#lol surprise winter fashion show

[nymphinia-gifs]

[angeloftheodd]

Neonlicious owns the runway. 💅💞

L.O.L. Surprise! Winter Fashion Show (2022) ❄️🤍

“The world is my runway.” - L.O.L. Surprise ⚡✨

[dinersaturn]

💖💖💖 Sashay 💖💖💖

[colorful-horses]

lol omg

[risestarkiss]

✨The Fashionista✨

Rise Ramblings #234

While watching “The Clothes Don’t Make The Turtle,” I noticed something.

I found it interesting that Raph, Mikey, and Leo were content with Raph’s outfit choice until Donnie stated that he wasn’t “in love with it, ya’ know.”

Suddenly, Raph declares “I’m a disaster!” Albeit ridiculously endearing, it was a little strange to see his sudden shift from moderately content to absolute dissatisfaction. Huh…

Then, the disaster twins decide to help him out.

Take a note of their outfit choices.

Raph tries on all of these fits and more.

Donnie’s first choice is a mild “no.” Leo’s choice is a hard “NO.” (Not surprising, lol.) But then, the overwhelming consensus lands on Raph’s fourth outfit, which ended up being Donatello’s other pick for his brother.

So, in summary, Raph tried on his personal choice for an outfit, of which they rejected. Then, ultimately, Donatello picked out an outfit for his brother, and that pick ended up being perfect. Hmm…

Then I noticed something else. In this episode, we never get a Donnie “curtain reveal” moment, to our disdain. I mean, Raph, Leo, and Mikey got to try on several different outfits in order to get their brothers' opinions before landing on that “perfect outfit, you know the one.” All of his brothers got to shine. Why not DonTron?

Then it hit me.

The try-ons were to get their brothers' opinions and approval. And, for his brothers' choices, he was a major contributor in assisting them in pulling their looks together.

What if, bear with me, Donnie didn’t need the "curtain scene" because he was so confident in his fashion sense that he didn’t need to ask his brothers for help to pick out a great look.

…or they figured out how to break Hypno’s spell before he could get a “curtain reveal.” BUT STILL-

Look at his outfit choices in this episode. Some of his wardrobe changes were off-screen, but all of them were fire.

(I added the baseball cap pic because it makes me happy. I wish we'd seen more of that fit.)

To me, he makes some really smart choices for himself, pushing the envelope of what is expected and taking chances: an open collar with no tie for a “black tie” event, a beanie and spiked wristbands for their “gansta look,” no socks with loafers (a viral fashion trend that actually began in Africa) with old man slacks in his reclined pose. *muah* Chef’s kiss!

But Don’s fashion sense doesn’t just shine in this episode.

In “Reparin’ the Baron” the boys go to Draxum’s apartment. Leo and Donnie show up in some extra nice “Sunday Dinner” twin drip.

The gold is in the details. Everything Leo is wearing, Donnie rocks its compliment: for Leo’s round collar, Donnie’s is angled, for Leo’s blue shirt, Donnie’s is white, For Leo’s light slacks, Donnie’s are dark. Blah blah blah. It’s so good!

Look at the winter fit in Snow Day.

Again, Donnie is Leo’s perfect compliment. As a pair? Fire.

Donnie has “the eye.” I can go on and on with examples, but I’ve said all of that to say this…

In the future, we see that Donatello’s technology had major pull in the resistance. He had drone ships patrolling the skies. He built and designed Leo’s arm, Casey’s chainsaw-hockey stick, and Casey's mask. The list goes on…

But, when Donatello from the past see’s Casey’s clothing from the future, he says this:

We know about the “Genius Built” brand. We’ve seen that logo on all of his tech up to this point. But, here he didn’t just say “Genius Built.” He said, “Genius Built Apparel.”

“Apparel” is not a tech brand. “Apparel” is a fashion brand. Of course, tech is incorporated into the clothing, but still.

This means that past Donatello secured this trademark with plans of creating a fashion brand, comparable to the likes of Gucci, Ralph Lauren, or any other modern clothing brand, as a subsidiary of “Genius Built,” the tech company.

And why not? The evidence has been in front of us this entire time. He has a sharp eye for style, fashion, and trends. It is easily canon that he can sew. Splinter sewed their ninja garbs in “Insane in the Mama Train,” and there is a sewing machine in the house.

They already learned Ninjutsu through basically osmosis, so learning to sew is not too far-fetched.

And here it is, right in front of us, Casey’s entire ensemble, from mask, to weapons, to clothing, was made by Donatello in the middle of the apocalypse under the brand name “Genius Built Apparel.”

And that was just in the bad future. Resources were limited, they didn’t have access to much of anything in that broken world as they were survivors of a devastating Krang invasion. Yet, he created all of this.

However, now that they’ve changed the future, his future as a fashion designer is limitless. Think of what Donatello could produce with unlimited resources, unlimited technology, and unlimited creative freedom.

Tech genius. Clothing designer. Fashionista. Future Genius Built Apparel Owner and CEO. I’m sorry, but I have to call it...

Donatello Hamato of the present, of the bad future, and of the good future is a fashion icon, the likes of which the world has never seen. ○○○○

Update: I've decided to make this concept into a mini-comic series!

[accio-victuuri]

xiao zhan’s mfw interview clues, talismans and matching ads. 🎤

based from the ones released today: v magazine, tencent fashion, tod’s and mr. bags. nothing too big, just some connection/s to already established cpns. feel free to appreciate and enjoy the interviews for what they are even without clowning. 🫶🏼

* V Magazine China

when he talked about superpowers, he has changed his answer from being invisible, he just wishes that there will be no disputes in the world. tho the topic is really about what he wants a parallel world to be like. interesting answer. i’m gonna wait for wyb to have an interview with a similar question and see if they will match 😂😂😂

he also answered that his style is more casual and comfortable which is exactly the same as wyb answered a similar question. not that we ever doubted how similar their personal style is. they may choose or prefer different pieces, but it has the same feel. this is who they steal each other clothes and blend in when they want to.

how he answered the question what he learned about style is to subtract. which may mean less is more or something like that. it matches what wyb said he learned about a different thing — acting. so i see this as a similarity between them, they don’t do overdo things.

🎤: If you had two hours of free time, where would you like to spend it?

🐰: Just strolling around. A city-walk.

I hope he does this with WYB! We was this happen in a lot of ZZ’s vlogs.

🎤: What is the most surprising thing from Gucci 2024 Autumn/Winter Women’s Wear show?

🐰: I think the biggest surprise is the bag. I like it very much, the shape of the bag is very avant-grade and bold.

His interest in bags is here again 👀 In his 2019 interview for MFW, he was asked about what his favorite accessory and he answered bag. The CPN happened because WYB was asked in an interview of his promotion of a jewelry brand (Emphasis ) about what jewelry he will give to his loved one. he answered a bag. lol. the question is about a jewelry but he still answered something different. who is he thinking about? a certain someone who loves bags?

🎤: Do you have any unforgettable anecdotes during the Chinese New Year that you can share with everyone?

🐰: There seems to be no Chinese New Year because I spent the Chinese New Year with the crew.

A confirmation what we already know, that he spent CNY in HD. the thing we won’t ever know tho is if WYB was there. Tho some clues point to the answer being yes.

* Tencent Fashion interview

Not much here but he just repeated how he loves bags. Lol. && how his priority is to film. I imagine the same is true for WYB.

* Tod’s interview

I didn’t share the translation for that. sorry! here it is in all it’s glory. not much cpn tho because the questions are centered on his clothes and the show.

🎤: After watching the first show of Tod's new creative director Matteo, can you share with us your first impressions?

🐰: Excited! and then when I was watching the show, I have been taking pictures all the time. Because there are many coats which I like it very much, including the bags, and I think it’s a brand-new attempt. You can see the second show, which is very unique especially it is placed at the tram stop in Milan — I heard that this tram stop is still in active service, can still be used.

