at all." You ushered him to sit next to you, as you took a sip from your steaming hot cup of fruity tea. "If I smell though, do tell me!"
"Yeah, you smell bloody awful!" Harry sarcastically remarked, but laughing afterwards to assure you he was joking. The atmosphere went quiet for a minute, only the sounds of passing cars and deep breaths being heard.
"Y/N can I ask you something?" Harry turned the tone of the conversation. It sounded like he wanted to be more serious than you two were being beforehand.
"Anything." You encouraged him to continue. You placed the cup of tea down on the table, deciding it was too hot to drink right now, and gave him your full attention.
"Do you believe in love at first sight?" Harry questioned. You didn't think you'd be having a conversation this intense - especially if you had different opinions - on your first day of knowing each other, but here you were.
"I believe you can love someone at first sight. I don't believe you can be in love with someone at first sight. Why?" You were curious as to how his brain had journeyed to this particular topic. You'd never really had this conversation with anyone before, mainly because you were unaware of the true power, and meaning, of love.
"It uh... It doesn't matter." Harry shook his head and you could tell by his body language that he was shutting you out. Maybe you'd made him uncomfortable.
"Sorry I didn't mean to—"
"No, no. Please don't apologise. It's just - I like you a lot more than you may think." Harry shyly told you, which made you all soft inside. He was being vulnerable and that was something you admired in a partner. You didn't just need love, affection and trust in a relationship. No. You needed vulnerability and heartbreak too, and Harry was revealing that part of him to you.
"I like you a lot more than you think too." You repeated, not because you felt bad for him but because you truly did like him a whole lot. Love was a weird yet wonderful thing, and if you were to hazard a guess you'd say you loved Harry. 
You couldn't wait to be in love with him.
"Does that mean I get to crown you my girlfriend?" Harry excitedly asked. Harry happy was something that should be made a constant, and you were more than happy to be in control of that.
"At least take me out first." You bargained, wishing for nothing more than to go on a date with Harry. Where you'd go, you had no idea. Everything was closed right now and there was still the chance of becoming sick with corona, but no doubt Harry would think of something not only clever, but special.
Of course you'd love to be Harrys girlfriend. However, you wanted one more, official, opportunity to really get to know him - unprofessionally. You wanted to make sure that you knew, and he knew, that you wanted to be with him because he was the charming Harry you've come to love, not because he was Harry Styles.
"So you're allowing me to take you on a date?" Harry smirked like a little child, your heart fluttering at how excited he was to be able to treat you to dinner.
"Yes, Harry. Yes I am." You answered sweetly, offering him the cutest smile you could.
You can't believe what a turn of events today has been. You've gone from nearly writing yourself on Harrys enemy list to writing yourself on to his 'people he's dated' list. Who knows what the future would offer you. At the start of the day you had wished this whole day to end and for the ground to just swallow you up, now you never wanted it to end. It was too perfect to be true and yet it was.
Harry was the most wonderful human to exist and you were beyond surprised to be the one to catch his attention. You didn't understand why you were so special, but it was nice to feel like this for a change. It was nice to feel wanted.
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A few months later and you were officially Harrys girlfriend.
It had been such a crazy few months. Harry religiously took you out on dates every week. Whether it be to grab a hotdog at a local diner, a coffee from a quaint cafe, a walk in Hyde Park or a late-night drive around London - which normally ended up with you falling asleep before you could make it back to yours. On sleepless jet-lagged nights he'll still drive through London's quiet streets, seeing neighborhoods in a new way, just as an excuse to spend time with you.
Harry often stayed over at yours. Even though you looked like you lived in a shoebox compared to Harry, he liked it. He liked the subtly and normality of it all. He wanted your life to remain as normal as possible and, apart from the occasional paparazzi incident, it did. You never had anything to complain about. Of course the online bullying created emotional wounds, at the start of your relationship, but it was nothing that Harry couldn't repair with a bit of love.
