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cinemacouture · 9 months

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A Clockwork Orange (1971, dir. Stanley Kubrick) had Milena Canonero as costume designer in her first gig; the movie also was very low-budget (almost all of it was shot on location rather than in sets), so most of the costumes are off-the rack except for some of Alex's fantasy sequences where I'm sure it's reused period stock.

Canonero's Droog costumes however remains one of the most iconic costume designs in film history; the combination of underclothes, suspenders, old-fashioned hats and cricket codpieces. The asymmetrical makeup calls to mind tribal warriors but also adds a little androgyny (despite them all being vicious misogynists). The final touch is gore prosthetic decorations, such as the eyeballs on Alex's cuffs, that feel like a forerunner to punk fashion. This kind of DIY costume design was also done to excellent effect by Bobbie Mannix on The Warriors and Norma Moriceau on Mad Max 2.

There's some other nasty 'Droog' gangs too; one of the torture sequences (more harrowing cos Kubrick was being a sociopath again and had Malcolm McDowell's eyes being scratched for real) has some other Droogs in different hats, whilst Alex's nemesis 'Billyboy' (played by Richard Connaught) wears a very different kind of Droog uniform; consisting of leather overalls, military wear (especially WWII German military), and clashing colourful frilly shirts.

McDowell also gets to wear a fantastic purple suede and snakeskin jacket - prop sites say it was designed by Canonero, but the first comment on this Propstoreauction youtube video says something different 'I actually sold this coat to Malcolm around september 1970 in Kensington market in London , it is a plum suede and python trim coat designed and made by a young Yugoslavian guy and bought from our stock. the film’s costume designer had no imput. Malcolm chose it. Priced at £120 in 1970, it was the most expensive item in the market'. Interesting - given it only appears in one brief scene, it would make sense that it was bought. He also gets to wear a red and white nightgown that presumably was also off the rack.

As for the rest of the film's outfits? They all scream '1971' and were presumably off the rack. though almost all the women have had their hair dyed in garish colours. I love the red outfits worn by Sheila Raynor as Alex's mother, as well as the vinyl-lined red jumper worn by the unnamed lodger. Also the multicoloured dress worn by the psychiatrist, and the red jumpsuit worn by one of Alex's victims. Also the Milk Bar security who wear spandex unitards with studded belts, for some reason?

There's a couple of fantasy sequences that Alex indulges in, that I'm mostly including so that someone can hopefully indentify which film their costumes are from - he briefly has a fantasy of being a Roman soldier torturing Jesus, as well as being an ancient noble. Then he has one as a soldier in Old Testament battles; again, I highly doubt these were made for the film given the very low budget and the briefness of these fantasy sequences (clips from other movies were used in these fantasy sequences after all), but I did notice the helmets worn by his warriors were familiar - because they had been reused by costume designer James Acheson in the Doctor Who serial 'The Mutants' a year later!

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dubljarnasims · 2 months

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Aqua Song

Part of the 4th generation of my legacy, I just had to give her a makeover when I saw her Maxis state. As a tenant and friends with several of the legacy family, I was going to see her a lot! She married Autumn Dubljarna and moved to Newcrest, where they raised their twins. No CC included with the download - please see the list and links below.

Partner(s): Autumn Dubljarna Children: Spring Dubljarna, Winter Dubljarna

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Earrings - Pralinesims | Thunderstruck v2 2

Glasses - Arltos | Sakura glasses 2

Jumpsuit - Kismet Sims | Wasteland Baby

Piercings - Pralinesims | DIY kit lip right ring double

Shoes - Liliili-sims | Nelly boots

Socks - Magic Bot | Design socks 2

Hair/Skin/Makeup Details:

Eyebags - Obscurus | Eyebags N5

Eyebrows - RemusSirion | Eyebrows 49

Eyelashes - Kijiko | 3D lashes version 2 uncurled

Eyelids - Plush | Glossier monolids

Freckles - RemusSirion | Life's a beach n3

Hair - Liliili-sims| Skyla

Lips - Pralinesims | N213 yurozea

Nails - XUrbanSimsX | Kate nail kit - autumn

Tattoo - Reevaly | Color roses

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Skin - Luumia | Vanilla skin default

Eyes - Pralinesims | Oasis v2 default

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polksaladbutler · 2 years

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NASTY

s. kydd x reader

positions masterlist.