🎤: What are the highlights of today’s outfit? Can you introduce it to us?

🐰: Today’s outfit is a more elegant and low-key style. It is a design of the collar on this coat, in fact you can see that it is actually a leather material, this collar can stand up, then you can put it on here and put it on in another way. Then, include this pair of shoe which is also my favorite loafer and this belt, it is also has a very unique design, it has a hemp material and then combine it with leather.

🎤: If you were asked to recommend one of the most “Italian” items you saw on the show today, which one would you recommend?

🐰: Ah~ it’s so difficult! I think there is a lot of it — I think it’s leather, I think everything about leather, the coat including leather on it’s shoes and trousers.

🎤: What are the three must- have travel stuffs during fashion week?

🐰: phone, passport, also…also the (important) card.

🎤: In a series of film and television works, how do you think different costumes help shape the character’s image?

🐰: It does help yourself to get into the role better.

🎤: You have been to Milan Fashion Week many times. Compared with the first time, what changes do you feel this time?

🐰: This time I felt more relaxed and also more cordial. There is a feeling of going home, especially there is DDV Yeye ( Tod’s CEO ) just now, he always tell me how he always welcomed me back says “Welcome back!” I felt woah! that moment was very warm. Then, of course there is conscious lifestyles of Tods that can’t live without.

🎤: Not long ago, you sang “As You Wish” at the Beijing TV Spring Festival Gala. What kind of New Year wishes do you have for everyone?

🐰: (smooth and healthy) for everyone

* Interview with Mr. Bags

this is year 3 of his interview with him! it’s one i’m waiting for cause xz is comfortable with & i feel like he can get away with asking more personal questions.

🎤: Yes, then I saw your personal clothes later I did serious study and research of it on internet. I think our Xiao laoshi really have a personal style, is very good at dressing and I just found out that — for example you will wear some hats, then the scarf and then you will also wear some of these big coats?

XZ: That’s right.

🎤: It looks warm, it has a sense of youth.

XZ: In fact, I felt it safer and then it’s more comfortable because I’m actually myself, in terms of personal clothing I prefer not too many colors, It is mainly; gray, black series and white colors. Those that are comfortable to wear and can’t go wrong and also most effective.

same thing about his personal style and what colors he chooses which is very close to wyb’s.

🎤: I also heard that Xiao Zhan is actually a very homely person. If it weren’t for work then you would just stay at home so I wonder what you usually do when you are at home?

XZ: Actually, I can also play games, sometimes I will have fun, but for most of time I spend my time working out.

this matches some recent fake rumors. 😭😭😭 especially with the part about how xz prefers to stay-in. and then how he likes to play games! who does he play games with??? WYB. there are already a couple of fake rumors and interviews of them talking about the two playing! it’s so nice to hear it from xz.

THE ALLEGED TALISMAN. 💛

p1 is GG recently, from his flight back home and p2 is a not so clear photo of WYB’s phone during HB screening where you can see what looks like a yellow paper. I have no question that GG does this, we have seen it before. but i like the idea of WYB doing something similar, maybe GG even drawing one for him. and this may be the reason why they chose this type of card case.

Finally, the matching ads by Shu Uemura and Loreal. Two different brands and products but I can’t help but see the similarity with the ads 🥹🥹🥹

-END.

[sillystardew]

Bachelors and lending clothes

As the title says, different head canons about bachelors lending you their clothes!

Requests are open!

Gender neutral reader 🦇

Shane

-100% willing to lend you his shirts to wear as pajamas, even if he thinks you’re a little weird for wanting that (he secretly loves it)

-loves it when you borrow his jackets and hoodies, especially if you’re smaller than him by any margin. seeing you drowning in the fabric just warms his little heart

-don't even get me started on HIM borrowing clothes. 

-he loves being able to smell like you, whether it be his clothes you gave back or clothes that he borrowed from you

-would definitely be a little embarrassed for you if you wore his blue jacket in public - why in the world would you want people to see you wearing it?? It’s covered in holes and stains?? But he also likes knowing you aren’t afraid to show people how much you love him

Harvey

-ohhhh this man.

-he really isn't used to anyone being this cheesy or romantic with him

-he blushes like crazy if you ask, and is even worse if he finds that you did it without asking. His wee heart can't take it

-honestly a little surprised that you would even WANT to borrow his clothes

-he’s tall and pretty thin, so unless you’re 6ft-ish, his clothes are going to be wayyy too long on you

-he thinks it’s adorable when you try to do tasks while pulling the sleeves up

-he’d love to sleep in one of your t-shirts, going to sleep knowing you trust and love him like this

-He definitely bundles you up in the winter. If you didn't own any scarves or gloves before, YOU DO NOW

Sebastian

-loves seeing you wear his various band tees

-He’s a bit on the smaller side, so it's possible his clothes are too small. Though lots of his clothes are baggy

-he will 100% be stealing ALL of your hoodies and sweaters. You’re not getting any of them back

-his clothes are very heavily scented with cologne. He doesn't want you to get grossed out by the smell of cigarettes, so he always washes or sprays down his clothes before giving them to you

-might get a little annoyed if you work in his clothes, he doesn't like them getting dirty

Elliott

-is probably the one to offer

-would love to see you in one of his button-ups

-again, like Harvey, he is TALL. Lots of his clothes won't fit you properly

-will wear it after you’ve borrowed it to be able to smell you on his clothes

-not really the type to borrow clothes imo. He would love to get matching pjs with you though

-do a little fashion show for him. I promise he will be blushing like craaazy 

Alex

-TOTALLY into letting you borrow clothes, especially his jerseys (AFTER WASHING.)

-also not really the type to borrow clothes, but he’ll definitely say yes if you offer

-just make sure you tell him not to work out in your clothes because he will forget

-he's cool with you working in his clothes, and even finds it cute. You can both wear his clothes and work out together! As long as you return them with minimal dirt, he doesn't care

Sam

-would love if you wore a t-shirt from his band

-definitely the type to go “lol what if we swapped shirts” and just tear it off on the spot to switch with you

-he actually doesn't have too many non-winter jackets or zip-ups. He has one leather jacket (Seb has a matching one, they got them when they were teens) but it's a little small on him. If it fits you he would love to see you in it

-he will definitely forget or not notice if you take a shirt for a long time, and gets all blushy if he realizes you're wearing it

[onlyseokmins]

butterfly • x.m.h.

Pairing: xu minghao x afab!reader

Genres: smut (minors dni!), fashion designer!au, tiny angst mayhaps

Warnings: little bit of dirty talk, reader is a model FYI but nothing really much abt that lol, one-night stand mention, way too many butterfly metaphors, idk lmk if I missed smth as always!

WC: I have no idea I typed this up on Tumblr mobile whoops

A/N: Thank to this, I'm thinking of fashion designer minghao where you're his muse, model, and arm candy for the lovely butterfly lingerie collection he designed.

He'd just slip his hand through the slit of the dress you wore earlier to his latest press conference the minute the both of you entered his penthouse. His eyebrow raises in mild surprise that not only are you already quite wet but that he can also feel your bare, puffy pussy lips against his fingers. He's quick to fully undress you, smiling with pride at the green crotchless panties and how the delicate lace stretches out across your hips in the shape of a butterfly.

"Dirty," he murmurs appreciatively in your ear as he slides his fingers in, "having your needy pussy open and dripping wet like this in front of all those flashing cameras. These were made for you."

"They kind of were," you remind him teasingly. Instant regret fills you when he takes his fingers out, using his other hand to brush a strand of hair behind your ear.

"It's because you're so pretty. Can't resist you at all but I can show you where you belong."

Anyone would think he means on your knees but instead you're led to his king-sized bed adorned with satin sheets. It overlooks the cityscape and it's the same place he first sketched how heavenly your body looked laying across it as you slept after a whirlwind of a one-night stand.

