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While not exactly a recycled movie costume due to the fact that this beautiful piece was not originally created for
use in film or on television or stage, this
sensational necklace – or rather the pearl at the end of it – has been used several times in films.
With this piece it is best to start at the beginning, as there is more wonderful history and re-use of this spectacular jewel
than just in various films. The pearl and the necklace has a fabulous
history that spans almost five hundred years!
The pearl attached to the marvelous necklace is called La Peregrina,
which in Spanish means “The Pilgrim.” or “The Wanderer.” This pearl
lives up to its name, having had many owners and traveled the
continents, appearing first in paintings, a coin, and finally in film.
Originally the pearl weighed 223.8 grains, and upon its discovery
around 1513 off of the Pearl Islands in the Gulf of Panama, was the
largest pearl ever It was found, legend says, by a slave who was given his freedom
upon its discovery. The pearl was put into the Spanish Crown Jewels
during the reign of King Ferdinand V, or possibly Charles V, where it
remained until Phillip II gave the pearl as a gift to Mary I in
anticipation of their upcoming marriage in 1554. Mary is very often
depicted wearing this prized jewel given to her by her husband. There is
even the possibility that the pearl is depicted on coinage from Mary
I’s reign.
After Queen Mary died, the Pearl was returned to Spain where it would
remain for nearly 250 years as part of the Spanish crown
jewels. The famous painter Velazquez painted the mother and wife of
Phillip IV both wearing the famed pearl.
In 1808, Spain was captured by Napoleon, and he placed upon the throne
his brother Joseph, who took possession of the pearl. When the French
were defeated at the Battle of Vitoria, it is believed that Joseph
actually carried the pearl upon his person while fleeing the city of
Madrid.
From there, the Pearl was given into the hands of Charles Louis
Napoleon, who eventually sold it to the 2nd Marquess of Abercorn, in
whose family it would remain for some years.
On two occasions the pearl was very nearly lost by the wife of the
Marquess. The first time was for a formal occasion at Buckingham Palace,
when it was discovered missing from her necklace and was soon
discovered having fallen on the train of another woman’s gown. The
second time it went missing was at Windsor Castle, where it was
eventually found on a sofa.
In 1969 the pearl was put up for Auction at Sotheby’s in London,
where it was purchased for $37,000 by Richard Burton for his wife
Elizabeth Taylor. Burton lavished jewels on Elizabeth, but especially
enjoyed pieces with historical significance.
Not long after the purchase, the pearl went missing again, much to
the horror of Elizabeth, who concealed its disappearance from her
husband. After a quick search, she soon found the pearl in the mouth of
one of her dogs. Thankfully, the pearl was not damaged.
That same year, Elizabeth would wear the pearl for her small, unbilled role as a courtier in Anne of the Thousand Days,
where it appears on a small platinum strand with several smaller pearls
spaced throughout. Not long after this time, both Elizabeth and Richard
agreed that the pearl needed a more secure and magnificent setting, and
so it was given over to Cartier to create a fantastic necklace that
would properly display the jewel. The result was a glittering confection of diamonds and rubies, which Elizabeth later wore in Divorce His – Divorce Hers in 1973 and then again in 1977 in A Little Night Music.
The La Peregrina was then on display at the Cartier Boutique in
Beverly Hills, on loan from Elizabeth Taylor for the 100th anniversary
of Cartier in America. When Elizabeth Taylor passed away her jewelry was
auctioned off at Christie’s. The necklace, expected to sell for two to
three million dollars, wound up fetching a record 11.8 million.
To learn more about the history of this fantastic pearl, go here. Or for it’s later history in the hands of Elizabeth Taylor, where it appeared in three films, read Elizabeth Taylor’s My Love Affair With Jewelry.