warnings: alcohol mention, switch (both), teeny blood mention, mediocre smut (i rushed this sry!), clickable links

it was a halloween party, your first halloween party, your first adult halloween party with alcohol and things that weren’t legal to you yet when you were invited to high school parties, you were invited by none other than sebastian kydd. the talk of the campus.

it wasn’t an odd gesture from him to tell you about his halloween party, of course he called you, to rope you into the party only to rub some new fling in your face. he always had that tactic to make you jealous, one of them being inviting you to parties.

despite all of that, here you were getting ready to go to one of his parties, putting on his favorite makeup look that he used to ruin all the time.

you were cher from ‘75, sebastians favorite female artist and his favorite era of her. your aunt had made the carbon copy of it. she even made the elton costume for your roommate kimberly. she wasn’t invited however, she suggested if you get wasted— which in-fact you weren’t going to drink at all— you couldn’t make it back home without her.

“how do i look?” kimberly walked out of the bathroom, giving you a three-sixty view of her costume, covered in gold. a gold jumpsuit, a sparkly gold coat, a gold medal and to top it off, white boots. “you know what, you look like a rocket man.” you winked at her, handing her the diy bedazzled glasses you made.

whereas you were placing on your sparkly lipgloss that would be gone by the end of the night leaving you with nothing but glittery lips, your breast were squished into the top, practically trying to jump out at anybody, the rest of your torso was exposed to the cold air.

“daaaamn, cher is now eliminated from the competition. you are sexy as hell! so! be honest, could i possibly, get in your pants looking like this?” kimberly laughed, popping her collar she immediately put back down. “you’re such a dork.” you giggled rolling your eyes as you placed the last line of lipgloss you needed on.

“ready to go?” kimberly questioned as she walked over to the mirror you were looking in. “think so.” you tightened the top to your lipgloss and placed it on the vanity. you got out of the chair, fixing up any last minute mishaps you found then left the dorm room, following behind kimberly

it wasn’t long trip to the party, the music was bursting out of the open windows of the rented home, people were walking towards the noisy attraction in costumes, some boys shotgunning beers, and big clouds of smoke being puffed into the air.

“i sure as hell feel overdressed.” kimberly laughed as she parked next to the sidewalk. “i feel… underdressed.” you chuckled as you unbuckled your seatbelt and removed it from across your bare torso.

you waved to a few people you knew that were partaking in the shotgunning and smoking. you got closer to the rented residence you noticed that the door was wide open, you saw so many people, you wondered how in the hell you would fit in there, compared to a can of sardines, the party would win first place for the most claustrophobic place in history. luckily, you and kim managed to get inside the place, finding a very open section at the island, covered in red solo cups and cigarette buds.

“do all the drinking you want yn! this is your night.” kimberly smiled as she handed you an empty cup. “you don’t think i’m actually gonna… drink?” you spoke loudly with a chuckle to follow. “then, what the hell are you here for?” she laughed, grabbing herself a random beer that sat on the countertop. “i didn’t wanna let sebastian down and— don’t drink that you don’t know where it’s been kim.” you snatched the cold drink out of her hand placing it on the other side, far away from her.

“it’s not like he would care or even remember that he invited you. ‘fess up yn, you want to get in his pants by the end of the night!” she shrugged, snapping you into reality. it seems as if you were just another person to him— when you knew you weren’t, there was no point in even showing up. “okay okay, he invited me to make me jealous! i know it, so of course he would remember inviting me.” “so you wanna get in his pants?” you turned your head in shame, placing your hand over your mouth. “you’re sick! look, we’ll meet back here at eleven forty-five. that gives us time to get something to eat, bye!” kimberly walked away from you before you could even possibly disagree with her.

as for you, you sat alone. the one thing you weren’t going to do is be like a puppy and search for sebastian— god knows where he is. instead, you sat in the white bar chair all by yourself, playing with ring of the cup.

“i didn’t think you’d come.” a voice rang loudly behind you. you turned around in the bar chair looking at the tall, blonde, undeniably handsome guy that spoke to you. “you invited me no?” you snapped back trying to match his volume until he got closer to you. “still the same yn i know.”

“so, my costume, what do you think?” you hopped out of the seat and spun around for him. “cher from seventy-five.” he bit his lip, slowly wrapping him around your finger.

“don’t bite your lip off, you know christina wants to suck face with you.” you pointed to the blonde girl in a ‘bunny costume’. “that’s not the only thing she’ll suck—“ you cut him off, flicking him on the forehead.