He envisioned you with wings - not the angelic, feathery kind - but the mystical ones of fairies that resembled a butterfly. The kind that no matter how gently you touched them, they would break and leave the creature unable to fly ever again.

That was how he kept you by his side, how his most famous line of clothing was inspired, and how he still had your scent linger on his bedsheets and tongue. Not that he told a soul about it. Even during the most intimate nights when his body magnetically pressed against yours in a flurry of ecstasy after a sensual photo shoot, you were gone by morning like a butterfly migrating south at the merest threat of winter.

And Minghao feared you'd crumble away in his hands and disappear forever.

But tonight, a different swarm of butterflies flutter - this time inside his gut. He's aware of his feelings now. Giddy upon such a recognition. Enamored every time an article of clothing wraps around the most intimate parts of your body in a strange sense of possession.

He can only hope you'll let him into your heart as easily as you let him enter your pussy, gliding into you with practiced ease and praising himself for the genius idea of designing something delicate enough to tear but accessible to what he wants so they won't be ripped apart.

But now, what he really wants is your heart. Your noses are almost touching as you peer up at him through your lashes. Lips he's always tried to evade are tantalizing close and he finally takes the plunge, pressing his own chapped ones against your soft, plush ones he's dreamed about.

It's chaste and sweet, a bizarre contrast to how hard he's thrusting up into your wet warmth.

"Stay," he mumbles against your mouth, "stay with me. Don't be gone when I wake up."

"Maybe if you had better stamina, you'd be awake by then," you shoot back, feisty as always even as you chase his lips when he pulls back.

"I mean it. Stay here with me, let me order breakfast in bed for us."

"Hao..."

"You never let me buy you anything." His eyes focus on your collarbone as a finger traces circles around your nipple. "And you never let me leave any marks."

"That's because - "

You're cut off by a moan, throwing your head back when he angles his hips just right to hit that spot that has you seeing stars. Light scratches from your nails graze his back as he focuses on drawing you closer and closer to that edge. He reaches his peak right behind you, groaning as you clench around him and tremble at the aftershocks of a powerful climax.

As you try and catch your breath, he starts shuffling around in his nightstand. You hear a soft click and feel something cold lay against your chest. You shift in his hold to look down, your breath catching in your throat.

A gorgeous golden butterfly encrusted with various gems hangs from a matching chain around your neck.

"Are... you getting into jewelry now?"

Minghao sighs. "That's a one of the kind design and it's solely for you. Just like those panties you're wearing."

You thank him, fumbling over your words. "But I couldn't possibly - "

"They're yours. All of it. Even my bank account. I was serious about what I said earlier. Stay with me - forever."

"Forever?"

"Yes, forever. Unless you don't want to but I'm more than happy to continue our arrangement. Plus giving everything you desire even without feelings attached." He clears his throat, suddenly evading eye contact. "But I want you to know that my feelings are genuine if they're something you'd want to return. Even if that's not now."

You're near tears and he starts panicking before you speak. "I've been in awe of you since you showed me that drawing the first night. You've always encouraged me to feel as beautiful as you see. But I didn't know if you were just fantasizing that idea of me or who I actually am."

"What I don't know about you, I'd love to find out."

"Likewise," you confirm, a hand cradling his cheek tenderly.

He joins you in another kiss, gentle and light, like wings brushing across skin. Although the feelings of butterflies may fade with time, he believes they will strengthen into something more beautiful than a butterfly emerging from its caccoon.

[solsticevanfleet]

strawberry vines; s.f.k.

chapter one

Pairing: Sam & female!Reader

Word Count: 2.2k

Summary: You had always been passionate about music and marketing, so when your final capstone university project is to create an exhibit with a specific muse, your chance encounter with a small local band leads you to an epiphany for the showcase. You never meant to mix work with play.

WARNINGS: Mild swearing, alcohol mention.

Notes: Hi guys! This is my first time posting fanfic for this fandom and I’m kinda nervous lol. This is an intro chapter to what will become a series. I hope y’all enjoy this plot layout, please let me know what you think! My asks are always open to comments, concerns, and suggestions!

It had always been cold in Clark, but never like it was today. You always brought an extra sweatshirt (sometimes a blanket) in the winter, but today it was nice outside, so you didn’t think too hard about it when you showed up in a flannel. The wind outside was warm, a nice 76 degrees that felt like a Californian beach-side haven compared to the 59-degree library. Courses had begun a week ago and being a senior, graduation could not come faster, though you were pleasantly surprised when the senior advisor offered a new capstone course. Opting for what felt like the ‘easier’ option, you decided to capstone in “American Magazines” rather than write a 25-page paper in some nondescript writing seminar. All magazines are is journalism of some sort… and it fits almost too perfectly considering your little hobby blog kickstarted pretty well this concert season.

It started as a way to get your writing out, a way to combine your love of music with your dream of working in music management and social media. Snippets of concert reviews and novice photos taken on your cheap Nikon camera were littered throughout the blog, as well as album reviews and interviews with amateur bands and musicians. A blog is basically an online magazine, right? You sat down in the surprisingly comfy library chair and skimmed the class’ syllabus, “END OF YEAR EXHIBIT” was displayed in bold caps and seemed to be the assignment of the year: an exhibit dedicated to the subject of your choice, paired with a homemade zine to be handed out to spectators at the show. 

Subject of your choice… you wracked your mind, flipping through the mental trading card binders of the musicians you’d worked with in the past, you were sure one of them would be up to the idea of being this semester’s muse. 

•

Lecture hall never got better, no matter the course or the people around you. But why would it? It was a lecture hall, but at least your professor seemed nice. Dr. Richards was an older eccentric man who wore his gray hair in a slicked back ponytail. He looked as if he was meant to teach in the fashion department and not in communications, but it made sense as he explained his requirements for the class. After going over the bulk of the syllabus, he went over the end-of-year exhibit in finer detail. It was meant to be a multimedia project where students needed to tie in their overall career goals with, something that reflected what the student had learned in the course as well as their own personality and aspirations. You smiled slightly to yourself, excited about the creative liberties you were being given for the project, and the prospect of being able to design your own exhibit for the public. You hadn’t realized that class ended, and you quickly gathered your things as you rushed to get out, not noticing the tall figure gazing toward you. You looked up and came face to face with your TA for the class. 

“Hey, I’m Danny, I noticed you were kinda zoned out for a moment there and wanted to check in,” he chuckled lightheartedly. His hair was done up in what looked like a turquoise claw clip, his curly bangs and front pieces tousled and frizzy. He radiated what could only be described as pure joy, as if he wanted to help in whatever way he could. 

“Oh my god, sorry, I do that sometimes, you know, lost in the mind of an artist or whatever, I’m just wracking my brain trying to think about what to do my exhibit on…” You cringed at yourself, “You know what, just ignore me. I’ve seen you around before, actually.” Danny looked surprised, and you could see the wheels in his head turning until his eyes lit up. 

“Wait, yeah! I think we have a few mutual friends, small world UMich is. About your exhibit, do you have any ideas so far?” 

“Well, I review local musicians and write about their gigs, usually free ones at bars or restaurants. I was thinking about possibly setting something up with maybe a band of students but I don’t really know where to search for one.” You saw Danny’s eyes light up for the second time.

“It’s funny you say that, I have a band and we perform quite a few times a week at The Garage Bar on Church Street, you know the one right?” You nodded as he spoke, a silent yes to his question. “We’re called ‘Greta Van Fleet’. I don’t think my bandmates would mind you coming in for a few practices or gigs, to be honest, I think Josh would love that. Why don’t I give you my number and we can talk about it more later, I’m running late for practice, actually.”

Danny scribbled his number down on a piece of paper and ripped it out of his notebook, handing it to you with a smile and a nod as he rushed out of the hall. You were alone as you gazed down at his hurried scrawl, who the hell is Josh?