Ring no. 3. Not completely polished but I couldn’t wait to take a picture of it. #sterlingsilver #ring with #amethyst #druzy. Open band currently size 7 but can be adjusted. #artisanjewelry #handmade
To piggyback on that chores post, if you are a man who lives with a woman, be it roommate or partner or family, get up right now, right this very second, and clean something. Anything.
Empty a trashcan. Do the dishes. Wipe down a surface. Dust something. Sweep. Mop. Strip the bedding. Start the laundry.
Just pick a fucking task – no, TWO tasks – and do them right now.
And then don’t talk about it. Don’t bring it up as a way of asking for a pat on the back or special treatment. Don’t draw attention to the fact that you cleaned the fridge or toilet.
Just do the things and shut up about it because you need to be pulling your weight and you don’t deserve special praise for it.
Because I can guarantee you with almost absolute certainty that the women in your life have been brought to tears or near emotional breakdown more than once because they’re sick of being the ones who always have to do it.
Get off your aaaaaaaaass and clean something right this very second.
I’m feeling much better today. Chris’s throat still feels awful. I’m fighting off a cough though and hoping it doesn’t develop into bronchitis.
I’m having fun in the studio making big chunky rings. Rings are probably my favourite things to make. Especially pieces this size. There’s a sculptural aspect to them. You have to build them piece by piece and then put them together. The best part is the end when you get to set the stone. Because of course the stone is where the beauty is.
I just had three slices of pizza and now I wanna take a nap.
Imagine if male genitals were treated like female genitals? Like testicles weren’t even referred to as testicles and some men didn’t even know what they were actually called and the general area was just called “penis”.
Imagine if boys were told that their prostate doesn’t exist. Imagine if hairy genitals on men were called “bearded snakes.” And they don’t know how many different holes they have until adulthood. Imagine.
imagine if men were flocking en mass to get “testicle tightening” surgeries. imagine if men weren’t taught that they could have orgasms. Imagine if it were considered rude to say “penis” even in debates regarding legislature involving medical care about men’s penises. Imagine penis was a word that was considered too “dirty” to be said on television. Imagine if penis’s were depicted only as meat-sticks that fit in vaginas with no other value. Imagine if teenage boys heard joke after joke about how all dicks smell terrible no matter what
Imagine if people thought the more a penis was used, the smaller and more useless it became.
Imagine if people didn’t understand how penises ‘work’ and therefore their orgasms didn’t matter.
Imagine if having a penis meant you were paid less money.
Imagine if your reproductive rights were constantly questioned and doctors asked how would your girlfriend feel if you decide to start a birth control.
Imagine having it bleed for days, weeks, or months on end end your girlfriend saying, “Haha, looks like I’m only getting oral sex now,” instead of asking if you need any pain meds or snacks.
Imagine knowing that you don’t want children and your doctor refuses to perform the procedure even if you’ve agreed to sign any and all legal forms, which the ability for women to become sterile continues to advance.
Using my rotary tool today to file down a piece and it caught my fingernail and ripped it off. Very neatly I might add. Didn’t hurt, just caught me by surprise.
I was working on a custom order today. I really love making custom pieces. Maybe it’s because most of the time when I make something I’m hoping someone will buy it. A custom piece is already designated to someone, to their specifications and the anticipation of them receiving it always makes me happy. They never disappoint either.
I’m actually really pissed off at the Oscar nominations this year. They didn’t nominate one actor of colour. Not a single female director. It’s just a circle jerk of a bunch of white men congratulating themselves on their greatness. I’m disgusted. I don’t bother to get disappointed anymore.
um hello yes i have a conspiracy theory, it’s called the systematic oppression of people of color and women leading to an underrepresentation of both groups in the media and in leadership roles, idk maybe that’s why all the 20 acting noms are white and all the director noms are men
Another year, another #OscarsSoWhite: Despite 2015 being the year that brought us the stunningBeasts of No Nation, the sleeper-smash Straight Outta Compton, Spike Lee’s satire Chi-raq, and Creed, confirmation for anyone still doubting whether or not Michael B. Jordan is a movie star, exactly zero actors of color were nominated for an Academy Award on Thursday morning. Just like last year.