“so how’ve you been?” sebastian gave into fighting the volume, hoping that you could read lips. “i’ve been doing a lot of studying lately.” sitting back down on the chair, you laid your head on your hand, your elbow rested up on the counter. “stepping my game up.” you smiled, still examining the fresh cup.

“you want a drink?” he got off the bar chair that sat before your own. “no, i don’t intend to drink tonight.” you placed the red solo cup on the counter, leaving it alone finally. you looked up at sebastian’s puzzled face. “no drinking?” he laughed a little. “— well, ms. cher. i don’t want you to have a boring time.” he smirked, sitting back down in front of you.

it’s not that you really don’t want to drink, you loved a little long island iced tea. the problem was, when you become intoxicated, you get a little sexual. that’s not why you came to the party, so you were avoiding drinks at all cost. nevertheless, with sebastian in a semi-tight grey graphic tee and acid washed jeans, you didn’t need the alcohol to be slightly intimate.

taking a swig, a shot, even a few sips was risky.

“just dance with me then if you’re not going to drink.” he suggested. “i am not gonna be on the floor, dancing around you and whatever girl you’re gonna fuck before the party is over!” you gave him a snarky remark. “you’ve got the clothes for it anyway! let’s go.” he sat up once again, grabbing one of your hands.

“i don’t even dance.” that was a big lie, you made sebastian drive you to dance practice when you were sleeping together. you loved dancing, you weren’t that bad at it either. you weren’t gonna show it though. “don’t lie to me. i remember you dancing the morning after we-.” “alright enough of that.” he pulled you out of your seat, he spun you around twice, trying to catch the groove of the music.

just your luck, it was grover washington jr’s ‘just the two of us’ a smooth song, where the feelings couldn’t be denied. you told yourself it was just platonic swaying. although, the intertwined fingers and your back on his chest speak otherwise.

you swayed a little too close to him, your outfit was a thin material, it wasn’t difficult to feel his erection growing. you didn’t know if you should stop, mention it, keep dancing, you decided to continue dancing.

“good things might come to those who wait, not for those who wait too late. we got to go for all we know.” you sang to the lyrics, sebastian wrapped his hands that are locked with yours around your waist. “sebastian…” you spun yourself around, connecting your body back to his once again.

“yeah?” he looked down at you. “you doin’ alright?” you hummed. he did the same in response. “‘cause you know, i can feel it.” you whispered with a laugh added. you shouldn’t have spoken, that was your first mistake, but let’s face it, you’ve made more than one mistake tonight.

“see what you do to me?” he smirked, looking down at you with his beautiful eyes. “that’s all you…” he spoke under his breath, you still managed to hear him.

“gonna let me do something about it?” you bit your bottom lip to hold back your excitement. “yeah.” he grabbed your hand and led you to the upstairs bedroom. you both run upstairs like two little kids.

you ran into the bedroom after sebastian, kicking the door shut, pushing you up against the door, hands roaming up and down yours side. your hand went up under his tee-shirt, just getting a feel of what you hadn’t felt in ages.

“this little costume will be the death of me.” he groaned moving you both on the bed, making you straddle him. “i’ve missed this.” you shut him up with a kiss. he kissed you back with more passion as he wrapped his hands around your waist.

his eyes became full of desire, pupils dilated, lips red and swole. he catches his breath before he deepened the kiss, he cupped the side of your face. you grind roughly against his clothed member. sebastian’s mouth hovered over yours, holding it open. “you like that?” you teased, rubbing the side of his face with the back of your fingers.

you did it again only deeper and more forcefully. he restrained his moans, creating a thin line with his lips. “what do you want? i need to hear you say it.” you lowered your head to connect eyes with him. “i… i want you.” you smiled to his request. “i’ll try to do the best i can.” you mumbled before placing one more kiss on his lips, removing your body from his.

you slowly pulled his pants down “seems like you really did miss me.” he breathlessly laughed as you cupped your hand over his briefs. “no kidding.”

you pulled his cock out of the fabric, springing back on to his stomach. “this never gets old.” you gave him a few strokes, paying attention to his breaths every time you do so. you placed your lips on his neck, keeping your hand on his shaft. whimpers and small moans left his mouth, trying to hold them back but continuously failing. “let me hear you, nobody else can.” you muttered against his skin.

you removed your mouth from his neck after leaving multiple hickeys on his neck, you took all of him in your mouth, he threw his head back, placing his forearm over his eyes. your tongue swirled around his tip as your cheeks hollowed. you hummed against his length, which sent him to cloud nine.

your saliva rolled it’s way down to the base of his cock, you caressed his abs with your unoccupied hand. you listened to the exhales of pleasure he produced, studying what felt good and what felt breathtaking to him.

you had in him in the palm of your hands, he was so cute when he was vulnerable. you used your hands plus your mouth to finish him off. he bucked his hips causing you to gag, your eyes watered slightly as you removed your lips from him. “‘m sorry.” you shook your head, indirectly telling him it’s okay.

you got off the bed and you removed your sequined pants from your body, shimmying them all the way down. “look so beautiful.” he breathed. “you say that every time.” you sighed as you climbed back on the bed.

