I Got @ By Two Of My Mutuals So Imma Do It🫡🫡

Some insight into the designs and fashion of the 20s would be so cool, especially since it's kinda hard these days to sift through just costume listing :'0

Yeah, sadly, the usefulness of a Google search is greatly diminished these days. You can still find articles written by actual human beings and genuine historical garments, but you have to wade through a lot of junky costumes and AI bullshit to get there. I can't possibly fully explain 1920s fashion here, though. It's a broad enough topic to write a sizable book about...which is why people have written many books about it. Check out some books. There are things you can get pretty cheap from resellers, everything from academic screeds about the politics behind the fashion trends of the time, to clothing catalogue compilations from the 20s, to giant coffee table books full of glorious photos.

Here's a PDF version of one of those clothing catalog collections. There's an entire preface about 1920s fashion in general too.

There are some pretty well made blogs about the topic out there as well. Vintage Dancer is one of them. The front of the site is unfortunately kind of cluttered with ads for costume apparel and modern clothing inspired by the 20s, but scroll past that to the historical bits and you'll find pertinent things.

There are some great fashion YouTubers too, like Karolina Zebrowska. Although she's not focused heavily on 1920s fashion, she talks a lot about early 20th century fashion in general. She also talks a lot about the historical context of those fashions.

Also, try online museum displays. The Met Museum has a searchable collection, for instance. Look up 1920s fashion, 1920s dresses, 1920s suits, etc.

Cameras were popular and accessible in the 1920s. Look at pictures of what people actually wore. You can find these images in free government photo archives, or licensing libraries like Getty Images (you don't have to license anything to look at it). And there's always Shorpy. Poor old, underappreciated Shorpy. Their archive is searchable.

Calliope: Recollection

(a poorly drawn mini-comic inspired by a recent convo between yours truly and @ahhhh-118, enjoy!)

Translation:

Cairns family homestead, 1917...

Adeline: Calliope?... Where are you going with that shovel?

Calliope: just gonna go withdraw some money, mum.

Calliope (in mind): just a little money...

A few years earlier...

Robert: Oi, Calli! Where yah goin'?

Calliope: Goin' down to feed the sheep, why?

Callum: *narrows eyes in suspicion*

Robert: You've only got a few more bucks in your allowance, so.yah betta make it count.

Calliope: Yessir!

Calliope (in present mind): *sigh*

Calliope (still in present mind): It's just to keep us fed... I promise I'll pay you back... Someday

For context, this follows an eighteen year old Calliope (aka, when she still had long hair) whose mother approaches her about where she's going. Calliope responds that she's going to withdraw money, but doesn't tell her that she's withdrawing money from the secret stash of money Calli and her brothers had stolen from banks and buried out on their families property (they come from a family of cattle farmers). Calli reminisces to herself about only taking a little, before we're thrown back to a fifteen year old Calli with her two older brothers Robert and Callum. Robert asks Calli where she's going and she responds with lie, of which her brothers catch onto. Robert replying with what he knows she's actually going to do, and says to use the rest of what she has in her 'allowance' wisely. As to make it even they had divided up their loot. Calli salutes him with her shovel before we cut to eighteen year old Calli thinking to herself, this time about how she would pay back her brothers the money she took from them to be able to feed her and her mother while they were away fighting in the great war. If they ever did come home, that is...

Woo, that was a doozy! Sorry for making the post so long 😅, there was just too much info I wanted to stuff in. Thank you so very much to the people that read this far!

With that in mind, have a splendiferous day/night!

It’s good to see you back 🤧 and thank you for blessing us with the Maine nostalgia 🥹🥹

That animation WIP looks very yummy too 😤 the hair animation???