•

Thursday night rolled around and you found yourself staring at the mirror, for the millionth time it seemed, deliberating over your outfit. You didn’t care what you wore, really, but you couldn’t help but feel self-conscious all of a sudden, they wouldn’t scrutinize you, right? They’re just a group of young guys- possibly young? Who were you to know if it wasn’t just your TA and a bunch of grandpas? Or maybe dilfs? Who knows, though you semi-wished for dilfs.

You finally settled on a black mini skirt and a plain orange tee with a jacket thrown on top, something safe but still giving the illusion that you might have gave a fuck about your appearance. As you walked out into the brisk autumn air, you shivered and pulled the jacket closer to you, berating yourself for not dressing warmer. It wasn’t too long before you showed up at the address Danny had sent to you a couple of hours prior, accompanied by a few dancing emojis – he was a frequent user of emojis, you had discovered, with the few texts you two had exchanged. You weren’t expecting google maps to take you to a house, maybe a bar or a practice hall of some sort, but it looked like your typical college-aged boys home. Fairy lights which were strung haphazardly over the porch, lawn chairs on the patio, and a turned-over welcome mat greeted you as you rang the doorbell. You could hear the plucking of off-key guitar strings and chatter coming from behind the door, which only heightened your anxiety about this whole evening. You brought along your laptop and camera, hoping maybe to get some off-the-clock practice shots if the band agreed to work with you on the project.

The door suddenly opened and jarred you from your thoughts, a flash of warm light came from inside the house and a curly mop now stood in front of you. Attached to the mess of curls was a bright white smile belonging to a handsome young guy; he couldn’t have been much older than you, 3 years at most. 

“Welcome, welcome! You don’t have to stand outside, come in and make yourself at home. We have beer and seltzer in the fridge if you want, or apple juice,” The guy blabbed, ushering you inside the foyer leading into the kitchen and living room. 

“Don’t be a dick, she doesn’t want apple juice.” The voice came from beyond the door frame, yelling almost as it berated the man in front of you. As you opened your mouth to speak, almost the exact same motherfucker walked out of the kitchen, “Sorry about Josh, he can be a bit overbearing.”

They had the same look, though this one had long wavy locks and his presence was not as bold, yet he shined as he entered the room. “I’m Jake, and this one is Josh, obviously, I assume youre the girl Danny’s mentioned.” You instantly felt at home, with the yin and yang nature of their contrasting personalities, and you nodded as you looked between the twins. 

Josh knocked the back of his hand into Jake’s shoulder, “Lighten up, will ya?”, he turned back to face you. “Let’s go, Danny and Sam are downstairs tuning. Did you need a drink or anything ‘fore we go?”

“Honestly I’m okay, thank you for asking though. Do you have anywhere I could plug in my charger, though?” 

“Yeah, just follow me.”

You made your way down the narrow staircase into what felt like a make-shift man cave of sorts, traffic signs, and rock ‘n’ roll memorabilia coated the walls as you entered the dimly lit basement. It smelled of incense, alcohol, and a hint of cologne as the boys ahead of you went straight for their bandmates. There sat Danny, and who you could only assume was Sam. He was hunched over what you thought was a guitar, only it was a light blue, almost green color, something you didn’t usually see. He had long brown hair, brushing his shoulders and wrapped like a halo around his face as his eyes were focused on the strings and his plush lips were mumbling something quietly, too quiet to hear. He seemed to be closest to your age, maybe a bit older, but nothing too crazy. Jake gestured you to the couch, where the outlet was sat directly next to, and you took a seat next to him. 

“Nice guitar, I love the color,” you uttered loudly, loud enough to get his attention. He was the only one who hadn’t immediately perked up at your presence, even Danny had greeted you so welcomingly, now occupied with the brothers. This one was seemingly too entranced by the sounds coming out of his instrument as he tuned the strings. At the sound of your voice, he slowly looked up, and you could see he had large, downturned chocolate-colored eyes. He smirked gently, one side of his mouth lifting as he scoffed.

“Thanks, but this is a bass. I understand the confusion though, especially since it is customized. Though, it does look almost brown to me... You don’t get much of those out in the wild.” His eyes quickly scanned your appearance, looking for a comment of his own. “Nice… leaves?” 

You glanced down confused by his comment on the color but noticed your tattoo peeking out from under your skirt, “Oh, thank you, they’re berry vines, strawberries actually. You don’t get much of those out in the wild, either.” He chuckled as you smiled to yourself, pleased with your quick wit. 

“Well, Berry, it’s nice to meet you. Daniel over here has been talking about you coming over for a week now and I think we’re all a little interested in hearing about this little project of yours.” 

“Nicknames already?” Danny chimed in, Sam’s head turning to meet the sound of his voice. “We can talk about logistics later, I have class in the morning so let’s get this shit started.”

The boys all made sounds of agreement and got into position as you looked around and decided to sit on a large purple bean bag chair on the floor, near where Jake was messing around with the pedals next to his feet. It was then that Danny counted them in and Josh’s vocals came in, loud, raw, and powerful, something you didn’t expect to come out of such a small man. The combination of Jake’s electric riffs, Danny’s pounding beat, the smooth and sexy bass lines, and Josh’s voice, you were quite frankly surprised and pleased. When Danny had mentioned a band, you had expected an amateur bunch of musicians trying to mesh their different sounds together, but this band was amazing, sounding as if they had been practicing for years and years together; their chemistry was addicting. As they finished off the song, Josh looked over at you for approval, grinning widely with a sparkle in his eyes really only seen in people who were truly passionate and into their craft. Your only reaction was a dropped jaw.

“That was… insane. Like, I’m blown away to be quite honest, you all work so harmoniously together- how? I mean, you’re all so cohesive.”

“I mean, we’ve been playing together since high school, we got a small following back home because of it but there’s always room to practice.” Jake was so genuine with his responses, probably the most level-headed out of the bunch. You nodded, urging them to tell more. He continued, “It’s been a rollercoaster but we’re looking to reach outside of just local bars and lounges.” 

Sam chimed in, “Yeah, I’m kind of sick of college.” he flashed you a smirk, which made your cheeks heat, but you ignored the urge to keep eye contact with him. “Well, I would love to work with you guys this semester… I’ve got good social media skills too if you’d like this to branch outside of academics…,” Even asking the question felt embarrassing to ask, but something inside told you to stick around. 

The boys looked around at each other, communicating with their eyes, silently agreeing with nods of approval and shrugs before Josh spoke up, “I think we could swing that.”

[fashionablylala]

Fashion Week isn't for the Weak!

What's twice a year and has a bob? That's right, it's fashion week y'all! It's the most hectic time of year for anyone in the fashion industry. From designers, influencers, celebrities, and even people like myself, journalists! This season highlights the fall/winter collections from some of the biggest names in the world, and introduces a few newcomers. Take a stroll down the runway with me as I break down the most memorable moments surrounding Black talent!

First off we have New York, home of Timberland boots and of course my favourite music genre, hip hop. Usually I really love NYFW because some of my favourite designer showcase there, but honestly this season bored me.

Thom Browne had celebrities like Janet Jackson, Queen Latifah, Alton Mason etc dressed head to toe in their brand for the FW24 show.

Along with some gorgeous campaign images all shot by Black photography duo AB+DM (Ahmad Barber and Donté Maurice). I love it when Black creatives are given the opportunity to thrive in their skills on a big platform; their photography is immaculate. Each celebrity was well put together, the styling was perfection.