Alan Rickman, giant of British film and theatre, dies at 69
Much-loved star of stage, TV and films including Harry Potter and Die Hard – and owner of one of the most singular voices in acting – has died in London.
I fell asleep all nice and everything just now but guess what woke me? My damn heart beating at a hundred miles and hour in my chest. I feel like I’m gonna have a ventolin-induced heart attack. Wouldn’t that ironic? Hah
Being raised in an unstable household makes you understand that the world doesn’t exist to accommodate you, which… is something a lot of people struggle to understand well into their adulthood. It makes you realize how quickly a situation can shift, how danger really is everywhere. But crises when they occur, do not catch you off guard; you have never believed you lived under a shelter of some essential benevolence. And an unstable childhood makes you appreciate calmness and not crave excitement.
I just spent the last half hour sneezing my head off. I feel alright otherwise but I want to cut my nose off my face (do you still sneeze if you have no nose? I wonder) but Chris is bringing me some meds and food and I’m gonna drown myself in NyQuil and hopefully I’ll feel better tomorrow.
Hey guys, if you see me post any jewellery here that I haven’t listed on the site and you want to buy it, just contact me and let me know. A lot of the stuff I make never makes it on to the site because I make only one or two pieces so it doesn’t make sense so feel free to order directly from me. Thanks for your support guys 🙂 xxx
Trying to read the instructions on a box of an Italian brand of lasagna noodles today and I don’t see any English so I’m thinking, well I can read Spanish so Italian isn’t that far, I’ll figure it out. Nope. German. Every fucking word. I didn’t even try.
My mom asked me to help her sell some of the furniture in our family home.
The house is really cluttered with pieces we brought back from Venezuela, family heirlooms and furniture my dad brought back from when he lived in Barbados. There’s just too much stuff.
I’ve wanted her to do this for years but she tends to be very sentimental about things. But I see this as something good. She’s ready to start letting go. Her greencard is in process so eventually she’ll be spending most of her time in the States. She doesn’t need all these things anymore. They’re from a different life.
More importantly she’s ready to tackle my Dad’s study. It’s filled with papers and documents and we haven’t touched it since he died. Next month will be three years since he passed away. She’s ready to start clearing out his things. We’re going to donate a lot of his books. Some of his colleagues have told me they want to start a scholarship or some sort of memorial in his name, maybe a library. He made a lot of important contributions in his field and they want his work to be available. So we’re basically going to send it all to them so they can sort through everything because we wouldn’t know where to start. But this is an important step. I know it’s going to be hard for us. But it’s time.
I went to a funeral yesterday and the service was done in an African tradition so much of it was chanting and drumming and so on. Everything was fine until the end when the wife of the deceased sang a Christian hymn, and everybody started to cry. What is it about hymns that make people so damn sad?
There was a point where they asked if anyone wanted to say any words and everyone kept quiet and then suddenly you heard the bleating of a goat who stood up as though he urgently had something to say.
I went to Denny’s after to have lunch with my mom. They just opened a few days ago and although they got both our orders wrong, the service was still very good and they comped us half our meal so I’d say it was still a good experience.
My mom spent the whole day talking with authority about things she knew nothing about and I didn’t get mad at her, I just repeatedly told her that we didn’t know these things for sure and that I wasn’t going to comment on it because it was none of my business. I’ve decided to stop trying to fight every battle and just let some things be. It’s going really well so far.
My mom gave me some news that has me super excited. I don’t want to talk about it yet but it’s awesome.
I was writing it and I was thinking to myself, I bet a bunch of people here are gonna totally identify with that. Thing is, I don’t really have many people in real life that I know who would, but maybe it’s why we all gather to this place… maybe something about being able to put our thoughts down on paper, so to speak, helps us process things at a slower speed and calms things down for us. All I know is that my suspicion is that there’s a lot of us here like this. Who often do not feel fit for human consumption anywhere else.