To all the lovely peeps who welcomed me back tysm 💜💜💜

It feels nice knowing ppl who I havent met irl also cared 😭💜

so lemme show u my animation wip:>

Oh and

*yeets a bunch of nostalgic Maine/Garret&Graham + my fanarts*

Imma post part 2 lol

Part 2

now for the lovely ppl who will be struck by my nostalgia:

@yanci-indigo @akosisab @ahhhh-118 @rudnitskaia @acesandocs @aghostnamedcalamity @tohot4u @mivanti03

First time I’m posting art here! I decided to do a redraw of one of my favorite scenes from Lackadaisy but I drew them as humans :>

As a side note, I did rely on the scene for reference (I hope that’s okay) especially with the gun😅 (I can’t draw guns yet ;-;)

Og Scene (God this scene is amazing 😭😭):

THE LEGEND RETURNS!!!

Omg this is so cute tho, like the colors, the shading, the character interactions are freaking adorable too🥹🥹

MORDECAIS LIL SMILE AND HIM BEING A DAAAD 😭😭😭❤️

The latest issue of The Caturday Evening Post! ✨

Special edition for @aghostnamedcalamity ✨💖✨

You know, I chose you to bother today.

How do you think Marianne would get along with Inocencia? After all, they're from the same state but a different city. I think Inno would love to bury his face in Marianne's curly hair.

I hope you are well ^^ 🩵🩷✨

I always welcome being bothered by my moots and friends :>> ❤️❤️

After being surrounded by a lot people who speak English or the occasional Slovak, meeting someone who not only speaks her native tongue and is from Mexico, but a cool musician?!! Instant friend!

Marí would treat Innocence like family!

Just like Ivy, Marí would claim to be Innocence’s mentor and would offer to teach her how to be tough in this world (I don’t know why she’s like this, she gets attached)!

Also sorry for taking so long to answer this question! Just wanted to draw the beautiful Innocence in celebration of you reaching 62 followers!! ❤️ (Marí is just proudly presenting her to the crowd)

Innocence is @immaculatemadonna23 OC!

Thank you for the question!

GUESS WHO JUST GOT INTO LACKADAISY??

that's right, Me!

I was getting tired waiting for season 5 of lego monkie kid and I didn't have the mood to draw Lmk ocs, so I watched the lackadaisy Pilot and read some pages of the comics and ended up drawing this girlie!

Her name is Carmen! This is her design when shes around her 13-18's (Feel free to ask Carmen about anything!)

Also, I love Mordecai. He may be a little insane, but he's a cool dude.

HAPPY BELATED HOLIDAYS!/MERRY LATE CHRISTMAS! 🎄 🎉🎉🎊🎁🎁

I made a mini Christmas comic based on Tracy’s Christmas ‘Tannebum’ comic and the aftermath of said comic.

(The walking angel topper and the bruised jester went on a little Christmas dinner afterwards.)

This was supposed to be posted on Christmas 😭 so it a bit rushed. Also hi, it’s been awhile 😭but I wanted to make a small comic with Maríanne and the Lackadaisy gang.

The hands you see in the two frames though are some friends of hers that I have yet to introduced (except for Delilah ofc)

What makes Marianne nostalgic?

YIPPPEEEE A QUESTION!

Thank you for the ask!! 🥹 I love answering stuff about Maríanne!! ❤️

It’s the sounds of train whistles, violins, and the bustling traffic.

Seeing cactuses, sunflowers, snakes, large open fields of swamp, and boats.

The taste of apples and stale bread

They remind her of her life on the road, when she lived back in New York, and her childhood!

…Well they only remind her of the good parts, at least.

Hey there.

I know this isn't mainly a social platform of writing, and if you don't care for reading my long-ass bullshit, you're free to scroll. But I was very eager to post here a summary of my Oc, Marjorie's Ford life since her birth to when she first joined the Marigold Gang, at least for that couple of people who will care enough to bother reading, since I've always left you in the dark about most of her past up until now. I will make a storyboard with actual drawings to make it more interesting to the eye at some point, but it'll take long, so for now, enjoy what I have to offer.

