found

my long-lost victorian bear rug! well, we can all sleep a lot easier now...

Camera Obscura - "French Navy" official video

amen

The Bridge Poem
by Donna Kate Rushin

I've had enough
I'm sick of seeing and touching
Both sides of things
Sick of being the damn bridge for everybody

Nobody
Can talk to anybody
Without me
Right?

I explain my mother to my father
my father to my little sister
My little sister to my brother
my brother to the white feminists
The white feminists to the black church folks
the black church folks to the ex-hippies
the ex-hippies to the black separatists
the black separatists to the artists
the artists to my friends parents...

Then
I've got to explain myself
To everybody

I do more translating
Than the gawdamn U.N.

Forget it
I'm sick of it

I'm sick of filling in your gaps

Sick of being your insurance against
the isolation of your self imposed limitations

Sick of being the crazy at your holiday dinners

Sick of being the odd one at your Sunday brunches

Sick of being the sole black friend to 34 individual white people

Find another connection to the rest of the world
Find something else to make you legitimate
Find some other way to be political and hip

I will not be the bridge to your womanhood
Your manhood
Your humanness

I'm sick of reminding you not to
Close off too tight for too long

I'm sick of mediating with your worst self
On behalf of your better selves

I am sick
Of having to remind you
To breathe
Before you suffocate
Your own fool self

Forget it
Stretch or drown
Evolve or die

The bridge I must be
Is the bridge to my own power
I must translate
My own fears
Mediate
My own weaknesses

I must be the bridge to nowhere
But my true self
And then
I will be useful

gazing mirror

octobre's gazing mirror is featured in two very pretty treasuries~

http://www.etsy.com/treasury/4cacf9252e2f8eef679b054f/hush?index=0

http://www.etsy.com/treasury/4ca8d25363448eef115ef6c7/the-winters-ghost-goes-a-flutter?index=5

i think hanging on a wall, it would be lovely and unexpected.

Rufus Wainwright - Rules and Regulations

this calls for a little rufus~

legs

heterosexual men's hosiery advocate, eugene t. s. wong. i love this guy~


not sure this is what he had in mind for man hose, but okay.

octobre's victorian mustard thigh high stockings were featured in a rainy day treasury. it seems that the feminine mystique has not always been so...feminine.

http://www.etsy.com/treasury/4ca8041af0306d91abda9fb5/be-weather-ready-and-let-the-rain-kiss?index=0

apparently, men wore stockings (pardon me, they were called hose) long before women. they were embroidered, tied above the knee, somewhat fancy and very sultry~

by the 16th century, these two legged hose became one garment. i did not know this.

egon schiele~

e. j. bellocq~

aubrey beardsley~

enchantment

octobre's woodland pixies have been included in this very pretty treasury~

http://www.etsy.com/treasury/4ca74e0363448eefa79eb0c7/enchantment

who doesn't love pinecones, wild rabbits and mossy forests. i am smitten by the color and texture of laura trager's magickal trees...

http://www.etsy.com/shop/LauraTrager?ref=seller_info