039: What would you like to change, mentally and physically, about yourself?
Mentally, I’d just like to be more even-tempered. I have a very fiery personality. I admire people who can just keep their fucking cool. I get wildly excited, pissed off as hell, super stoked, and terribly sad about three hundred times a day. Is that a mental thing or a personality thing? Well it’s happening in my head so I guess it’s mental. Other than that I really dig myself, mentally.
Physically, I’d get back in shape and have smaller boobs. And have a straight spine.
041: What is one illegal thing you would do if there were no consequences?
Jeez this is gonna make me sound boring as fuck but I can’t think of a single thing. I’m past the age where doing anything like drugs holds any attraction to me anymore, and quite frankly, legality never stopped me in the past. I’ve never had a fantasy of robbing a bank or anything like that. I sort of think about having one of those bigfoot trucks and driving over others cars when I’m in traffic and frustrated and that might be illegal, so that’s all I got.
055: What are you wearing right now? What do you wear to bed?
A camisole and a pair of little sleep shorts. Sometimes no shorts just underwear but basically this is standard.
093: Do you believe in love at first sight?
That’s a good question. I had a student once who told me it happened to her. She and this guy saw each other and fell in love instantly. She told me it was real, and that even though they didn’t stay together, it didn’t diminish the experience. And I believe her. So I think it can happen.
I think people operate on a lot of different levels, many of which we are unaware of. I think we attract each other according to our energetic vibrations and when they are in sync, like really harmonious, love at first sight can happen.
Generally the problem I have is that I show my feelings too much. My face is one that is very easy to read so I really can’t hide anything. Even when I’m trying to contain my feelings they’re blatantly obvious to everyone around me. I wish I were better at hiding things, honestly. It’s not a good thing to be so transparent.
032: What was the last lie you told and why?
Huh. I can’t think of anything. I don’t lie much, unless I’m trying not to hurt somebody’s feelings. I’d lie to get out of trouble though. I seem to be good at that.
080: What talent do you wish you’d been born with?
I wish I could sing. Like really sing. Like, Whitney or Aretha, like Billie or Ella. I can hold a tune. I have good timing. I have really good pitch. And I think with training I could be okayish, but I don’t have that natural talent. Or phrasing. Or power. And I love to sing. I have literally sang my heart out. As in, there have been times when I was singing and I felt something inside of me explode out of my chest… it felt like my heart was lifting out of my body. Singing is a transcendent experience for me. And I’ll never be able to sing the way I really want to. I just don’t have the talent.
001: What is your biggest dream?
002: What is the bravest thing you’ve ever done?
003: Is it hard for you to show your feelings?
004: What is your dream job? What was your dream job when you were little?
005: What is your favorite sound?
006: Would you rather be in front of the camera or behind it?
007: What do you notice first when you meet a new person? (Both in real and on the internet)
008: Is there anybody you *fully* trust?
009: Do you like / love someone? If yes, who?
010: Have you ever received / sent hate? How do you deal with it?
011: What are you going to spend money on next?
012: What are three things you never leave your house without?
013: What is your favorite place?
014: Do you sing and/or dance in front of people?
015: Have you ever cheated on a test?
016: What is your current desktop background?
017: How would you describe yourself in 3 words?
018: What does make you happy?
019: What time were you born?
020: Do you give second chances? Why?
021: Name your biggest turn ons and turn offs.
022: When was the last time you hugged someone?
023: What is your favorite food?
024: Do you save money or spend it right away?
025: Do you have any tattoos? If yes, what are their meanings? If no, would you get any?
026: Name five things you find beautiful.
027: What is your favorite clothing style? (Both in you and others)
028: How do you cheer yourself up?
029: Do you show affection in public?
030: What is one thing you are looking forward to?