Lisa has nominated herself to be maid-of-honour when the day comes - if the day comes. Harry has already pinky sworn that you are it for him. The one, as some may say. You were utterly flattered, but you certainly unsure of what the future help for you both.
You loved Harry, you do love Harry and you will forever always love Harry.
It was ridiculous to think that all this stemmed from you working at Vogue. From you studying English Literature in a city away from London. From you dedicating you extra hours gaining work experience and money to be able get in and afford university. So many moments in life have you stopped and said 'i wish i hadn't have done that', but now you were convinced that they were the best things to have happened to you - because they lead you, all, to Harry.
And, being Harry Styles girlfriend was probably the biggest flex you could ever make.
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Heat Seekers” Adriana Lima, Esther Canadas, and by Ellen Von Unwerth for Vogue UK, June 1999
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FYI ❤️‍🔥🙏🌎 "We cannot be radical enough in dealing with Climate Change," ~David Attenborough, on climate crisis action • It Will Take 10 To 20+ Years For The World To Go Net-Zero Emissions And 10 To 20 MORE YEARS To See Benefits. That's as much as 40+ years. Climate Change Will Continue To GET WORSE During The First 20 To 30+ Years. If The World Is Starving When It Starts Seriously Going Net-Zero Emissions, The World Will Be STARVING EVEN MORE FOR MANY MORE YEARS. FAR WORSE drought, flooding and heatwaves, and FAR HIGHER spring and early summer temperatures will increase crop failures and food shortages and skyrocketing food prices. BTW, crop pollination starts failing at 32.2C (90F). 🔥🐝🔥 NO POLLINATION, NO FOOD, including less livestock because many farm animals eat corn and soybeans. NOW, TODAY, RIGHT NOW, is the best time for the world to avoid THE HORRORS OF THE LATE 2030's AND 2040's AND BEYOND, AS CROPS INCREASINGLY FAIL AND FOOD SHORTAGES AND FOOD PRICES SKYROCKET. by going net-zero emissions as soon as possible and implementing massive arrays of biological, chemical and mechanical carbon sequestration. HOW? Across The Free World, MILLIONS MUST PROTEST AND DO WORK STOPPAGES/STRIKES To Force Conservative Governments To Actually ACT NOW On Aggressive Climate Change Mitigation measures WE NEED REAL PROGRESS, NOT more fantastic plans, pledges and promises. https://www.carbonbrief.org/analysis-when-might-the-world-exceed-1-5c-and-2c-of-global-warming https://e360.yale.edu/features/pollen-and-heat-a-looming-challenge-for-global-agriculture https://www.carbonbrief.org/explainer-will-global-warming-stop-as-soon-as-net-zero-emissions-are. reached/ #usa #china #climatejustice #gretathunberg #teenvogue #fashion #climateemergency #greennewdeal #glamour #vogue #feminism #makeup #eugreendeal #greendeal #extinctionrebellion #uk #bluewave #stem #heatwave #climatecrisis #stopcambo #cosmopolitan #eu #quotestoliveby #fridaysforfuture #peopleoverprofit #climatestrike #opinion #girlscandoanything #india ✍️Via: @saveourbluworld (at Planet Earth) https://www.instagram.com/p/CgM6UB2JA2_/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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clemence loe photographed by damien krisl for vogue uk, november 2022
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The Sims 4: Sims Sessions Official Details and Web Page
The Sims team has announced Sims Sessions, a social media and in-game experience that will be free for players who own The Sims 4. Maxis has launched the Sims Sessions web page with details and information on the music artists featured in the event.
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Sims Sessions (Key Features)
Light up your summer with the hottest tracks from your favorite artists. Experience Bebe Rexha, Glass Animals, and Joy Oladokun for the first time all over again—in Simlish! Catch the live event from June 29 at 10 a.m. PT to July 7 at 10 p.m. PT.
Shop the Festival – Buy artist-themed merchandise, run your own craft sales table, or snack like a rockstar at a food stand!
