In the midsts of a midlife crisis, no form of employment, no car and living in a shabby apartment with her brother, fashion designer Tiffany Ju created her first pair of ombré tights in February 2012. What began as a personal experiment to add to her wardrobe became a successful venture.
With the encouragement of her friends, Ju opened up her first online boutique, BZR shop, in March 2012. By the following week, she had become an overnight success thanks to a Tumblr blog. What was an accidental hobby and leisurely passion became her full-time job. Although Ju admits that the first year was difficult, the creation of her trendy designs lead to adulthood and a successful small business.
Each design is composed of nylon, lycra, acid dye, dye, and ombre and semi-opaque tights in Seattle. Completely hand dyed, Ju is extremely meticulously about dying each piece of clothing to perfection. The stunning gradients include an ombre effect inspired by soft cotton candy colors, nebula-like shades, vibrant hues and the classic chic, black tights with a twist. You can find her entire collection in her Etsy shop.
TIL the Dung Beetle is the only known insect that uses the Milky Way as a reference to move in a straight line despite not being able to see individual stars. Scientists initially thought they were using the moon, however they still moved in a straight line on moonless nights.
I fucking hate space, I hate the universe, I hate science and I hate when shit like this happens. how in the fuck does a wholr species of fucking insects know to look up at the sky at all let alone actually follow the direction of a whole fucking galaxy. why the shit was I even born. why do I exist. this pisses me the fuck off. I wish I was dead
buying peaches is so stressful because you have to consume them so quickly…it’s like the moment the cashier types in that number the alpha peach turns to its brothers in the bags and says “alright listen up boys, it’s time to remember your training. i want to see immense bruising by sundown. i want to see you near inedible by sunrise. remember it is better to die a free man than to be eaten.” you gotta wolf down all of your peaches at the check out counter while the trader joe’s employees eagerly look at the Peach Consumption Countdown Clock and cheer you on. these peaches have sensors on them that can tell when they come into contact with human hands so they can begin their self-destruct sequence like you’re in a spy movie and the peach just relayed a message to you about the whereabouts of jimmy hoffa’s decayed remains
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