I very recently learned that Luar was founded by Raul Lopez, a Brooklyn based designer originally from the Dominican Republic. The collection wasn't really my vibe so I'll just be quiet on that subject lol. No shade. In other news, we saw Beyoncé attending his show in support of her nephew Juelz, who debuted on the runway modelling for the brand. Miss Renaissance wore a full silver outfit (of course lol) by Gaurav Gupta. I hated the way it was styled personally, especially with the Luar bag. The handbag felt forced and probably was to some degree, as she was sitting front row as an invited guest that meant she had to wear something from the brand. Her team could have done a better job pairing the accessory with another outfit or choosing a different bag altogether. Also I'm very much over the cowboy hat, but I know she's currently promoting her new country music so I wasn't surprised. I wouldn't call Beyoncé a fashion girlie, but considering she's the biggest star in the world I hope that her glam squad would do a better job. Fix it Jesus.

Beyoncé wearing Gaurav Gupta Couture and Luar bag

LaQuan Smith is probably my most anticipated designer from NYFW, but this season I didn't even see his collection on my feed. I had to search for it, which is unusual for me as it's usually posted all over my timeline with everyone gagging and hyperventilating. I then realised why it was barely posted when I finally saw his collection, because it left me feeling uninspired. It wasn't innovative or exciting, just kind of regular and something that's been done before. This is a fabulous gay Black man who usually CLEARS every time, but this season left me confused. Where was the innovation? Where was the hoochie mama flavour? What was the extra razzle dazzle? It was barely there. It felt like an lazy afterthought and I'm even sad to say that about one of my favourite Black designers. If I compare FW24 to his previous collections you will see exactly what I mean. For example the FW22 collection was opulent, sexy, and vibrant. LaQuan is a true innovator who doesn't follow trends, because he sets them hunny! So I'm not sure what happened this season, but I blame Elon Musk. Somehow it's always his fault, don't question me lmao. I just know that my fav can produce better designs, but I won't let this low key mid collection put me off. I guess we all have bad days right? It wasn't ugly by any means, it just kept the hoochie mama flavour and unusual designs to a minimum. And my beloved friend and fashion partner in crime, keeps telling me that it's now a dying theme to make room for quiet luxury, which had me heartbroken. On a nicer note, the music on the runway however was GREAT! I loved that he used “The Player's Club” snippet as the intro, it's such a classic movie and a staple in Black culture. I would listen to that entire mix daily! It was a beautiful blend of Curtis Mayfield, Baby Tate, Nicki Minaj, Sadé, Missy Elliott and more. Plus with a piano performance by Babyface, who sang Two Occasions by The Deele. That was a very nice touch! I'm gonna need LaQuan to put it on Spotify asap so I can pop my puss 😜

LaQuan Smith FW24

LaQuan Smith FW23

While I was sad that I couldn't get an invite to see my favourite London based designers showcase their talent, I was quickly relieved when I saw what went down the runway. I would have sold my left arm to be at some LFW shows this season, but my disappointment followed from NYFW as I felt unimpressed by the usual showstoppers. Despite that, I quickly felt better once I spotted UK grime legend Skepta at the Burberry show wearing a BLOODY GORGEOUS fur teal coat by the brand. Every time I see that man at fashion week or on a red carpet he looks extremely good. I don't think he gets enough credit for his drip and we need to change that.

Anna Wintour and Skepta at the Burberry show

As I previously mentioned we also occasionally see newcomers during fashion week, and that brings me to introduce Tolu Coker. She's a British Nigerian designer who graduated from Central Saint Martins in 2017, and hasn't taken her foot off the accelerator since! Tolu first showcased her FW19 collection at London fashion week, and she's worked with the likes of Stefflon Don, Burna Boy, Adwoa Aboah and more amazing names.

Her collections are always nothing short of fabulous and full of life. Tolu even had a collab with UGG for the footwear of her FW24 collection, which was definitely a BIG FLEX lol. Making it to Vogue Runway is already a great achievement, but to have a popular loved brand like UGG supporting your collection is very cool. UGG has also been known to collab with Telfar, another incredible Black owned brand. And I'm starting to see a pattern here and I love that for us 🥰

MFW

As we move into Milan, the first collection that comes to mind is Diesel. They had all the Black folks walking hunny! It was like a family reunion lol. We saw names like Alton Mason to Leomie Anderson and so many more! And of course everyone was killing it because that's what we do! 💅🏾 The clothes were fun but still practical, which is expected from Diesel. Leomie had on a gorgeous pink and orange number that was oozing with IT GWORL ENERGY. It was overall a great show. I'm a sucker for a fur coat especially if it's an usual colour, and Diesel was nothing short of that. Besides the weird music announcement thingy lol I have no notes.

Gucci finally produced something I liked after years of mediocre BS designs, but I'm still not buying clothing from a racist brand. I think a lot of people have forgotten why the household name was being boycotted some years ago, so here's a quick reminder…

Y'all can still give them your coins if you want to but I'm not a damn EEDIAT fool. You only need to insult me once. Thank you. Next.

It's now time for Paris! Some of you might know the city for their wonderful pastries, but I know it for some of the most popular fashion houses in the world! Supermodel Anok Yai, didn't walk for Mugler despite her recently being chosen as the face for the brand, and I definitely missed her presence! 😭 However our favourite curvy models Precious Lee and Paloma Elsesser did. I wasn't too excited by the outfits they were wearing, it felt like they gave them the safe options. I see this happening far too often with plus size models and it's frankly getting extremely tiring. It's rare to have bigger bodies on the runway at all, but if we do they're completely covered up. Plus size models are barely visible, we only get 1 or maybe 2 if we're lucky on the runway at a time, because yay tokenism! 🥲

Model and gamer, Paris HK said it perfectly. Bigger bodies deserve so much better. I say this at least 10 times a year smh.

Moving onto better news, my other fav Balmain, was brilliant… but I'm never surprised by that. Olivier Rousteing has been the creative director since 2011, and he's a Black French designer who always knows how to bring life back into the runway. His recent custom looks haven't been giving the same energy and I'm not sure why, but his collections are never a disappointment! He puts his foot in that sh** EVERY TIME! His FW24 show was gorgeous, however he could have came a little harder! His core ideas were based on heritage and his hometown, Bordeaux. His take was elegant and giving grown woman, which makes sense because some designs were inspired by his mother's wardrobe too. We saw lots of different ways he incorporated fruits and shells into perfect pieces of walking art. A few designs felt a tad bit unfinished, and I wasn't a fan of him pairing slouchy Chino style trousers with the corsets. However for the most part Olivier absolutely delivered. I liked his bags too which usually go under the radar. There was so much to enjoy with this collection. Olivier is a brilliant designer, and I always look forward to what he brings to fashion week because he rarely ever disappoints!

Watch the FW24 show here via YouTube:

https://www.youtube.com/live/chUl7Gdr41E?si=qpHNziXA66_cOHhr

Off-White also has a Black creative director by the name of Ibrahim Kamara, who is also the Editor-in-Chief of Dazed. I completely loved his collection! Butterflies, pastels, fur, dice, lime green… and everything that makes me happy 😊 it had a New York edge to it and felt like an obvious nod to hip-hop and overall Black culture. It was a nice combination of basketball bags and the matching sneakers, and not to mention the hoochie mama designs, which y'all know that I love! His collection was giving “girly but keep it gangster” and that's definitely a bit of me. At first Ibrahim seemed like he lacked the confidence to really go for it when he debuted his very first collection for Off-White SS23. For those that don't know, he took over as CD when the incredibly talented, Virgil Abloh suddenly passed away in November 2021. Tbh I wasn't moved by Ib’s first collection but since then he's found his footing bit by bit. This season I definitely enjoyed the menswear a lot more than the womenswear unfortunately, which is crazy because the potential was totally there but it seemed like Kamara wanted to keep the girls more edgy. Models like Chanel Iman and Jourdan Dunn were spotted walking in the show, of course they came to f**k sh** up as per usual!