Camp Out – Festivals are fun but exhausting! Get some sleep in one of the tents—or Woohoo to the music.
Enjoy the Show – Gather around the stage to watch, dance, and cheer on the performances!
Perform on Stage – After the performances, go on stage and keep the tunes flowing. Jam on the piano and sing your heart out.
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Sims Sessions (Featured Artists)
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Bebe Rexha
Diamond-selling and two-time GRAMMY®-nominated New York City native Bebe Rexha is a musical force to be reckoned with. Her RIAA Platinum-certified debut album Expectations (released June 2018 on Warner Records) contained the Platinum single “I’m a Mess” and the global chart-topping smash “Meant to Be” (featuring Florida Georgia Line), now RIAA Certified Diamond. “Meant to Be” held the #1 spot on the Billboard Hot Country Songs chart for a record-setting 50 straight weeks, the longest reign ever by a female lead artist, and won Top Country Song at the 2019 Billboard Music Awards and Best Collaboration at the 2018 iHeart Radio Music Awards. It was subsequently nominated for Best Country Duo/Group Performance at the 61st annual GRAMMY Awards® in February 2019, where Bebe was also nominated for Best New Artist.
Early in her career, Bebe won the National Academy of Recording Arts and Sciences’ Best Teen Songwriter Award, and then formally burst onto the scene when she wrote “The Monster,” a worldwide hit for Eminem and Rihanna that was certified 6x Platinum by the RIAA. Bebe went on to co-write and carry the instantly recognizable hook for the 3x Platinum “Hey Mama,” by David Guetta, which was nominated for a Billboard Music Award for Top Dance/Electronic Song. Bebe also hit #1 on the Billboard Pop and Rap charts with her 5x Platinum “Me, Myself & I” with G-Eazy. In 2017, Bebe released the critically acclaimed EPs, All Your Fault: Part 1 (with the Platinum single “I Got You”) and All Your Fault: Part 2 (with “Meant to Be”). In conjunction with GRAMMY® Week 2019, Bebe launched the GRAMMY® Music Education Coalition’s (GMEC) national campaign on behalf of its new All-Star Ambassador program. Better Mistakes, her new album, includes the hit singles “Baby, I’m Jealous” feat. Doja Cat and “Sacrifice.” To date, Bebe has amassed over four billion YouTube views and over 12 billion total global streams.
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Glass Animals
Since 2010, Glass Animals have redefined alternative pop with their experimental sounds, cinematic visuals, and narrative lyrics. The Platinum-Certified UK quartet—Dave Bayley [lead vocals, guitar], Drew MacFarlane [guitar, keys, backing vocals], Ed Irwin-Singer [bass, keys, backing vocals], and Joe Seaward [drums, backing vocals]—first presented their signature style on their 2014 breakout debut, ZABA. It yielded the Platinum single “Gooey” and elevated the band into the global spotlight. 2016’s How To Be A Human Being notably garnered a nomination for the prestigious Mercury Prize. However, Glass Animals lifted off to a new stratosphere with Dreamland in 2020. It marked their first Top 10 debut on the Billboard Top 200, while their global smash hit “Heat Waves” has amassed millions of streams to date, went Platinum in numerous countries, gave the band their first #1 on the U.S. Alternative Radio Chart, Top 15 at Top 40 Radio, and hit Top 10 on Spotify’s US Chart. Skyrocketing to the forefront of popular culture, they garnered nominations in the categories of “Top Rock Song” and “Top Rock Album” at the 2021 Billboard Music Awards, delivered knockout performances on Billboard Music Awards, The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon, The Late Show with Stephen Colbert, The Late Late Show with James Corden, and Ellen, and lined up global headline dates for the 2021 Dreamland Tour everywhere from legendary amphitheaters such as Red Rocks to Bonnaroo, Life Is Beautiful, Outside Lands, and more. The band sold over 130,000 tickets in three days for their 2021-2022 North American tour, with the majority of the tickets selling out instantly. All the while maintaining their unique connection to their fans by creating their open sourced website where fans can create artwork based on the world of Dreamland, putting on a “Live In The Internet” concert that sold 25,000 tickets worldwide, and more. They created unique music videos during the 2020 pandemic by DIY-shooting solo in Dave Bayley’s apartment directed solely over Zoom (“Dreamland”), asking neighbors to shoot on their iPhones while Dave walked down the street (“Heat Waves”), and inviting fans to take 3D scans of their heads (“Tangerine”). Racking up billions of streams across their catalogue, they even made history as “the first UK band to capture #1 on Triple J’s Hottest 100 since 2009” with “Heat Waves” down under in Australia, leading to the longest run at #1 in 2021 on the ARIA Official Singles Chart. Ultimately, Glass Animals continue to redefine what alternative can be, while they quietly overtake the mainstream.
