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REBLOGGING THIS COULD SAVE A LIFE
These two girls are my best friends, Nicole(brunette) and Becca(blonde). They were recently kidnapped, In Basingstoke, South England, On August,27,2012 at about Midday. Please reblog this post and if you have ANY INFORMATION, ANY, call the police immdiataly. This is the story of Becca and Nicole. So a bit earlier, me and becca were on chatzy. We were you know, being bestfriends and shit until she said, her friend Nicole messaged her “SOS”. She said she was gonna go to Nicoles house and see what she meant. She asked me if she should, and I said yes thinking, why not? She then went to the house and messaged me that Nicole’s house door was open and that her house was empty. She went upstairs to Nicole’s room to check it out and heard a noise, so hid in the shower, with Nicoles computer, frantically messaging me. She then went to check out the noise. I told her to get out or even jump out the window. She then told me someone was in there, and to help her, but I could only freak out, as I was over the computer.The last thing she said was “he saw me, he’s coming” then she suddenly disconnected. I messaged her friend Sarah and was like “help me” so she went to Nicole’s house with her brother. They Said the door was wide open, and Nicole’s computer was in the empty shower. Theyve called the police, and notified her parents. Earlier, they found blood on Nicole’s bedroom floor. The police are testing the blood to see if it is Nicole’s or Becca’s and will launch an investigation. PLEASE pray for my two beloved bestfriends, and that they get home safe. Thank you.

if my followers dont reblog this i swear to god you have no hearts EVERY SINGLE ONE OF MY FOLLOWERS BETTER REBLOG THIS THESE GIRL ARE BEAUTIFUL AND YOU NEVER KNOW SOMEONE MAY HAVE SEEN THEM SO YOU BETTER REBLOG THIS IT CAN SAVE NOT ONE LIFE BUT 2 THESE GIRLS ARE BEAUTIFUL AND THEY DONT DESERVE TO HAVE THEIR LIVE ENDED BY SOME SICK MINDED FREAK. REBLOG THIS NOW.

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCKK. REBLOG THIS. IDGAF WHAT TYPE OF BLOG YOU HAVE. THIS COULD SAVE THEM. 

c0urtneynicole:

s-l-u-t-a-g-i-0-u-s:

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REBLOGGING THIS COULD SAVE A LIFE

These two girls are my best friends, Nicole(brunette) and Becca(blonde). They were recently kidnapped, In Basingstoke, South England, On August,27,2012 at about Midday. Please reblog this post and if you have ANY INFORMATION, ANY, call the police immdiataly. This is the story of Becca and Nicole. So a bit earlier, me and becca were on chatzy. We were you know, being bestfriends and shit until she said, her friend Nicole messaged her “SOS”. She said she was gonna go to Nicoles house and see what she meant. She asked me if she should, and I said yes thinking, why not? She then went to the house and messaged me that Nicole’s house door was open and that her house was empty. She went upstairs to Nicole’s room to check it out and heard a noise, so hid in the shower, with Nicoles computer, frantically messaging me. She then went to check out the noise. I told her to get out or even jump out the window. She then told me someone was in there, and to help her, but I could only freak out, as I was over the computer.The last thing she said was “he saw me, he’s coming” then she suddenly disconnected. I messaged her friend Sarah and was like “help me” so she went to Nicole’s house with her brother. They Said the door was wide open, and Nicole’s computer was in the empty shower. Theyve called the police, and notified her parents. Earlier, they found blood on Nicole’s bedroom floor. The police are testing the blood to see if it is Nicole’s or Becca’s and will launch an investigation. PLEASE pray for my two beloved bestfriends, and that they get home safe. Thank you.

if my followers dont reblog this i swear to god you have no hearts EVERY SINGLE ONE OF MY FOLLOWERS BETTER REBLOG THIS THESE GIRL ARE BEAUTIFUL AND YOU NEVER KNOW SOMEONE MAY HAVE SEEN THEM SO YOU BETTER REBLOG THIS IT CAN SAVE NOT ONE LIFE BUT 2 THESE GIRLS ARE BEAUTIFUL AND THEY DONT DESERVE TO HAVE THEIR LIVE ENDED BY SOME SICK MINDED FREAK. REBLOG THIS NOW.

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCKK. REBLOG THIS. IDGAF WHAT TYPE OF BLOG YOU HAVE. THIS COULD SAVE THEM. 