031: Have you ever been to other countries? If yes, where?
032: What was the last lie you told and why?
033: Who are the people you can always turn to?
034: Have you ever done drugs? If not, would you ever try them?
035: What is your favorite word?
036: Do you consider yourself a romantic?
037: What are 3 objects that are *very* important to you and why?
038: Have you ever met someone famous? If so, who?
039: What would you like to change, mentally and physically, about yourself?
040: Have you ever won a contest/competition? What for?
041: What is one illegal thing you would do if there were no consequences?
042: Who are your favorite fictional characters?
043: Do you ever wish you were somebody else?
044: What is your favorite store to shop at?
045: Do you want to have children one day? How many? How would you name them?
046: How do you cope with stress? How do you vent your anger?
047: What do you want for your birthday?
048: Have you ever had an imaginary friend?
049: Have you ever said “I love you” even though you didn’t mean it?
050: What is the best advice anyone has ever given you?
051: Do you have any regrets? If yes, what do you regret the most?
052: Do you find tattoos and/or piercings attractive?
053: Do you want to get married? What are your views on marriage?
054: Who are you most comfortable around?
055: What are you wearing right now? What do you wear to bed?
056: When is your birthday?
057: What is love to you?
058: Are you a jealous person?
059: Would you rather go to a party or stay at home?
060: How many relationships have you had?
061: Are you a positive person?
062: What kind of people do you feel attracted to?
063: What is the longest time you’ve stayed awake?
064: Have you ever been told “I don’t want to lose you”?
065: What is your favorite genre when it comes to movies?
066: Do you collect anything?
067: In your opinion, what is your best quality?
068: Have you ever changed for someone?
069: What is your idea of a perfect date?
070: Are you shy or outgoing?
071: In your opinion, what is the secret for a great relationship?
072: Are you the kind of person who breaks rules?
073: Is it hard for you to trust people?
074: What does your dream house look like?
075: Do you feel attracted to people your age, younger or older?
076: How much have you changed over the past year?
077: Longest friendship you’ve ever had?
078: Do you have pets? If not, what animal would you like to have?
079: Are you left or right handed?
080: What talent do you wish you’d been born with?
081: Where do you get motivation and inspiration?
082: Do you know how to swim? If yes, when did you learn?
083: You are given one wish: What do you wish for?
084: Do you like to give / receive flowers? What is your favorite flower?
085: Would you rather travel to a cold forest or a warm beach?
086: What is one thing you can’t forgive, that can destroy a friendship or relationship beyond repair?
087: What is the last thing you purchased?
088: Have you ever broken someone’s heart? Ever gotten your heart broken?
089: Have you ever cheated on someone? Ever been cheated on?
090: Do you believe in soulmates?
091: Is there anybody you would do absolutely *anything* for? If yes, who?
092: Share three facts about your life.
093: Do you believe in love at first sight?
094: Would you date someone who smokes / drinks / does drugs / has a mental illness?
095: You are given 15 minutes of fame: What would you do?
096: How is your dream partner like?
097: Would you rather commit to one person or have several relationships?
098: What are some of your hobbies?
099: What kind of person do you want to be?
100: What did you have for breakfast?
101: What is your Top 3 favorite shows? What was your Top 3 favorite shows when you were a kid?
102: What are three places you *really* would like to visit one day?
103: What was your last meal? What was your last beverage?
104: Who is the last person you had a deep conversation with?
105: What is one thing that made you smile today?
106: Do you like taking photos? If yes, what do you photograph the most?
107: Has anyone ever written a poem or a song dedicated to you? Have you?
108: Do you remember your dreams? If yes, what was the last dream you remember about?
109: If you could go back in the past, would you change anything? If yes, what?
110: If you were given 3 million dollars, what would you do with them?
111: What are a few facts about you that not many people know of?