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Joy Oladokun
With a guitar in hand, baseball cap over her eyes, and hooded sweatshirt loose, a woman sings with all of the poetry, pain, passion, and power her soul can muster. She is a new kind of American troubadour. She is Joy Oladokun. The Delaware-born, Arizona-raised, and Nashville-based Nigerian-American singer, songwriter, and producer projects unfiltered spirit over stark piano and delicate guitar. Her music and story galvanized a growing fan base as she completed a successful Kickstarter campaign to release her independent debut, Carry. Her song “No Turning Back” soundtracked a viral baby announcement by Ciara and Russell Wilson, opening up the floodgates. She landed a string of high-profile syncs, including NBC’s This Is Us, ABC’s Grey’s Anatomy, and Showtime’s The L Word: Generation Q. On the heels of in defense of my own happiness (the beginnings), she garnered unanimous critical praise. Billboard touted the album as one of the “Top 10 Best LGBTQ Albums of 2020,” while NPR included “i see america” among the “100 Best Songs of 2020.” Predicted as on the verge of a massive breakthrough, she emerged on various tastemaker lists, including Spotify’s RADAR Artists to Watch 2021, YouTube “Black Voices Class of 2021,” NPR’s 2021 “Artists To Watch,” and Amazon Music’s “Artist To Watch 2021.” Not to mention, Vogue crowned her #1 “LBTQ+ Musician To Listen To.” She kicked off the new year by making her television debut on NBC’s The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon with a stunning and stirring performance of “breathe again.”After attracting acclaim from Vogue, NPR, and American Songwriter, her words arrive at a time right when we need them the most.
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someone mentioned the only instance in which he seemed to play his part in this stunt is when he wore her teal cardigan over his shoulder. only it wasn't even the same one. i've seen comparison pics and i don't remember what the differences were at the top of my head, but they weren't the same. and also... him wearing that over his shoulder, for what? i've never seen him do that, and it was an obviously warm day. and he even had his hair styled (it was clearly staged and intended as a pap walk, the man can't style his own hair to save his life, he'll just throw on a beanie or a cap in the scorching heat).
and he's obviously in the uk now. i mean... shouldn't they be glued at the hip after his tour? she bent over back backwards to fly around the country to go dance her silly dances at his shows and the first thing he does after it's all done is fly home. clearly he draws a line to this stunt, whereas she is more than willing to risk ridicule just for the sake of pushing this narrative down people's throats every other day.
that was definitely a planned pap walk. the man knows how to avoid paparazzi for majority of the time, and the fact that he was carrying around a cardigan that either was hers, or one that looked very similar, when it was 934930 degrees out makes it more obvious that it was planned.
and i find it hilarious that when he's free and not working, he doesn't even make an effort to support her at these events, supports her vogue cover, or even tries to hangout with her. we know that she will risk anything to be seen with him and continue the stunt narrative whereas this guy immediately avoids being with her at all costs.
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"Heat Of The Moment", Beverly Peele by Michel Haddi for Vogue UK, January 1990
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Raquel Zimmerman in “Heat Wave”  for Vogue UK June 2011
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