Author: cuilpantielthesleepyscribe

costumeloverz71:

This is the “Lily Dress” (circa 1896), made for the Countess Greffulhe and attributed to the House of Worth..
The dress’s princess line, for example, was atypical for the time, but
was very flattering to her tall, slender figure. The motif of lilies
refers to a verse in her honor, composed by the dandy-poet Robert de
Montesquiou, who served as the main inspiration for another of Proust’s
characters, the Baron de Charlus.

lord-kitschener:

harokissmile:

ksteeno:

spoookyscary:

After succumbing to a fever of some sort in 1705, Irish woman Margorie McCall was hastily buried to prevent the spread of whatever had done her in. Margorie was buried with a valuable ring, which her husband had been unable to remove due to swelling. This made her an even better target for body snatchers, who could cash in on both the corpse and the ring.

The evening after Margorie was buried, before the soil had even settled, the grave-robbers showed up and started digging. Unable to pry the ring off the finger, they decided to cut the finger off. As soon as blood was drawn, Margorie awoke from her coma, sat straight up and screamed.

The fate of the grave-robbers remains unknown. One story says the men dropped dead on the spot, while another claims they fled and never returned to their chosen profession.

Margorie climbed out of the hole and made her way back to her home.

Her husband John, a doctor, was at home with the children when he heard a knock at the door. He told the children, “If your mother were still alive, I’d swear that was her knock.”

When he opened the door to find his wife standing there, dressed in her burial clothes, blood dripping from her finger but very much alive, he dropped dead to the floor. He was buried in the plot Margorie had vacated.

Margorie went on to re-marry and have several children. When she did finally die, she was returned to Shankill Cemetery in Lurgan, Ireland, where her gravestone still stands. It bears the inscription “Lived Once, Buried Twice.”

what did i just read

Irish women are strong as fuck

“I lived, bitch” irl

bisexualgeek1304:

shysurvivor:

garrulus:

being bilingual is understanding but not being able to translate because your brain couldn’t be bothered to do any extra work and is just content with knowing what the heck is going on

Being bilingual is sitting in the class of your second language and people asking you to translate the word and you struggle because you get the meaning, the feeling, the general aim of the word but can’t even use your own language to translate it.

Being bilingual is trying to express something but you can only express it in the your second language so you just say nothing

gothiethefairy:

eggsy and harry trying to get daisy to tell them who’s her favorite.

and daisy, just chilling and playing with her toys, goes “mummy.”

eggsy has to remind her, “okay but who’s your favorite in this room right now?”

daisy looks at both of them like they’re idiots and points at the dogs. (j.b. and baby pickles)

eggsy and harry both sigh as harry mutters, “well, that’s fair.”