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Number of necklaces I own with elephants on them: 7 

(bright copper, large silver with red enamel, gold with pink flowers, tiny gold, small silver on black chain, marcasite, solid 3-dimensional silver)

Also have two rings (both too big for my tiny tiny fingers, a pair of dangle silver elephants and gold studs, and two or three charms on bracelets)

Not that elephants are a favorite animal per-say. But jewelry-wise? YUP.

anghraine said: *fistbump* everyone compliments the hair on my head, and doesn’t seem to get that the body hair goes with it 😛

THIS~ I love my hair, I truly do- sausage curls and a rich dark brown that’s nearly black- but it means if I don’t shave my legs, the hair there is thick and curly and dark. And I know what the alternative is- my younger sisters have either auburn or blonde hair (and the body hair that goes with it) and really fine texture. Some of it was a thyroid issue, but from years of struggling to do my baby sister’s fine thin straight hair that could never be pulled into any braids or ponytails but had to lay exactly so across her scalp- I would never trade my hair for anything else. But they could get away with not shaving…

survivingrealitywithoutnormality said: I share exactly your feelings on Selyse.

Ugh the author uses her a punchline to jokes and made her to be disliked, and all I can feel is she deserved so much better, some kindness, or ugh give her some trait approaching any respect, the fandom loves to just kill her off-hand. 

I’m on my mobile but let’s just pretend there’s a star in this ask, lol!

Back when I was in grade school one of my mom’s friends gave us a sickly Siamese kitten to care for, who had bad allergies and was named Alice after Mr. Snuffleupagus’s younger sister. (I’m sorry if you don’t immediately recognize those names, we might be working on a generational/US gap). The kitten died, but as a thank-you/ make up for it, my mother got a free Siamese (and another oriental short-hair) from the lady, as she was moving to a new house and couldn’t hold all her show cats. So I got one of Alice’s aunts, a two-year-old Siamese with a dandruff allergy, who I privately nicknamed Alyson when I sang to her when no one else was around. This cat slept in my bed, rode around on my shoulder, snuffled and sneezed constantly and ran into walls because her eyes were closed from the allergies. She loved people and attention and me. Loud and obnoxious, exactly as a cat should be 😉 No later pet, not even my goober hound, comes close to this bond of affection. She died the day after I returned from a long summer vacation right before the start of my senior year of high school (last moments on a towel on my bed, as I petted her and waited). 

Currently I can’t own a cat, but the only breed I desire is another Siamese (or Oriental Shorthair which is just the Siamese personality in another coat color).

Also I’ll admit if I ever owned a fancy rat, i’d get one just to have the ones with the Siamese-like patterns.

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Without tweezers, I’d have a noticeable uni-brow. My eyebrows themselves are also pretty thick and I’ve only ever let some friends in college shape them, once. Nowadays I don’t care; they’re terribly unkempt. But yeah, while not Mediterranean, whatever side of my ancestry is to blame, I guiltily enjoy and relate to all your posts about having too muck dark coarse body hair to qualify for ridiculous beauty assumptions. Because I try not to feel too much like a Hobbit when I look at the hair on each of my toes, that people could naturally not have hair on the second knuckles of their fingers surprised me, and I’ll admit I hold a soft spot in my heart for the minor ASoIaF character of Selyse Florent-Baartheon because teased about dark hair on an upper lip, oh girl I understand you, yes people suck. 

And shaving doesn’t make everything disappear.

(as frizzly and thick as the hair on my scalp is, it has been my true vanity and assurance of beauty, whatever its length. So I guess it’s the trade-off for thick and dark and ringlets I don’t need a curling iron for.)

yavieriel said: how dare you insult the glories of Krispy Kreme. How dare you. (no but I do not understand these heavy cake doughnuts what is that even)

Brain twin, we have lost Drift-compatibility!

UGH NO~~~

Chocolate Bismarks and long johns and Boston cremes if one wants a fried yeast dough doughnut, but those cake doughnuts are the best thing ever!

(Also grew up on Dunkin’ Doughnuts, so it would be once a week a sweet from there, and three of the remaining mornings was an Entenmann)

BUT UGH, my co-workers will bring in a box of Krispy Kremes and they are so unappealing and ugly looking, not even pretty fried glazed. I live in doughnut hell.

(Yeah, I know I’m a Yankee/No True Texan; I hate Whataburger too)

Would you watch a documentary about cheese

Is it a good documentary? Like, would I get the history of cheese, beginning with a breakdown of archaeological research to where they discovered the earliest known domesticated dairy animal and where did cheese fall in the list of products men first made? Like, milk and butter came first, but how did they discover the bacteria to turn that to cheese and which strains are the oldest? What is the oldest cheese? Show me the spread of varieties of cheese though Bronze and Iron Age Europe, talk to me about the Roman legions and hard cheese, the monasteries and cheeses… Why are cheeses so uncommon in most traditional cuisines of East Asia? What about cheese in the cultures of Sub-Saharan Africa?

Mention the major cheese-producing regions in Switzerland, and how villages immigrated to the United States. (I have maternal family from Elm, Switzerland, where as my mother succinctly put it, they were not the chocolate-Swiss, or the cuckoo-clock-Swiss, but just the cheese-Swiss)

Can I get Wallace and Gromit to narrate at least one segment?

songs for faeron/faelindis pls

So I’ve been listening to Hozier’s album on repeat while writing faron/faelindis, especially “To be Alone”, “Like Real People Do”, and especially “In the Woods Somewhere” and “In a Week”. (the right mix of moody and creepy and sweet and intimate affirming love)

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And then my playlist pulled up “Dancing Queen” by ABBA. That killed the mood like a Shadow-baby. But now I can’t disassociate…