Hi everyone! I recently entered a fashion competition where we had 2 weeks to make a outfit out of recyclable materials. If you like what you see could you please vote for me here? (My piece is called “Goddess of the Hunt”) When you vote, you are entered to win a $500 gift card to Southgate Mall! (so the more you vote, the more chances you have to win)   You can vote once EVERYDAY, So please remember to come back and vote again! As a aspiring designer, it would really mean a lot to me to see that people appreciate my designs.To read more about how this piece came together and my struggle then read belowOkay, lets get into the nitty gritty of this. First off, this competition had a deadline smack dab in the middle of midterm week. So that alone is horrifying for a fumbling university student. To enter this competition, you have to submit a design and if they choose you then you get to make that design a reality. I had done the design without caffeine and I suppose I didn’t think about how I would actually make it… something I would come to regret later on. I submitted my design and got a call a few days later stating that I had passed! I was so excited! I went to the mall to collect my material ( Southgate branded Kraft paper) and it turns out that I couldn’t…because it was a 40lb roll of paper and I was planning on taking the bus home. So I had to wait for my parents to come home from their trip to collect the material. By the time I got it, I had just a little over a week left to start.  So I started….and started…and started over again. Turns out paper doesn’t really flow or drape… I went through about 5 bodice prototypes before settling on one that would hug my model’s body the best. At this point I had about a week left to put the real thing together. After making the base of the bodice, I began to add the decorations, one…by one. Each spike had to be made and stuffed and glued in place. The back is laced up like a corset ( Yes, like a real one where the ribbons are tied in the middle of the back) but the paper was so thick at that area that I couldn’t use a hole puncher to make the holes. I had to drill it. The amount of injuries I sustained are….less then I imagined. The shoulder piece was relatively simple to make however, cutting each feather and it’s fringes and stuff gave me carpal tunnel. My hand will ache for days.At this point we have reached the night before the fitting and I had no skirt to show for it. Oh my and so for the 2nd night in a row, I neglected to sleep and decided to start and finish the skirt. I didn’t manage to finish before I went to class that day but I did manage to finish roughly 15 minutes before I had to leave my house to go to the fitting. At the fitting, I met my model, Dolly. She is the sweetest model I have ever met :D She was gushing over my dress and said that it was very comfortable and she loved it and was very encouraging. I’m so glad that I got to meet her! Everything fit fairly well, the skirt I had rushed to make was a tidbit too big for her but the bodice held the corset in place. Oh and did I mention that it was RAINING on the day of the fitting? No? Well it was pouring. This was without a doubt the world working against us that day, in Edmonton we rarely get rain and rain in October is practically apocalyptic but yet here we were, pouring rain and me and several other designers trying to get our paper dresses out the door. Luckily we all made it there fairly safe.Day of the fashion showIt’s the big day. Have I slept? NOPE. I had a midterm an hour before the fashion show and so I had stayed up all night (That’s the 3rd night with no sleep, for anyone counting) . I rushed through my midterm and bolted out the door to get to Southgate to get ready for the show. I decided that I wanted to paint the raised details on my outfit with silver paint but alas, the dollar store was fresh out (WHY? The one time I need it!). So I used a silver glitter but you can’t see it unless if you are close and in person with the dress, unfortunately. My model arrived a bit after I started painting and I finished painting and got her dressed while we got briefed over on how the fashion show would go. My model was surprised at how calm I was ( I was not, I just don’t express emotions) and we chatted and practised walking while we waited for the show to start. She encouraged me and wished me luck every step of the way as I was feeling a bit a lot  overwhelmed by all the talent around me. The layout of the show was that the models would do a walk by themselves first and then come back and do a walk with their designers and then all the models go out at once for the finale. I opened the curtains and helped my model out for her walk. As we were waiting for our turn to both walk I was saying that ” I hope I don’t fall or trip or do something embarrassing”.  Then It was our turn and  I glanced over at my model and gave her a nod and off we went. Or off she went and…. down I went. Yes. I tripped over the stairs and fell. Right there. That’s how I made my entrance. Only minutes after saying that I hope I won’t fall. Amazing. Please sign me up for walking classes because apparently I can’t do that. My parents were laughing pretty hard and I’m sure the audience was dying on the inside. Then I went back in after finally walking the stage with my model (who suggested we hold hands, the sweetheart!) the models were called out for the finale. After the showAfter the show the models and designers came out of the back room to take pictures with guests and such. My mom brought me a flower and we all took pictures. A lady came by and told me that my dress was her favourite! I was so stoked to hear that! There were girls taking pictures and stuff and it was fantastic!  Sometimes I can’t fully grasp that anyone would like the things I make and yet it happens? It’s all so mind blowing to me. Afterwards I sent my model home and had to go get a mannequin and so I sat around for awhile, helping my friend get her design touched up while we waited for our mannequins to arrive. Once they arrived, we set them up and got the garments on…which was a challenge because my model and the mannequin are different sizes. The corset looks a bit loose on the mannequin I believe but I suppose I can come back and lace it tighter at any time. Then I took pictures with my friends and family and went home…I fell asleep for several hours and I’m sure you could have thrown me into the garbage and I wouldn’t have woken up. So there you have it, the story of how one paper dress came to be in between 1 lab assignment, 2 papers, 1 midterm report, 1 midterm exam, 2 readings and classes within a week! 

Hi everyone! I recently entered a fashion competition where we had 2 weeks to make a outfit out of recyclable materials. If you like what you see could you please vote for me here? 
(My piece is called “Goddess of the Hunt”) 
When you vote, you are entered to win a $500 gift card to Southgate Mall! (so the more you vote, the more chances you have to win)   You can vote once EVERYDAY, So please remember to come back and vote again! As a aspiring designer, it would really mean a lot to me to see that people appreciate my designs.