“cause my girl is always beautiful.” he toyed with his lips. “lay on your back f’me” walking back to the bed, you did as told, you laid down as he slowly removed your panties. “damn you still get this wet because of me huh?” he chuckled. “shut up.” you rolled your eyes, covering the grin painted on your face.

he ran his pointer and middle finger lightly up and down your slit, leaving his mouth open as he focused on your heat. he slowly placed his middle finger inside you, your lips making an ‘o’ as a low moan erupted from you.

he pumped his fingers in and out of you, curling them up every time to hit that spot. “sebas…tian.” you uttered, breaking up the words that you could barely reveal.

“god, i haven’t even been doing this for a few minutes and you’re already shaking.” he chuckled, leaning down to place kisses down your neck. “mm feels s’good.” you scrunched his hair in your hands. “yeah?” “mhm…” you sighed out.

he removed his hand from inside you and moved his back to the headboard. “come here.” he spoke softly. you rolled over slowly and straddled him once again, realizing you were the one wrapped around his finger.

“come on…” his eyes stayed on your wetness, waiting for you to lower yourself onto his length. you did so, immediately shivering your body onto his. you always felt filled when you were with sebastian, clenching around him, trying to get comfortable.

“you alright?” he huffed. “mhm— yeah.” you nodded repetitively. he cupped your ass, guiding your body. thrusting inside of you, setting a rhythm.

you slowly caught onto his tempo, only making it a tad bit faster and began rolling your hips, holding yourself up on his shoulders, leaving red scratch marks on his skin. sebastian’s hands went up to your waist, desperately trying to get you to slow down.

“i’m… i’m gonna finish too fast if you keep doing that.” he chuckled with a held back moan to come after. you placed your hands on his ankles as you slightly bended back, making a new technique of pleasure for the both of you.

“such a needy girl…” his once soothed breathy voice was now shattered, watching your facial expressions to the feeling.

you couldn’t take the slow pace any longer, it was true, you were needy, so you didn’t the only logical thing. you sped up. sebastian had no idea until you started jumping lightly up and down on his cock, becoming undone.

“fuuuck— baby…” he connected his hands with yours, helping you keep balance. “fill me up so well…” you mumbled. sebastian’s eyes fluttered shut as you clenched around him.

“gonna… come…” you head lowered, preparing to release. “nah uh… not yet…” he used a previously occupied hand to tip your head back up to make eye contact with him once again. “bu-“ “just— hold it okay?” he offered, grabbing your behind once again, controlling your body on his, the sound of skin slapping echoed all throughout the room. “sebastian please!” you cried out pleads. “go ‘head baby.” he jerked his hips up, emptying himself inside of you as you trembled against him. you tried to grasp on anything, his body, the headboard, the comforter, absolutely anything.

you both were lightheaded, trying to rejuvenate the blood back to your head. you rolled off of him, watching sebastian’s chest rise and lower rapidly. “damn…” you chuckled. “damn is right.”

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pbandjesse · 14 days

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It was a very sleepy day. Recovering from such a long day yesterday was tough. But I tried to just be okay with the resting. The rainy weather helped. Giving me a sleepy ambiance.

I slept pretty well overall. I woke up at 930 without an alarm and was not thrilled. I had slept on my arm in a weird way and it hurt so much. Like shockingly painful, surprised I didn't get woken up by the pain painful. I would spend a few minutes stretching it out and it would get better but it was very uncomfortable.

I got cleaned up and dressed in my current favorite jumpsuit and my staying at home sweatshirt I got during lockdown. I just wanted to be cozy.

It was sort of chilly downstairs. I would get myself a bowl of cereal and got in the couch to play my video game. But it turns out we are basically done all the major things and now it's just small tasks. I was getting frustrated by the map, which I struggle to understand already, and was going in circles for a while. I was having fun but after an hour I was just tired.