Off-White FW24

My girlfriend in my head aka Precious Lee, walked for the show wearing a trench coat that completely covered her up 🙃 yet again, why do designers always hire plus size models and cover them in excessive amounts of fabric? It's childish, like grow up! I wanna see her titties bouncing like a basketball on a court. Stop playing with me. It's always the same stupidness and as a plus size baddie myself, it truly jars me. The same thing happened last fw season and it needs to stop.

I want to see girls like Precious Lee wearing sexy bodycon dresses or figure hugging clothes that show off her shape, because that's more realistic. That's how I look when I'm wearing my favourite clothes and there's absolutely nothing wrong with that. All bodies deserve to be seen regardless of their proportions. Have you seen her body?!?! Why hire someone as delicious as Precious if they're just gonna drape loads of pointless material to hide her magnificent curves??? Don't piss me off.

Precious Lee for Off-White FW24

Precious Lee for Off-White FW23

On a happier note, Halle Bailey and Willow Smith were spotted in front row. It was a nice moment that everyone seemed excited for, including me! I hope we can see a duo from them one day, because not only do they compliment eachother visually but musically that would be an iconic link up.

So fashion week this season was a bit chaotic as always, but in some ways quite impressive. I must always ask though, when will the day come when we see a Black woman occupying the role of creative director of a huge fashion house??? We've seen Pharrell takeover at Louis Vuitton for menswear and several other Black men are in that chair for Balmain, Off-White etc …so when will Black women get the opportunity? Moschino is one of my favourite brands of all time, but their recent decision to hire another white man has left a bad taste in my mouth. They've never had a Black CD and haven't had a female one in over 20 years! I think it's time for a change. Where's Gabriella KJ at? 👀 Or even the CEO of Black owned luxury fashion brand, Hanifa? It's 2024 and Black women are the ones who are buying fashion items THE MOST, but are leading in the big fashion roles THE LEAST. It burns me to my core y'all. It's hard to love fashion whilst witnessing this sh** to be completely honest with you. The only thing that keeps me smiling is seeing people like Tolu Coker being praised, and seeing more Black models on the runway. A win is still a win! So I will take those wins and skip all the way to the very last topic…

Here is my best and the worst of FW24!

BEST:

Susan Liang

Chen Peng

Balmain

Schiaparelli

Richard Quinn

Wiederhoeft

Harris Reed

Diesel

Tolu Coker

Stella McCartney

WORST:

Alexander McQueen

Moschino

Vivienne Westwood

Balenciaga

Louis Vuitton

Miu Miu

Loewe

Blumarine

Well I hope I was able to teach you something about fashion week that you never knew, or maybe you just enjoyed having a little kiki with me 😊 Whichever it was, I wish you all a beautiful start to Spring! And I hope you have your pastel outfits ready, because being afraid of colour is silly. Life is too short to only wear Black, and if it feels like I'm talking to you then I probably am... Fight me 🥰🥰🥰 Plus everybody knows that baby pink looks pretty on darker skin 😉

xoxo LaLa

[just-lexy]

Flatmates. Part 2.

to look for part 1 click in the tag Bey Flatmates and you should find it.

Last year (end of 2021 actually) I started this WIP and then never continued lol (story of my life). I finally decided to finish the second chapter because I have some time off and because it was about time. Not sure when and if you will get more though. But well.

What did you miss: Julia is an unexpected guest at Kai's house in Milan. Characters: Julia Fernandez, Kai Hiwatari Ships: Nope. Rating: I don’t understand rating. Characters are over 25yo so they speak and act accordingly. Notes: Bey Universe, post championships life. Julia slips a few Spanish words here and there

Kai Hiwatari knows how to laugh.

Kai’s “not being at home” much was an understatement. 

Julia hadn’t planned to find that out firsthand, but it looked like that trip was an infinite series of misadventures. When the morning after her arrival Julia went to work she thought she would have used the keys Kai had left on the counter for her just to recollect her stuff. 

Instead, her boss had been extremely rude, lecturing her in front of everybody about how unprofessional she had been calling her several times the night before. 

Claro, boss, it's worth risking freezing in the winter of Milan because the company wouldn’t cover the hotel expenses. 

Pride had surged into her, flaming and letting her act without thinking, boasting how she had found a solution already by herself. Ni de coña she would have asked for her help after that. 

So, she had tapped on Kai’s chat - easy to spot since he was the one without a profile picture, a sign of his inadequacy on social media, or the fact he still hadn’t saved her number - and told him she was gonna take on his offer. At that point, she wasn’t even surprised to receive a single “OK” in response.  

And that turned out to be their only interaction apart from the morning she found him in the kitchen, collecting some things before heading out, already dressed in an impeccably tailored anthracite suit, as if ready to be portrayed on the front cover of Forbes. After a simple “good morning” he took off and in the next four days, there had not been any other meeting.

To be fair, Julia herself had a different schedule every day according to the shows she was supposed to attend.

On the other hand, in the apartment, she had come to meet various members of the help. The petite and super-fast cleaning lady, the Spanish speaker gardener with whom she enjoyed a nice chat on the terrace overlooking the mix of red and grey roofs of Milan, and the plumber, who fixed her bathroom sink. 

Kai looked like a guest of his own house.

Friday was the day. The day Julia had been waiting for. The whole trip was supposed to be worth it just for that Friday. In the morning, her company had their most important show of Milan’s fashion week, since the designer had chosen their handmade accessories for their collection. And it had been everything Julia had imagined, even more, so that when she went back to the apartment in the early afternoon, she felt happy like Cinderella coming back from the ball.

But contrary to Cinderella she didn’t have any curfew to abide by, Julia had still another event to look forward to, the event for which she had been carrying around the precious clothes bag: Versace’s party. 

If she had been already determined to get the Milan gig, when the news of the Versace invitations started roaming around the office a few weeks prior, Julia had been even more focused. 

And finally, the day had come. Waking up from her nap and freshened up by a shower, Julia’s mind was well-rested and all over the moon when she heard the front door closing and steps getting into the living room. 

It took her a few seconds to recognize Kai’s voice, deeper than usual, the sounds he emitted were foreign, round, and dragged at the end of every sentence. Julia guessed he must have been speaking on the phone, maybe some work call to justify his sudden chatty mood. Then Kai started giggling. Kai’s giggling and laughing were even more foreign than the Japanese and Julia’s curiosity was immediately piqued. She had to see with her own eyes what was happening. 

Julia followed the voice and when she reached the kitchen, Kai was just closing the fridge. He turned, a smile still pursing his lips up while he acknowledged her presence and broke the magic spell. He turned serious once again, and Julia felt disappointed hearing him resume the conversation in a neutral tone, clearly pronouncing her name in the middle of the Japanese sentence. 

Julia felt ready to voice a question when Kai stepped closer, handing her his phone with a sigh. The screen lit up for a second showing the ongoing call with a name in Kanji followed by a kaomoji. 

Julia took the phone confused and followed with her gaze Kai who was retreating upstairs. 

“Hello?” She asked confused in the device, to be then flooded by Hiromi’s excited screams to which she answered with another excited scream, and so on. It was so nice to hear her friendly and warm voice after days of stress and loneliness. Because, yes, she was living the dream, but she was missing on the interpersonal side. 

“So, how is it going at Kai’s?”

“Chiqui, this place. Why didn’t you tell me Kai is such a rich motherfucker?”

Julia hung up the call when Hiromi declared it was time for her to get some sleep. With a smile lighting up her face, she recollected herself and pondered what to do with the phone in her hand. The screen had turned black. 

Was it worth it to break the self-imposed rule to not check the mysterious upstairs? She decided it wasn’t after she climbed a couple of steps and could hear the sound of a shower.

Nope, time to be the perfect guest and get ready for the evening. 

Julia was almost ready an hour later, the Versace dress fitting her like a glove. She couldn’t believe her luck the day she found it in the second-hand market in Madrid. Spring collection 2018, soon to become a classic. And she still couldn’t believe she was shortly going to be in the same room as the designer of that same dress. 

