Have you made a tutorial for this yet?? :)
I haven’t, but if you watch my recent quilty grid tutorial it’s pretty much the same thing! Put down a base so the colors show up easy, block out the shapes that you want, but this time with a black striper, fill the shapes in. The big difference here is that I went back with the striper after to make sure the lines show up instead of trying to hide them. It’s pretty straight-forward, just time consuming!
Anonymous asked: Remember how before I said I was feeling hopeless and you said to talk to a therapist and I said I already had a therapist? Well now that therapist who I love and has kept me together and helped me find a reason to live is leaving me. And I still feel hopeless. And I don't want a different therapist. Help me Candiipants, you're good at life advice. What do I do? :(
Oh darling, I am so sorry. I know it feels hopeless, but I promise you it isn’t. Nothing is, really. Finding a new therapist will be hard, but you have to. Ask this one that you love and that has kept you together if they have any therapist friends to recommend. Your therapist loves you, and they’ll direct you well even as they’re leaving.
Don’t expect it to feel right immediately. It will take time. Let yourself feel hopeless for a bit, and then don’t. Keep your hands busy. My grandma always used to say that idle hands are the devil’s workshop, and while that may not be true, it’s a good distraction. Making things helps, even if they’re shitty things.
Write, or draw, or tear paper into confetti, or give yourself a facial with ingredients from your kitchen. You deserve to feel good about yourself. Do your makeup and then sit on the internet all day in sweatpants.
There’s no great universal reason for life, there’s no reason for anything to exist, and that’s gonna fuck with your head, but don’t let it. If there’s no reason to live, you have to make your own. Live so you can find a hobby and get awesome at it. Live so you can listen to music, or read, or just for the sake of breathing, or because you haven’t tasted every flavor of ice cream yet and you can’t die before that, can you?
I know this is basically the same advice I gave you last time, but the key to happiness, or even just okay-ness is being okay within yourself. Lose yourself for a bit in a movie, or a show (Adventure Time always makes me feel better when I’m down) and let that be enough. Don’t pressure yourself to feel happy all the time, or right away. Don’t punish yourself for what you’re feeling. Reward yourself when you laugh for real, and when you don’t, know that trying is good too.
I’ll say it again- you are loved. You have worth, and the world would be worse off without you. You will get through this. I believe in you.
Don’t tell me I’m not like other girls. It’s not a compliment, not a come-on. It doesn’t even mean anything.
What are you trying to say? That I’m breaking the mold of your idea of what girls are? Of course I’m not like some other girls, but there’s also a lot of other other girls that I am like. I’m a person, that’s how it works.
We are all, in some ways, like and not like others.
Technically, you’re right. I’m not like other girls. There is no other girl with my specific combination of freckles and cellulite and propensity to cry at cooking shows. But that’s not what you meant.
Don’t try to compliment me while insulting my gender as a whole. Don’t express interest by telling me that it stems from some trait that apparently all other girls lack, and that just by possessing it I am above them in your eyes.
Like me not because of the qualities I do not possess, but love me for my unique combination of personality traits, for my habits and my preferences, for my laugh and my calluses and because I am different but not separate.
Don’t tell me I’m not like other girls. Those ‘other’ girls are my friends and my teammates and my mother and my grandmothers, and I would love to be like them, and don’t tell me that’s not what you meant, because I know what you meant.
Anonymous asked: How do you react to people who look down at you because you do your nails so meticulously and passionately? Every time I do my nails, I have people both praise me and say things like, "why do you spend all your time doing nails?" especially if I've cleaned my cuticles and made it look neat. LIKE, SORRY I LIKE HAVING NEAT PRETTY NAILS. Ugh.
Painting nails is like any hobby! It’s like spending hours playing video games, or reading, or rock climbing, or whatever people like to do! It’s relaxing, and it lets you be creative, and makes you pretty, and also fuck you guy if you don’t think it’s worth spending time on!
Everybody needs a hobby. Just because painting nails is something that isn’t terribly common and is stereotypically feminine and whatever other bullshit that makes people think it’s not worth spending time on is just that. Bullshit!