It’s a polka dot kind of day.
It’s a polka dot kind of day.
Miss Melicious. She makes the best cupcakes ever <3
I went to her sweet little shop today, to have some tea and cupcakes. They were the best cupcakes I have ever had ! If you live in Auckland and love love love cupcakes and tea you have to goto her cute little pink shop in Te atatu.
She sends cupcakes to people only living in Auckland. Check out her website xx
i don’t own this photo. i got it from Miss Melicious facebook page.
Raffi was an orphan who had been kidnapped by two strangers. He lived in their basement and slept under a photorealistic painting of a litter box. They fed him $6 minestrone soup from Citarella and excellent goat cheese, but only gave him diet Vitamin Water to drink (the green tea flavor). This led Raffi to the conclusion that they were artisans and psychologists. He hated them.
great new song from Spencer Krug/Moonface. This reminds me of so many other things, but also sounds like little I have heard before.
Moonface - Yesterday’s Fire (With Siinai: Heartbreaking Bravery, 2012)
Aslında bütün yıldızların söndüğü ve dünün yıldız ışığıyla idare ettiğimiz, güneşli bir günde kimseye söylenmemeli. Cesurca olduğu kesin, ama kalp kırıcı.
The 1960 Democratic National Convention in Los Angeles was crammed with the political superstars of the day — John F. Kennedy, Adlai Stevenson — as well as key staff members like Andrew Hatcher. Garry Winogrand took pictures of all of them, but his primary interest was elsewhere. ‘‘He photographed the life, the back corners, the audience,’’ says Leo Rubinfien, a photographer who is curating a retrospective of Winogrand’s work opening at SFMOMA next year. ‘‘The people watching the parade, not the parade — that was how he worked.’’ The prolific Winogrand, who died in 1984 at 56 in Mexico, where he went for cancer treatment, left behind thousands of unseen pictures. Among them are these photographs, discovered last year in his archive at the Center for Creative Photography in Tucson.
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Zimbabwe has banned the sale of second-hand underwear, sparking protests from traders who say the move will push them out of business.
According to a notice published in a government gazette, it is now forbidden to import “second-hand undergarments of any type, form or description – whether purchased, donated or procured in any other manner.”
This followed complaints by Finance Minister Tendai Biti who last year said he was shocked to discover that many Zimbabweans bought used underwear from market stalls.
The ban became effective on December 30.
“I am told we are now even importing women’s underwear,” Mr Biti said.
“How does this happen? If you are a husband and you see your wife buying underwear from the flea market, you have failed.”
The government has also imposed 40 per cent duty and 15 value added tax (VAT) on all underwear imports and a $3 penalty for every kilogramme of the clothing entering the country.
But Zimbabweans who buy second-hand goods from outside the country for resale say the ban is insensitive.
“People are not buying used underwear because they like it,” said Mr Goodson Ndaba, a cross-border trader.
On February 17, 1998, a trainee at Oregon State University’s research reactor pressed a button to manually insert the control rods to shut down the reactor. Nothing happened.
The reactor operator pressed the same button. Nothing happened.
No, I won’t. You what I do when I drink? I don’t write, I sext and I cry.