It used to be that prosthetic limbs and style had little to do with one another. Prosthetic limbs have typically had as much style as
orthopedic shoes, sheathed in beige fabric to cover the metal and
plastic parts within. They lacked originality, they lacked flair and they certainly didn’t reflect the wearer’s personality. Now, that couldn’t further from the truth.
Some of you may notice I have a tag specifically for Eames chairs. I love them. Ever since my uncle got his from a museum of modern art through some connections I haven’t sat my ass in anything better. And I just found out I might get his after a while. I’m stupidly excited.
i ship it
Me: Cassandra Allegra Portia Calogera Filomena *disgusted noise* Pentaghast Potter, you were named after the bravest woman I ever knew
Child: You named me after a video game character with twenty middle names, one of which is a sound effect and not an actual name
If you’ve never heard scientists awwww at an octopus before, here’s your chance.
While I appreciate the alliteration, the scientists weren’t all that serious to begin with. But apparently this octopus is called a dumbo??? S/he’s too precious.