To read more about how this piece came together and my struggle then read below

Okay, lets get into the nitty gritty of this. First off, this competition had a deadline smack dab in the middle of midterm week. So that alone is horrifying for a fumbling university student. To enter this competition, you have to submit a design and if they choose you then you get to make that design a reality. I had done the design without caffeine and I suppose I didn’t think about how I would actually make it… something I would come to regret later on. I submitted my design and got a call a few days later stating that I had passed! I was so excited! I went to the mall to collect my material ( Southgate branded Kraft paper) and it turns out that I couldn’t…because it was a 40lb roll of paper and I was planning on taking the bus home. So I had to wait for my parents to come home from their trip to collect the material. By the time I got it, I had just a little over a week left to start.  So I started….and started…and started over again. Turns out paper doesn’t really flow or drape… I went through about 5 bodice prototypes before settling on one that would hug my model’s body the best. At this point I had about a week left to put the real thing together. 

After making the base of the bodice, I began to add the decorations, one…by one. Each spike had to be made and stuffed and glued in place. The back is laced up like a corset ( Yes, like a real one where the ribbons are tied in the middle of the back) but the paper was so thick at that area that I couldn’t use a hole puncher to make the holes. I had to drill it. The amount of injuries I sustained are….less then I imagined. 

The shoulder piece was relatively simple to make however, cutting each feather and it’s fringes and stuff gave me carpal tunnel. My hand will ache for days.

At this point we have reached the night before the fitting and I had no skirt to show for it. Oh my and so for the 2nd night in a row, I neglected to sleep and decided to start and finish the skirt. I didn’t manage to finish before I went to class that day but I did manage to finish roughly 15 minutes before I had to leave my house to go to the fitting. 

At the fitting, I met my model, Dolly. She is the sweetest model I have ever met :D She was gushing over my dress and said that it was very comfortable and she loved it and was very encouraging. I’m so glad that I got to meet her! Everything fit fairly well, the skirt I had rushed to make was a tidbit too big for her but the bodice held the corset in place. Oh and did I mention that it was RAINING on the day of the fitting? No? Well it was pouring. This was without a doubt the world working against us that day, in Edmonton we rarely get rain and rain in October is practically apocalyptic but yet here we were, pouring rain and me and several other designers trying to get our paper dresses out the door. Luckily we all made it there fairly safe.

Day of the fashion show
It’s the big day. Have I slept? NOPE. I had a midterm an hour before the fashion show and so I had stayed up all night (That’s the 3rd night with no sleep, for anyone counting) . I rushed through my midterm and bolted out the door to get to Southgate to get ready for the show. I decided that I wanted to paint the raised details on my outfit with silver paint but alas, the dollar store was fresh out (WHY? The one time I need it!). So I used a silver glitter but you can’t see it unless if you are close and in person with the dress, unfortunately. My model arrived a bit after I started painting and I finished painting and got her dressed while we got briefed over on how the fashion show would go. My model was surprised at how calm I was ( I was not, I just don’t express emotions) and we chatted and practised walking while we waited for the show to start. She encouraged me and wished me luck every step of the way as I was feeling a bit a lot  overwhelmed by all the talent around me. The layout of the show was that the models would do a walk by themselves first and then come back and do a walk with their designers and then all the models go out at once for the finale. I opened the curtains and helped my model out for her walk. As we were waiting for our turn to both walk I was saying that ” I hope I don’t fall or trip or do something embarrassing”.  Then It was our turn and  I glanced over at my model and gave her a nod and off we went. Or off she went and…. down I went. Yes. I tripped over the stairs and fell. Right there. That’s how I made my entrance. Only minutes after saying that I hope I won’t fall. Amazing. Please sign me up for walking classes because apparently I can’t do that. My parents were laughing pretty hard and I’m sure the audience was dying on the inside. Then I went back in after finally walking the stage with my model (who suggested we hold hands, the sweetheart!) the models were called out for the finale. 

After the show
After the show the models and designers came out of the back room to take pictures with guests and such. My mom brought me a flower and we all took pictures. A lady came by and told me that my dress was her favourite! I was so stoked to hear that! There were girls taking pictures and stuff and it was fantastic!  Sometimes I can’t fully grasp that anyone would like the things I make and yet it happens? It’s all so mind blowing to me. Afterwards I sent my model home and had to go get a mannequin and so I sat around for awhile, helping my friend get her design touched up while we waited for our mannequins to arrive. Once they arrived, we set them up and got the garments on…which was a challenge because my model and the mannequin are different sizes. The corset looks a bit loose on the mannequin I believe but I suppose I can come back and lace it tighter at any time. Then I took pictures with my friends and family and went home…I fell asleep for several hours and I’m sure you could have thrown me into the garbage and I wouldn’t have woken up. 

So there you have it, the story of how one paper dress came to be in between 1 lab assignment, 2 papers, 1 midterm report, 1 midterm exam, 2 readings and classes within a week!