Looking at her reflection in the full mirror in the living room, she was still deciding how to style her hair when the noise of a door opening announced Kai’s figure descending the stairs. 

“Up or down?” Julia asked him out of habit, as she would have done with her brother or a boyfriend. Her hand kept up her hair for a few more seconds before letting them flow back on her shoulders to show the two different options. 

What was not a habit was getting a real response instead of the usual, safe, and boring: “You look beautiful either way”. 

Kai actually stopped on his track, in his hands a pair of boots and a jacket, and gave her a head-to-toe look.

“Down”, he concluded without any hint of irony. 

Julia’s head turned automatically towards the mirror giving the total look another scan and accepting that she looked better with her hair down.

Kai was heading again toward the kitchen and Julia followed: he had given her a piece of fashion advice, they were bound to form a bond now, verdad?

“Going out as well?” Julia inquired sitting at the kitchen island while he dived again into the fridge. 

Kai emerged with a puzzled look and a box full of sushi, but quickly regained his usual composure and answered with his usual monosyllable, “yes”. 

Julia’s brain rummaged for at least five topics of conversation - her specialty - and by the time she could land on one, Kai spoke. 

“Do you want some?”

Her answer was delayed because she was still too focused on her line of thinking. Then she eyed the sushi placed on the light marble. It was early for her to have dinner, at best it was time for a light snack. 

The dark gaze of the man seemed to deeply examine even her thoughts before he opened a drawer and picked up a fork and chopsticks. The scene was a bit daunting with the silence and the stares, but Julia couldn’t suppress a hint of relief learning he knew where to find cutlery in his own kitchen. She had been afraid the sole user was the cleaning lady but it looked like Kai had enough familiarity with the place to make Julia feel for the first time like she really was in the Hiwatari’s household. 

“You should eat,” Kai woke her up from her mental digressing, handing her the fork and a cloth napkin. He continued setting the space with two plates, and glasses and poured soy sauce into a small cup. “You’ll learn it’s better to not count on the catering at Fashion Week’s events.”

Being rendered speechless wasn’t a common feeling for Julia, so she just nodded and accepted the invitation. It didn’t last long though, her brain recovering quickly enough to start her questioning. Why did he consider her incapable of using chopsticks? How was he finding sushi in Italy? How did he end up living in Italy in the first place?

The conversation ran smoothly and pleasantly. They could chat easily, teasing each other amicably. Joder, that was good news. Somebody might have said that Hiromi was right. 

The sushi was almost finished when Julia placed down her chopstick - that she achieved with her salty comments - and finished the sparkling water in her glass. 

“You still haven’t told me where you are going tonight.”

“I thought you were more observant,” Kai challenged her with a raised eyebrow. Julia took it personally, took offense to it even - with an exaggerated hand gesture - but then tried to restore whatever she was missing. Kai smirked seeing her predicament and hinted to the chair next to him where he had placed the jacket he was carrying before.

Julia was already letting a sequence of Spanish insults out of her mouth but then she started to really see what he was trying to tell her.  

“You’re coming to the Versace party!” The jacket was black but it had a series of embroideries, golden details, and studs that just screamed the designer’s name. How could she have missed it? Her reputation was over, she was not cut out for her dream job. Shame on her, shame on her cow. 

“You figured it out eventually,” Kai spoke interrupting her interior drama and starting to put away the leftovers. He looked entertained, el traicionero.

“Why are you invited to this party?” She scoffed. 

“Because I am a rich motherfucker,” Kai quoted her comment, meant originally just for Hiromi’s ears. Julia was clearly descending slowly through different circles of hell, but couldn’t understand if he was seriously annoyed or just teasing. She didn’t know him that well and she was still his guest. 

“It was a compliment, I don’t have anything against your mother,” she blurted out panicking. 

Genial, as usual, her mouth was faster than her brain and now it looked like she couldn’t even understand basic English. 

Kai laughed it off rinsing the plates before placing them in the dishwasher. Vale, he wasn’t mad. 

“You better not, she is the sweetest.”

“I wonder how you came about then.”

He wasn't mad, yet.

But now it was two in a row, straight down to the bottom. Could have she learned from her first mistake? Yes. Did she though? Absolutely not. Could she walk out of this situation unscathed one more time? By Kai’s expression when he looked back at her, the answer was no. 

For a second she had hoped she could get a - surely fancy - ride with him to the party.

Well, she had just blown it. 

[nymphinia-gifs]

[angeloftheodd]

Fancy Hearts in the Snow and Ivy ❄️🌱

Happy Winter! 🤍

[dinersaturn]

I had to take screenshots because they forgot the braid textures on Swag’s hair in the beginning. And it very noticeable because they amped up the hair graphics to advertise for the winter fashion show hair play dolls line.

[blxckdragonfly]

Fearless (Darkness Finds You Universe Drabble #1)

(Song: "Fearless (Taylor's Version)" by Taylor Swift. Which, I find ironic because I read that Chris is a full fledge Swiftie and went to five shows.... Jesus. 💀

Pairing: Chris Motionless x Lycia Winters "Pronunication of her name-- Lai-shuh" (played by Ana De Armas)

Word Count: 1,200-1,300ish (this is just a chunk of the whole piece, lol)

Synopsis: In this sneak peek, Lycia attends her first Inkcarceration Festival with Chris and Motionless In White, also leading up to Lycia taking his hat that he wore onstage. We got fluff af in this piece! Also, when I have 'lilithczar' like Lycia's posts on IG-- that's my character, Lyra, not Juliet Simms. Just a heads up! Enjoy! X Tiger. Co-written with @blackrose-92)

Inkcarceration Festival: Mansfield Reformatory, Mansfield, Ohio. July 15th, 2023. 

Today, we’re in Mansfield, Ohio because Chris and the boys in Motionless are playing at Inkcarceration Festival, the festival is at the Mansfield Reformatory, an old haunted prison. 

When we arrive, rain is pouring down around the entire festival– I change into my “A-Batty-Nation” black bodysuit and “Blood Serpent” leggings from Black Milk Clothing, a pair of black faux leather platform boots from Lamoda, a faux leather jacket, my “Live Your Life” black and gold earrings from Fashion Nova to match my gold wolf necklace and coffin ring. I pull my hair into a ponytail and wear light makeup as I do at festivals. 

I watch Chris and the boys as they hit the stage, opening their set with Sign of Life. I take photos with my camera, some of which I capture Chris meeting my eyes and blowing me kisses which makes me laugh. 

After their set, I’m suddenly pulled aside into the pouring rain by Chris, which takes me by surprise as he kisses me deeply, making me melt into him. I wrap my arms around his neck, deepening our kiss and letting the rain wash over us. 

When we break apart, I start giggling as he rests his forehead against mine. The rain continues to pour, but neither of us seem to care as we stay in that moment, our eyes locked on each other. With another kiss as passionate as before, Chris pulls away and looks down at me, his face full of tenderness and adoration. He brushes his thumb across my cheek softly. 

“I’m so glad you’re here,” he says, the warmth of his words washing over me. I smile and nod in agreement before reaching up and cupping his face in my hands. 

“Me too. There’s not a single place I’d rather be than right here, with you.” I reply before leaning up for another kiss. This time it was gentle, a simple expression of our love for each other amidst the chaos and noise of the festival around us. 

When we break apart again, I couldn’t help but giggle as Chris rests our foreheads together. I close my eyes and breathe him in, the smell of the rain mixed with his sweat from being on stage moments ago. His embrace is enough to block out the noise around us, allowing us to just be together in that moment. 

I suddenly smirk mischievously as I look at him, I reach for the hat that he’d worn on stage and take it off him, revealing the shaved sides of his new haircut. 

“Lycia!” Chris exclaims as I start laughing. “Very funny, honey. Give me my hat, please.” 