‘111 Questions’: by Ira V. Simon (priveting)
Judith Light is one of those actresses that looked kinda old when she was young and then she just stayed that way so now that she’s older she looks great. I can’t decide if she’s maybe a little vampiresque. Matt Dillon was like that. He looked the same for fucking ever. But it wore off eventually.
Also I just realised that her last name is Light. Like how fucking awesome is that for a last name?
I hate my last name. With a first name like Natasha, my last name should end in something like -ovitch or -inski. It ends in -ill. And it’s not Kill. That would at least be something.
I’m still only about 25% towards my goal.
And I’m still super grateful for the donations I’ve received.
But I also still need help.
I’ve not made any headway on getting my stuff out of my old house in an amicable manner.
Every conversation ends in accusations and disgust.
Thanks in advance for sharing this link and any help you have to offer.
Okay, here’s the deal. Please help fund my sister’s safe divorce, or fund my bail from jail when I go and get her stuff myself. $5, $10? Please help, as I myself cannot.
Reblog the shit out of this. You’ve all done it for other people, one more time won’t kill you.
Working on some ideas for Valentine’s Day! Knotted heart ring is just adorable as a gift. The double knot gold and silver rings represent true love: two rings intertwined, they cannot be separated. What y’all think? #rings #artisanjewelry #handmade
I am an ER nurse and this is the best description of this event that I have ever heard.
FEMALE HEART ATTACKS
I was aware that female heart attacks are different, but this is description is so incredibly visceral that I feel like I have an entire new understanding of what it feels like to be living the symptoms on the inside. Women rarely have the same dramatic symptoms that men have… you know, the sudden stabbing pain in the chest, the cold sweat, grabbing the chest & dropping to the floor the we see in movies. Here is the story of one woman’s experience with a heart attack:
"I had a heart attack at about 10:30 PM with NO prior exertion, NO prior emotional trauma that one would suspect might have brought it on. I was sitting all snugly & warm on a cold evening, with my purring cat in my lap, reading an interesting story my friend had sent me, and actually thinking, ‘A-A-h, this is the life, all cozy and warm in my soft, cushy Lazy Boy with my feet propped up.
A moment later, I felt that awful sensation of indigestion, when you’ve been in a hurry and grabbed a bite of sandwich and washed it down with a dash of water, and that hurried bite seems to feel like you’ve swallowed a golf ball going down the esophagus in slow motion and it is most uncomfortable. You realize you shouldn’t have gulped it down so fast and needed to chew it more thoroughly and this time drink a glass of water to hasten its progress down to the stomach. This was my initial sensation–the only trouble was that I hadn’t taken a bite of anything since about 5:00 p.m.
After it seemed to subside, the next sensation was like little squeezing motions that seemed to be racing up my SPINE (hind-sight, it was probably my aorta spasms), gaining speed as they continued racing up and under my sternum (breast bone, where one presses rhythmically when administering CPR).
This fascinating process continued on into my throat and branched out into both jaws. ‘AHA!! NOW I stopped puzzling about what was happening – we all have read and/or heard about pain in the jaws being one of the signals of an MI happening, haven’t we? I said aloud to myself and the cat, Dear God, I think I’m having a heart attack!
I lowered the foot rest dumping the cat from my lap, started to take a step and fell on the floor instead. I thought to myself, If this is a heart attack, I shouldn’t be walking into the next room where the phone is or anywhere else… but, on the other hand, if I don’t, nobody will know that I need help, and if I wait any longer I may not be able to get up in a moment.
I pulled myself up with the arms of the chair, walked slowly into the next room and dialed the Paramedics… I told her I thought I was having a heart attack due to the pressure building under the sternum and radiating into my jaws. I didn’t feel hysterical or afraid, just stating the facts. She said she was sending the Paramedics over immediately, asked if the front door was near to me, and if so, to un-bolt the door and then lie down on the floor where they could see me when they came in.
