Breaking News!!!

Okay, not quite, but I did a little digging and my so-called absolutely random as all get out NIGHT LIONS t-shirt as featured HERE is manufactured by a brand called Magick Outlaw, who seem to have the right idea when it comes to t-shirt ideas, in that they are COOL AS A COOL CUCUMBER. Check out their Etsy page!

I also stumbled upon this Japanese site where their Crystal Forest t-shirt has ENRAPTURED ME (on this, they day of the rapture, as I type there are four minutes left until the world ends!!!!!!!) Anyway, my Night Lions t-shirt is on that site, sold out, natch, and according to my conversion skills costs about £30?!?! Mine was £4, and for charity to boot! If the world does end in four minutes (three, now, actually) then I can rest easy knowing I did my part.

IN SPACE, NO-ONE CAN HEAR YOU PURR

Extra! Extra! Read all about it! Third Space-Cat t-shirt discovered amongst wardrobe detritus! I exchanged monetary notes for this cloth edifice in ye olde London-towne many moons ago, which makes it sound all exotic, like, but I must bring it back down to earth slightly and add that I got it in Urban Outfitters. SHRUG.

The V-neck borders on indecency! Can I get a hell yeah? Check out the nebulaeic (it's a word) colours and retro-stylee print, I love this t-shirt so much I completely forgot all about it for like a year, hooray!

The eyes penetrate. The stars infiltrate. What lies within? What are the answers? Is that Whiskas?

There's even a pentagram-sorta-thing going on there. Which I approve of, naturally. It is, in my opinion, FAR OUT.

In other news, the plan to have this as a weekly blog has fallen by the wayside almost immediately after stating so, due to the fact I am a lazy, lazy person. Sorry about that :)

RAGNAROK AND ROLL

In George R. R. Martin's Song of Ice and Fire series- which if you know me but at all you'll refrain from mentioning unless you LIKE lengthy diatribes- instead of carrier pigeons or semaphore or throwing sticks at each other people use ravens to communicate (okay, so pretty much like carrier pigeons but nnghanyway.) These ravens can talk, too, like parrots mainly, words like corn and snow and cliffhangerrrrr. Like all the cool kids I added a bunch of Game of Thrones related feeds to my Twitter, whereupon I came across the term instant ravening. And now I know why I was indeed brought into this world; to appreciate those two words in the way only a sad, lonely nerd can.

WHAT THE HELL HAS ANY OF THIS CRAP GOT TO DO WITH T-SHIRTS?

Well, I have a t-shirt with a raven on it, smarty-pants! Thor's hammer amulet on the bottom right there, check it!

Eyeballs and skulls and a spear and an AXE and a wonderful raven (is it Huginn or Muninn? Know your Norse mythology, kids!), what more could a girl ask for, really? (Except for it to be in my size, for alas, they had sold out! And also it is a rather violent blue. I'm torn.)

'Sup dude?! You still got one eye left! No worries!

This guy has it; he's just chillin' with an eyeball, gettin' all starry-eyed on us. Coolest cat in Midgard, he is.

This t-shirt is best worn chillaxing in your chariot in the Valhalla car-park (you have to be 10,000 or over or omnipotent to enter, unfortunately.)

Note: Posts are going to be 'roughly' weekly from now on. And now that I've said that you can be sure to find that I forget to update it next week. The suspense.

COWABUNGA!

As seen on such auspicious occasions as 'last Saturday night', may I present one of my favourite t-shirts ever:

I RECLAIM THE SLEEVELESS TEE FROM THE REALMS OF MENSWEAR!!! Not for me are the paltry cut-off offerings which are the standard fare in ladies' rock fashion, these babies (or 'arm-holes') go all the way to the bottom of my ribs! AND WHO DOESN'T LOVE RIBS!?!

I love this t-shirt. It's faded and worn out but the cow skull is only made more awesome by it's ghostliness, an apparition staring out from the murky nether-kingdoms of washed-out cotton. All you can make out form a distance is the metallic sheen of the horns.

The urge to learn archery and cattle-rustlin' and to dance around a totem pole of some sort almost overcomes me whenever I wear this, So far, I have mastered it.


So far. 

Not idly do the tees of Lorien fall

Understatement of the eon it may be, nevertheless it bears mentioning that I have a rather soft spot for the Lord of the Rings and it's many permutations. Let's see, we have:

The books: epic, engrossing, very, very long. I read at about 40,000 WPM and they took me a month to get through, despite my penchant for all things hobbity. However, this is not to say I didn't enjoy them; they are probably my biggest influence when it comes to writing my own (albeit, awful) stories.

The films: Epic, obviously. And full of hot dudes with swords. By which I mean the utter scope and the attention to detail, the minutiae of costuming and lore; it was a mammoth task to convert such an iconic series of novels into moving pictures, and one that I think the makers and producers and actors did a rather bang-up job of, verily!

The t-shirt: I think my reaction was 'ASDFGHJKLKJHGFDSDFGHJKLJHYTRE!"£'

I don't know about you, but when I think of LotR and Masonic imagery I get rather excited (yeah, okay so the Masonic stuff reminds me of National Treasure. And my excuses for that being an adult thing to say are twofold: Sean Bean and Nicholas Cage.) I digress, I digress. Why don't we just let the garment speak for itself?

 

The intricacy of the elvish script! Yes I'm a huge nerd!

Look! A tiny Frodo and Samwise! Again, though this blog was not originally intended to be a constant promotional tool, this shirt was purchased in a flurry of mis-typed credit card info and hyperventilation from threadless. I promise, my next entry will attempt to diversify slightly, but they really are an amazing store.

I wear this with dark grey skinnies, leather jacket, cons and an attitude. Broadsword optional.

(I would normally apologise for the awful title pun but I'm actually quite proud of it.)

THE CAT FROM OUTER SPACE

You know, when I wrote the last entry I thought to myself, HELL THAT'S A PRETTY UNIQUE T-SHIRT. However, going through my gargantuan collection I gaped in astonishment as I pulled this from the detritus for I apparently own two cat/purple/space themed t-shirts. This is madness; THIS IS SPACE CAT.

If you were composed entirely of purple nebulae I'm sure you'd be peeved too. I love space and I love cats, so there was really no question over the purchase of this fine fettered fashion item from the fine folks at threadless. Oooh, just look at those colours/that alliteration!

Sad to say I don't wear this as often as I should, because there's something about black t-shirts that I just don't dig, man. I should probably also say right now that I do have a rather large percentage of cat-related t-shirts in my collection, so prepare yourself...BUT WE ALL LIKE CATS, DON'T WE? MEOW!

NIGHT LIONS

Let's get this party started shall we?!

Beyond time, beyond space...a t-shirt was envisioned by forces as yet unimaginable to mere mortals such as we. One can only stand back and behold the majesty of the DEATH KITTEN STARGAZING LIGHTNING-STRIKE KEYBOARD T-SHIRT.

This is it, the day has come; cotton has reached a new plateau in worthiness, for it has been chosen to portray an image nigh beyond description (or at least, beyond a better description than DEATH KITTEN STARGAZING LIGHTNING-STRIKE KEYBOARD T-SHIRT)

After long weeks and many miles, through trials and hardships unthinkably arduous, I finally, finally, managed to regather my wits and hand over the £4 at the charity shop so that I could call myself the posessor of this t-shirt of t-shirts. Though can such bodaciousness be truly owned, dude?

The question remains; WHAT FOOL CAST THIS OUT?

WE MEW AND WORLDS COLLIDE. A PURR AND THE STARS GO OUT. DO NOT STAND IN OUR WAY. WE ARE THE NIGHT LIONS.