I smirk at him and shake my head at him, Chris raises a brow at me as he reaches for his hat again, I move it out of his grip. 

“Babe, come on,” Chris starts to whine and I giggle. 

“No,” I reply, my smirk still in place as I look at him. I take a few steps back as I hold the hat out of his reach and teasingly spin it on my black acrylic finger. Chris raises an eyebrow and crosses his arms. 

“Oh, really?” Chris says as he’s starting to get amused by my antics. I nod in response, and continue to play with his hat, making sure I stay out of his reach. 

“Lycia,” His voice takes on a warning tone as he takes a step forward toward me. I laugh, seeing the look on his face and take a few more steps back, taunting him playfully with his hat in my black and white nailed fingers. I turn my back to him and start walking slowly, making sure that he can still see me. 

Chris’s smirk widens as I look over my shoulder at him as he watches me go and without warning, he reaches out and pulls me into his arms from behind. I gasp in surprise before quickly turning around to face him. 

Chris grins at me before pulling me close for another kiss underneath the rain. When we break apart I smile gently up at him before leaning forward to kiss him on his tattooed jawline. 

“You know I love you,” Chris whispers as he gazes into my yellow-green hazel eyes with a loving expression on his face. 

“I love you too,” I murmured, my voice barely audible over the sound of the rain that was now pouring around us. Chris smiles in response, reaching up to and brushing a wet strand of my caramel brown hair from my face. 

He then grasps the hat between us before pulling it back onto his head, effectively shielding him from the rain. He looks up into my eyes and grins widely before leaning down for one more kiss. 

This time, the kiss is gentle and slow, filled with emotion as our hearts connect through the simple action of our lips touching. When we finally break apart again, I look up into Chris’s brown eyes lovingly before I rest my forehead against his chest softly. 

“Mm, what am I going to do with you?” Chris’s voice is full of warmth and affection as he rests both of my hands against his heart. I smile into his chest as I wrap my arms around his neck, bringing myself even closer to him. 

“Never stop loving me, Christopher Cerulli,” I whisper. “That’s all I ask.” 

Chris laughs softly as he kisses my forehead lightly. 

“That’s a promise I can keep,” He murmurs before pulling away to look at me. His thumb comes up to caress my cheek tenderly as he looks into my eyes searchingly. 

“I don’t think I could ever stop loving you,” He whispers, his voice barely audible above the pattering of the rain, a small smile playing on his lips as he gazes down at me. 

My cheeks flush pink as I lean into his touch and return his smile with one of my own before leaning forward and pressing a gentle kiss against his lips, he responds by wrapping his arms around me tightly and deepening the kiss, pouring all of his love into it as he does so. 

Chris reaches up and pushes another errant strand of my caramel brown hair out of my face, tucking it behind my ear before cupping my face in his hand once again. 

“You know,” I whisper. “Whenever I’m feeling down or lost, all I have to do is look into your brown eyes and I know that everything is going to be okay. That we’re going to be okay.” 

Chris smiles at me softly and leans in for another gentle kiss, this time more passionate than before. His hand moves to caress the top of my hair gently, as he pulls back slightly and looks into my eyes. 

“I feel the same way,” He murmurs as he rests his forehead against mine, closing his eyes as he takes a deep breath trying to memorize the moment. He then looks back up into my bright yellow-green hazel eyes with a soft expression on his face. 

“You're my light in the darkness,” He whispers tenderly as he tenderly presses a kiss against my forehead. I smile widely as I wrap my arms around him tightly, relishing how safe and secure he makes me feel when I’m close to him. 

“And you’re mine,” I murmur softly before looking up at him with admiration in my gaze.

Chris nodded in agreement, leaning forward so our foreheads were pressed together, our lips just inches away from each other. His thumb caressed my face gently as he closed his eyes and breathed in the scent of my hair-- the familiarity and letting it wash over him in a wave of peace.

"I love you, my Lycia," He whispers against my lips before pressing them together for another lingering kiss. When we broke apart again, I grin up at him widely before snuggling closer to him with a happy sigh, not caring in the world if we were getting soaked to the bone from the rain.

"I love you too, Chris," I murmured back happily before tilting my head up for one more kiss that was full of passion and longing.

When we pulled apart, both of us breathing heavily, I rest my head on Chris's chest contentedly as I listen to the steady rhythm of his heart beneath my ear.

Looking up at him fondly as I smile softly before moving my lips until they were barely an inch away from his.

"I don't want this moment to ever end." I whisper against his lips before pressing mine against his in a kiss that left no doubt about the feelings that I feel for him.

We remain like that for what felt like an eternity, our hearts and our hands find each other again and our fingers intertwine tightly as we stand there enjoying each other's presence until a loud crack of thunder echoed through the sky, breaking us out of our trance and making us jump slightly in surprise.

Chris smiles at me reassuringly before holding out his hand once more for me to take as we headed off to the bus to get out of our soaked clothes, I post one of the photos I took of Chris onstage earlier during their set on my Instagram.

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lycia.rosee: Went to my first inkcarcerationfestival, it was pouring down rain but so magical because I got to spend it with my boy and his band. Here's a photo of my babe killing it on stage today. So much fun. 🖤 chrismotionless

jensenackles: I definitely need to come out and see Motionless perform! They look like such a badass band onstage. 🔥

jaredpadalecki: Completely agree, brother. jensenackles 😊

chrismotionless: Crowd blew our minds today. But most of all, I think I'm starting to realize that I love spending rainy days with you. 🖤

lycia.rosee: Aw, baby. 🥺 I love spending them with you too. chrismotionless 🖤

chrismotionless: That can easily be arranged. Just hit us up, we've got you both. jensenackles jaredpadalecki

thejennwithin: Did Chris kiss you in the rain? Please tell me he did because that would be the cutest thing! ❤️

lycia.rosee: Maybe... 😏❤️ thejennwithin

thejennwithin: SO CUTE! 🥺 lycia.rosee

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Hey dearie, God bless you and I hope all is well c: In light of your fashion brand and poll, what online stores do you shop on to receive clothing? Right now I’m using shein but I’ve noticed that there has been some concerns over the ethics in regards to people who create their clothing. I try to be cautious of where I shop and I just want to find other brands and places that are affordable but suitable to my taste ( my style is a mix of casual and modesty ).

Hi!

I hardly buy clothes anymore, but aesthetically wise, my favorite brands are

& Other Stories (more expensive than the usual fast fashion brand but still quite affordable)

COS (same as above)

EATME (I love their set of winter/maxi dresses!! And my inner weeb will always have a fondness for this whole josei gothic lolita thing lol)

Lemaire (high end)

Courrèges (big time favorite!!)

Jacquemus (high end - but I heard the quality/price ratio was quite underwhelming)

PECO CLUB (RIP y_y)

Yeah Shein is infamous for being tacky and low quality...you really should opt for buying less but more qualitative clothes.

As a fashion graduate, I want everyone to know how undervalued clothes are. A tee isn't supposed to cost 15$. The only reason it does is because slaves stitched them. The textile, the transportation, the shop maintenance fee, etc....how can all of that can amount to so low. I know that fast fashion giants have interesting wholesale price, but still, the labor is weird they have the leverage to cut the costs

In my Christian fashion brand market study, I purposely put a wide range of price (10€>100/150€) to see where my audience is and...the results are quite....eye-opening xD I wouldn't say I'm surprised because as a millennial I grew up with fast fashion and cheap clothing, but it definitely shows that my brand demographics won't be of the majority. I am totally aware that not everyone is willing to pay more than a hundred €€ for a dress, and almost as much for a top or bottoms...

Less is more ; buying a good, pretty & exquisitely appropriate 200€ dress once a year will always cost you less than buying a few ones a year at +50€ at H&M or Zara. My business model doesn't rely on solely selling clothes anyway. I wish the my proposal will prompt people into introspection and whether they would by less, but better and more "appropriate" fashion.