I unlocked the door and then laid down on the floor as instructed and lost consciousness, as I don’t remember the medics coming in, their examination, lifting me onto a gurney or getting me into their ambulance, or hearing the call they made to St. Jude ER on the way, but I did briefly awaken when we arrived and saw that the radiologist was already there in his surgical blues and cap, helping the medics pull my stretcher out of the ambulance. He was bending over me asking questions (probably something like ‘Have you taken any medications?’) but I couldn’t make my mind interpret what he was saying, or form an answer, and nodded off again, not waking up until the Cardiologist and partner had already threaded the teeny angiogram balloon up my femoral artery into the aorta and into my heart where they installed 2 side by side stints to hold open my right coronary artery.
I know it sounds like all my thinking and actions at home must have taken at least 20-30 minutes before calling the paramedics, but actually it took perhaps 4-5 minutes before the call, and both the fire station and St Jude are only minutes away from my home, and my Cardiologist was already to go to the OR in his scrubs and get going on restarting my heart (which had stopped somewhere between my arrival and the procedure) and installing the stents.
Why have I written all of this to you with so much detail? Because I want all of you who are so important in my life to know what I learned first hand.
1. Be aware that something very different is happening in your body, not the usual men’s symptoms but inexplicable things happening (until my sternum and jaws got into the act). It is said that many more women than men die of their first (and last) MI because they didn’t know they were having one and commonly mistake it as indigestion, take some Maalox or other anti-heartburn preparation and go to bed, hoping they’ll feel better in the morning when they wake up… which doesn’t happen. My female friends, your symptoms might not be exactly like mine, so I advise you to call the Paramedics if ANYTHING is unpleasantly happening that you’ve not felt before. It is better to have a ‘false alarm’ visitation than to risk your life guessing what it might be!
2. Note that I said ‘Call the Paramedics.’ And if you can take an aspirin. Ladies, TIME IS OF THE ESSENCE!
Do NOT try to drive yourself to the ER – you are a hazard to others on the road.
Do NOT have your panicked husband who will be speeding and looking anxiously at what’s happening with you instead of the road.
Do NOT call your doctor – he doesn’t know where you live and if it’s at night you won’t reach him anyway, and if it’s daytime, his assistants (or answering service) will tell you to call the Paramedics. He doesn’t carry the equipment in his car that you need to be saved! The Paramedics do, principally OXYGEN that you need ASAP. Your Dr. will be notified later.
3. Don’t assume it couldn’t be a heart attack because you have a normal cholesterol count. Research has discovered that a cholesterol elevated reading is rarely the cause of an MI (unless it’s unbelievably high and/or accompanied by high blood pressure). MIs are usually caused by long-term stress and inflammation in the body, which dumps all sorts of deadly hormones into your system to sludge things up in there. Pain in the jaw can wake you from a sound sleep. Let’s be careful and be aware. The more we know the better chance we could survive to tell the tale.“
Reblog, repost, Facebook, tweet, pin, email, morse code, fucking carrier pigeon this to save a life!
I wish I knew who the author was. I’m definitely not the OP, actually think it might be an old chain email or even letter from back in the day. The version I saw floating around Facebook ended with “my cardiologist says mail this to 10 friends, maybe you’ll save one!” And knew this was way too interesting not to pass on.
Female heart attacks are much different, and most people don’t know it!
This is so much more helpful than the fucking lists that basically describe everything that happens during a really nasty panic attack and then tell you to go seek help as if you don’t have an anxiety disorder that does this to you on a regular basis and can afford to go to the emergency room.
This was phenomenal. Epic in scope and story with actors at the top of their games. Highly recommend and it easily gets five out of five hand metal signs:
Chris is watching that new mtv fantasy show Shannara and I can’t get into it because all the elves are speaking with American accents and it just doesn’t seem right.
I’ve been watching jewelry tutorial videos all day. I just turned on a new one and the guy is super, er, theatrical? He’s talking about enameling and he’s using an analogy with cookies and brownies to demonstrate the difference between melting points and all I want to do right now is sing show tunes and call everybody Mary.
