This era in fashion is classically known as ‘anything goes’ as many new styles were appearing; these normally broke previous fashion laws that were layed by their ansestors. I’m going to do a quick bus tour of 60s fashion and styles, well, lets begin!
Hippies were trying to make a statement about nature, poverty and equality, not only did they do this through speaking, but through the way they dressed. Influenced by different cultures, hippie fashion was psychedelic patterns, beads, short billowing dresses (girls, normally) and head scarfs. This picture I think sums it up:
Twiggy heavily influenced mainstream fashion in the 60s- trends like ‘baby doll’ and wearing mini skirts started to appear. She had become the face of the 60s, this 16 year old girl was named the ‘world’s first super model’. What a title.
Styles such as: punk, ‘civilised’ (continuing the style used in previous eras), bollywood, swing and BIG HAIR.
via Daily Prompt: Interior
The house gave off a dull, ghostly feeling that hung in the air like sparkles from fireworks, except the feeling was dark and would send shivers down anyone spine. But not mine. Nothing could scare me. Sometimes I almost felt as if I was the ghost; I was the frightenning ghoul that even made grown men wet themselves with fright. Now I was going to enter the house. The remote, desolote house. The house that was haunted.
I began to walk down the cobbled path. Either side of me were hegdes hung thickly with rotting leaves and brambles. And infront was a towering door, it’s wood was rotting with age. As I yanked it open, it screeched a witches curse. I just smirked at it’s ‘scary’ stupidity.
The interior of the house was aged and decayed. The windows were merely fragments of glass glued poorly to the inner edges of the windows frames. Paint was peeling off of the walls and ceiling and the hall was spasely furnished. An oak coat tree lurked in the corner, a single moth-eaten coat hung upon it. The floor was rotting with age and certain floor boards were missing, revealing the cowering darkness of the basement.
Everything was still.
I took few steps forward. I trembled slightly. Not that I was scared at all, I felt something. A chill prehaps.
A sudden creak stired the house.
I stopped in my tracks, suddenly cautious of what was to come.
via Daily Prompt: Year
It is now 2017! This year will hopefully be better than the last one, which seemed to flop in an ugly mess of slime. And as it is now 2017 I would like to get some feedback from all of you (well, the people that are reading this right now (hello!).)
I would just like to know if I’m doing something wrong, if I could be better at something, or something that I’m doing right and I should never change that something. Basically 2stars and a wish (did anyone do that at school?)
Now, last night. *sighs* Could my noisy neighbours be any louder? No, probably not. As soon as I lay down in bed I could hear laughing, chattering and extremely loud music. And guess what the worst part was? They weren’t even on the same floor as my bedroom. I know they were having fun and it was New Year’s Eve, but seriously?
That’s only half of the story…
I woke up later at around 12pm, due to the whizzes and bangs from over the road. Ohh, and next doors ‘wows’ and ‘ohh mys’. Eventually I got up to check on the cat -she was fine, if anyone was wondering- and to visit the bathroom. When I went back upstairs next door had moved into the room next door. More chatter. More laughter.
An hour later, I finally got some sleep.
It is 02:45 mins till 2017. Am I excited? No, not really. You can’t really be excited if next door are having a party that will last untill 1am and you know they will chatting and laughing like crazy, whilst you’re trying to get some beauty sleep. Great. It’s going to be a long night.
But do not worry. I will not leave it there; I shall end on a brighter, less depressing note.
I have actually started to write a book! And it is not even 2017 yet. I’m already one step ahead of the game (the game being New Year’s Resolutions). By the way, I am not really thinking of getting my book published. Just saying.
Read this next bit at 12 midnight or after:
Happy New Year!
via Daily Prompt: Mope
We can not mope about this years downfalls. I know many celebrities hage died, but that’s life. And I know that sounds harsh- that’s life for you.
So now we shall embrace 2017.
Where do I start?
I’m not the one to make New Years Resolutions/goals and, if I do make one or two, I forget about it within a week.
But 2017 will be different. I will have a resolution and I will keep it!
- To read at least 7 books in the first half of the year.
- To start and finish at least one story.
- To blog more.
Simple? Well, sometimes it seems impossible.
P.S. Just heard the first firework! 😉
I’m a huge Harry Potter fan. I am not crazy though- I don’t go out every Sunday to buy Harry Potter this and Harry Potter that. I just like it immensly. End of convosation.
Well, my favourite character in Harry Potter would have to be Luna. No mistake. No further comments. Luna. Lovegood. (A.K.A.Looney Lovegood.)
‘Why love Luna?’ I hear you ask.
The answer is very easy- she is utterly different. Not the utterly different where they jump about instead of tip toe or, back flip instead of rolly polly. No, the calm and collected different. She both dresses and acts as an individual. When somrone might slip her nasty nickname does she care? No.
“Everyone this is Looney Lo- Luna Lovegood.”
What does she do, well, she just smiles.
I know the title sounds a bit weird, but I wasn’t really sure what to call it.
Anyway, as you can see I haven’t actually finished it yet, but so far it’s going good. The overall theme for my drawing was war/bombing/dreams. There is a girl whose street, family and belongings have been destroyed by bombings and is now wandering the streets ,dreaming of what life could be like.
It’s not much yet, but I hope it will become something some day.
Sorry the lighting is bad!