The recurring year is 1894, and yet another baby girl is born under the prosperous (not for too much longer) Kingdom of Italy. But not just any child, falling short of aristocracy in terms of wealth: daughter to the Opera singer Caterina Casiraghi (Ford) and the handsome but opportunist American notary who snatched the Italian beauty as soon as he saw her, Christian C. Ford. Second to nobody in her own home but her older brother, Malcom Ford, Marjorie was still spoiled and pampered from all sides, and for a while, they were happy. 

But of course it was too good to be true, and soon enough Christian's misdeeds came biting back to him, after a life time of biting more than he could chew: the notary and most of his official possessions burnt to ashes in a fire, and although the cause was officially concluded to be an accident, his family knew in their hearts it was nothing but arson: between what remained of the man's belongings, in fact, the wife found multiple letters of a minatory nature coming from some unspecified shady client of the man's, that he had evidently proceeded to ignore. The widow, left on her own with a man to bury and two children to raise,  had no choice but to roll up her sleeves, and the broken family spent the next six years of their lives incessantly hopping from place to place, partially for the matron's role she played in different courts across all Europe as a requested and appreciated soprano, partially to avoid meeting the same early end as the late father and husband may his killers spot them if they stop in a single place too long.

Such circumstances weren't the most normal for the youths to grow up in, and the siblings came out as... not any normal really: while the weight of responsibility hung on the eldest's shoulders, stuck in the role of the "man of the house" and becoming gloomier with each day, the younger could only long to receive that much attention. Daughter unsuitable of inheriting anything, too young to get married to another rich man, and with a voice too small to follow her mother's footsteps into the world of Opera, she soon veered towards theater, her frame, just as small as her voice, nimble and agile, her movements graceful, her scenic presence lovely as she had learnt to emulate from her mother. Still feeling the psychological pressure that was truly only inside her own head from being both female and the younger child, where she couldn't follow her mother's footsteps she instead followed her late father's, soon adopting less-than-savory methods to get ahead in her career, eliminating the competition before it even got the chance to become such.

All prestigious careers however have as much of a raise as they are doomed to have a fall, and in 1914, when the Great War officially broke out, the entertainment business collapsed, specially fields as frivolous as dancing and singing, and the next thing which dropped at dizzingly fast speeds was... the Ford Family's bank account.

The Ford widow, ever the loyal mother and wife, used the last funds she had to send her children to their fatherland America like many other immigrants of the time to seek luck and a better life, and we all can imagine what happened to her, next.

The sole survivors of the Ford Family, at this point aged respectively 21 and 23, were soon separated yet again, however: not any more than a few weeks after they had successfully disembarked in Mexico, in fact, the Italian government spotted them, demanding that Malcom  came immediately back to motherland to fight in the army along all other male, able-bodied Italian citizens of age. The boy, after a lifetime of accepting responsibilities, had it drilled into his very subconscious by this point to always answer the call of duty without question, and so he did one last time, taking leave from his sister and all the money they had left. He wrote his sister letters and send her more money for some time, directing them to Mexico City where he had left her. After a while however he stopped receiving answers from her altogether, an no sibling ever heard from the other ever since.

This is because Marjorie after some months of permanence in Mexico, working some gigs here and there, plus the money she was receiving from her brother, finally saw an opportunity to build a new life all for herself, where she would be the sun, the star of the scene, rather than a mere moon in the backlight of not one, but TWO suns in her case, both mother and brother. Having been a nomad all her life Marjorie never learnt to truly form bonds and emotional attachments to people, always knowing she'd lose them as soon as she had to move yet again; hence the loss of her mother and the betrayal she inflicted on her brother never weighted much on her mind, or so she tells herself. She traveled all the way up to Missouri, where she soon started working as a maid at a certain Maribel Hotel, where a "kind", if sorta odd fella by the name of Asa Sweet welcomed her in his den in exchange of a mere few favors which would cost Marjorie nothing but a constant smell of bleach on her person, due a variety of reasons, and the sanity she had already long lost anyways.

Opportunist sociopath born out of heritage, of circumstances and most importantly of the intrusive thoughts of inferiority inside her own head nobody ever bothered teaching her the strength to fend off, the rest is history.