Work It by Clay Hickson
An in-depth study of women’s footwear
16 Pages
Black and White Riso
Second Edition
2015
$6
Work It by Clay Hickson
An in-depth study of women’s footwear
16 Pages
Black and White Riso
Second Edition
2015
$6
I’m working on a mini comic that’s gonna debut at Chicago Zine Fest in May, but patreon backers get to see the pages as they get made. So this is the completely true story of the origin of my burlesque alter ego, Florence of A'Labia! Raised by a triad of queer mermaids under the sea. Pledge at the “Hot Stuff” tier or higher to read! I’ll update it with a few new pages every month until it’s done!
It me!
Octavia Spencer…. I couldn’t love her more. I LOVE ostrich feathers in fashion, they’re so old school glam, and they don’t get used nearly enough.
her styling really is a reflection of the fashion available in her size. it’s really gaudy and not as cool as her other witchy counterparts.

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editor’s note: i don’t watch american horror story (i tried to watch the first season but the constant sexual...
YES. THIS EXACTLY.
So on Friday one of my coworkers and I were waiting at the bus stop after work when a large woman in a wheelchair and her 2 teenaged plus sized daughters approach. They are laughing and having a lively conversation. Their fashion varies from the oversized men’s shirt (much like the ones I wore as...
delia’s catalog nostalgia plucks at a raw nerve for me. i was always too fat for their clothes, and way too poor, and also all the clothes look like shit to me now because 90s fashion was THE WORST.
the three big chips on my shoulder from my youth are:
- people who reminisce about places like delia’s and 5.7.9 and other places like that. fuck you, i was shopping at the thrift store and, if i had christmas money, lane bryant, buying clothes for 45 year old women in 9th grade !
- people who had american girl dolls. fuck you. your grandma SPOILT your ass.
- people who reminisce about their parents buying them stuff from weekly reader/at the weekly reader book fair. fuck your parents and their disposable income ! ever heard of the LIBRARY?
poor/fat feelings.
This kind of hurts on a personal level.
My parents were never rich, and still aren’t. I wore a lot of my brother’s hand-me-down clothes, and most of my toys that weren’t birthday presents from friends were garage sale finds… but I guess I would still fall under two of your “fuck you” categories: I had an American Girl Doll, and I was usually given enough money for one book every time the book fair rolled around.
My parents sacrificed a lot to give me those things. They were rare exceptions to normal life, which was still pretty good even if it was more sparse than some other lives.
I guess what I’m trying to say is… the outside isn’t always a good indicator of the life actually being lived.
Anyway, you are entitled to your opinion and i respect it, this post just made me feel a little sad.
Carry on.

Finally making progress on my stitch by @lpanne
I just need to add the text and frame it, and it will be ready for Christmas!
no one tells you what its like to be self aware of your mental illness. i know im irrationally angry and i know im just being paranoid and its the tiny piece of rational mind i have left and the unstable part of me fighting each other every second and i just want it to stop
Michael bublé wants to be frank Sinatra but he’s never tried to have woody Allen killed