I had a little lunch. And my stomach hurts again. So I would just chill and lay on the couch and watch YouTube shorts. It is funny how different my algorithm is on different platforms. On Instagram it's a lot of home diy and art. On TikTok it's very silly but also music and politics. But on YouTube it's almost all media focused. Lots of clips of shows. And twitch streamers.

I had opened the backdoor for light and to enjoy the breeze. It was a little drizzly but nice.

But then all of a sudden I heard animal screaming and I went outside and Sweetp had a rat!! It was half in the fence and Sweetp had the rat's tail in his mouth and was pulling and I was like ah!! And went and picked him up and said we don't do that. But like also good job? But also your outside privileges are temporarily revoked.

He could still go in his catio. I'm not a monster.

I would be on the couch for a long time. I would eventually muster up the energy to get up and felt kind of woozy. I probably should have just gone to sleep but I wanted to get something accomplished. So I would head upstairs to do some closet organizing.

My idea was that I would pull out all my camp clothes and put it in my extra trunk. But I ended up having my extra black trunk for my clothes I'll bring to sleep over camp, but then the brown trunk will be for field trip stuff for the next couple weeks. And like it's not a perfect system but it was something. And I hope that my closet clothes can be mainly for museum and day off clothes. Slightly nicer stuff. Less outdoorsy.

I had just gotten everything out of the closet when James texted me that the Fulwilers wanted to go to Little Havana for dinner. Like ASAP. And I was like what. I am in the middle of something. I said that if it was at 5 I could probably finish. But honestly I didn't want to go and spiraled a bit because I felt like I would be a jerk for not going. It's mother's day! I had reached out to my mom and also Anne but me and my mom have plans on Saturday so I am judg focused on that and I felt incredibly disregulated.

James said I didn't have to go but I did. I would have felt terrible not going. But also the fomo of missing out on food? To strong to handle.

I would keep working but I couldn't focus and would just have to do the rest when we got home. I got myself together. Put on eyeliner. And headed into the rain.

It had started raining harder but wasn't to bad by the time I got to the restaurant. But I had a terrible drive there. I couldn't get over and had to go a weird way to get there after missing a turn. People hair driving stupid. I was really angry and upset and not having a good time. I didn't even want to leave the house and now I was just really upset.

Then when I got over there I found that their parking lot was a pay lot now??? Since when?? And was more upset and texted James but then when they came out to help a free spot opened up in front and everything was okay.

I was happy to see everyone. Anne and Tucker and Charlotte. They got appetizers but nothing I could have so we ordered their "stoplight" chips. Which come with salsa, cheese, and guacamole. In three bowls. So it looks like a stoplight. And it is very good. And I did have fun. There was a lot of talking and it was mostly a very good time. I got to learn some stuff about some of the antique they own. And the plan for who gets what. I got to hear about Charlotte's Taylor Swift PowerPoint presentation. And it was a a nice time. But it was absolutely not dinner.

We didn't order anything else? Just the appetizers and lots of drinks. Which is fine but also was not dinner. After there were hugs and goodbyes I told James I was brought out of the house under false pretenses. James would take me to the diner for real dinner.

When we got there James would bet we would sit on the side of the diner we have never sat on. But I told them not to get their hopes up. And I was correct. We still have never sat on that side!!

We both got sandwiches. It was nice to see the families celebrating all around us. But my stomach hurt. And both of us were so tired. So we were mainly quiet and playing on our phones. We would eat. And enjoy each other's presence. But we were also both really ready to go home. They gave me a yellow rose at the counter. I'm not a mother but it was still nice to get. Maybe next year.

When we got back here I would go back to my clothes. James washed my water mug (which smelled horrific??? No idea why that happened). But they mostly left me alone so I could do my thing.

I chose the things I want to bring and there was some stuff I wanted to hang up and some stuff to put in storage. But I felt good about everything and would finish within an hour.

James would join me in laying in bed and watching TikToks for an hour or so. We were laughing and learning about stuff and it was just really nice. Sweetp came and joined us.

Eventually I went to take a shower. James would make a fuss about me being so pretty again. Which is very sweet. I love them so very much. It was nice to be clean though and change into a sweatshirt. And now we are in bed again. I am ready to sleep.

Tomorrow James is taking the car to get the oil changed. I am not sure what I will do here. I mostly just want to rest. I hope I feel more normal tomorrow.

I hope you all sleep good tonight. I love you all. Goodnight!

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