Rey is given a luxury that comes so easily to male heroes – she simply turns a corner, finds a magical item (Luke Skywalker’s Lightsaber, no less) and it awakens the Force in her. Just that. No searing infertility, no rape, no revelation of past abuse, no heartbreak, no sacrifice. No heroine who’s validity is defined by what she has sacrificed, in the way of Katniss handing up her life for her sister, becoming a martyr for a revolution. In the way of Ariel, handing over her power to speak in order to walk on land. No poison apple, no needle on a spinning wheel here.
Gary came to Trinidad and we didn’t meet up once, not even for a drink.
When we weren’t doing obligatory socializing for the season we were both home with our respective spouses keeping our middle aged asses quiet and happy about it.
So I had this dream the other day and there’s a spork and a fork in it, and they’re like dancing around and shit. And then a spoon peeks over a wall and says, Hey guys! Time to tune in! and then I realise that the fork is actually a tuning fork and even though I was sleeping in my mind I was like WTF I’m dreaming in puns??
I was gonna write a post and then I looked at the time. Shit! We have this family function to go to today. I’d rather not have to do something like that on my birthday but steups whatever. I wanted to make a pair of earrings for Chris’s mom for a Christmas gift. I just realised I need to get working on it.
Happy Birthday to my fellow January thirders @millerflintstone, @moveablehypeand @cakecoffeecuddles whose birthday is technically January 4th but since it’s tomorrow there already (it is right?) we celebrate together anyhow! Let’s get this party started!
This is veryveryvery important. My wife was feeling down about herself the other night and asked me “why do I look like this?” And I immediately brought up a photo I had taken of a sculpture of Aphrodite I had taken at the Chicago MOMA. I said, “look at this picture. What does she look like?” And my wife very shyly answered “Me…” (Literally her body is IDENTICAL to the sculpture) so I replied “that is the Goddess Aphrodite. THAT is why your body looks like this.”
I very rarely reblog miscellaneous posts but there are some followers of mine who really need to see this.
Oh shit I’m crying thank you
Remember, a lot more of you have the bodies of goddesses than you might think.
A friend told me the other day if he was making a movie about my life he’d cast Gina Torres as me.
I could see that. I could definitely pass for Afro-Hispanic and we’re both tall and have these huge eyes. Plus she’s hawt. And I’ve been compared to her before. I take that as a great compliment.
Guess who he said he’d cast as Chris? Yes. Idris Elba. And THAT isn’t the first time he’s been compared to him either.
Been having some ear pain yesterday and today. Mentioned it to the moms. Moms says she put warmed olive oil in her ear when she had an earache. Poof, overnight, pain gone. I scoff. Olive oil, I say? In your ear, I say? Scoff! She says yes, that’s what “the old people” did, she said, and it worked for her, she said. I scoff.
So we go to the drugstore and I look for eardrop stuff. I find the selection. And right there, on the shelf, in a drugstore, is an ear drop formula consisting entirely of….
Wait for it…
Olive oil.
Which I purchase and take home sheepishly to the derision of the moms. And rightly so.
So! Here I am laying on my side. With olive oil. In my ear.
Chop a clove of fresh garlic and gently warm it in the olive oil, then strain it, and store at room temperature. A few drops in your ear has even more oomph. I’ve cleared up dozens of ear infections with garlic oil in myself and in both of my children, but it’s always been successful when caught early. I hope you feel better. ❤
My doctor forbid me from ever using Q-tips again. She said just use a few drops of olive oil and let it sit for five to ten minutes and drain. Works like a charm.
The smart thing to do when Chris was gonna make us a late dinner was to say yes please. Instead I stupidly told him I wasn’t hungry. But now I am and he’s sleeping and all I can think about is mashed potatoes and sausages and I want to kick myself.
soulsistrin 