Just finished watching Children of the Earth. REALLLLLLLLYYYYYY starting to miss Doctor Who right about now.
I’m going to write a letter to Christopher Eccleston and in it I’m including a list of tumblr users who admire his acting skills and think that he made a truly amazing Doctor. Reblog this if you want your URL the list :) I’m doing everyone’s!
I hope he likes the letter. :3
Work I’ve done recently, been taking commissions on Gaiaonline for gold. Also taking cash commissions, trying to save up money for the oncoming semester.
Hit me up if you’re interested in a commission!
Was watching True Blood and had to pause it for a minute…and this was on the screen. My caption for this?
Let me show you the dance of my people.
Some more tablet stuff I’ve been doing, mostly Master and some commissions of animal characters.
1: Master my baby Gremlin Habibi with a carcass.
2: Master my baby Gremlin Habibi with a “blood diamond”.
3: Kitt Frostpaws (character and user for whom I did the piece for from Gaiaonline) with incorrect color. I preferred the orange, but the character was red.
4: Aaaaand Muzafrudin (Muzafr) for short and Master (whom you can’t see, but she’s holding him) I did for Twilightsaint of FA and DA. Ugh, those scales.
I just want to talk about my leather jacket. His name is Chris, and he is one of my most prized possessions. He was a Christmas gift from my father, and he was a hard sell let me tell you. Not only is he a leather jacket (which are rather expensive to begin with), but he’s imported from England, and he’s a replica. Specifically, he’s a replica of the Ninth Doctor’s jacket from Doctor Who, which is why I named him Chris. The actor that played the Ninth Doctor’s name is Christopher Eccleston, so I thought it would be an appropriate name, if a bit cheesy.
My jacket is made by the Wested Leather Company in England, and they are one of two companies that I know of that make replica Ninth Doctor jackets. The other is Bad Wolf, a website dedicated to The Doctor’s jacket. It makes a jacket that VERY screen accurate, but unfortunately the price tag is also ENORMOUS. (That’s 650 pounds, which adds up to about 1010 dollars. Just for the jacket, that’s not including the import taxes or other taxes that could be applied.) And I could not convince my father to buy it for me, despite the fact that I desperately wanted it and it would be a piece of clothing I would use for many years. I was very upset, thinking I would be unable to get a jacket, and I was convinced my Christmas was ruined because I only wanted that jacket.
However, I Googled whether there was another option, and it turns out another company made a Ninth Doctor leather jacket, and it wasn’t out of my father’s price range. The trade-off was a lack of screen accuracy, but the trade-off was worth it to me (because it was either that or not have one at all). The fans who had bought either of these jackets were saying that there wasn’t much difference, except the price tag so I went ahead and told Dad to order me the Wested jacket. I think I got a 2x, which was about 300 dollars (without taxes and such). The jacket arrived before Christmas, but there was a bunch of stupid crap I had to go through to get him…The first time UPS came, we weren’t here and they hadn’t told us that we had to sign or anything for it, he just wasn’t here. So, the second day I stayed home to sign for the package. Turns out, it wasn’t a signature they needed but 25 dollars they didn’t tell us in a note in the door the first day, or on the website, they wanted. And they wouldn’t take cash, so I had my coat in my hands but I had to hand it back. That, really really hurt. The THIRD time? I had the checkbook ready and I got my damn coat! He was so beautiful when I finally had him in my hands, like no other coat I’ve owned before.
Not only am I VERY fond of leather, (I love the smell, the feel, everything) but it was my Doctor’s jacket! He looked exactly like it, minus a few details I’ll get to later. And when I picked him up, WOW it was HEAVY. Chris weighs 5.1 pounds, that’s right, FIVE POUNDS OF LEATHER. He is heavy, and hefty, I think he’d protect me from a knife! I decided to get a 2x because I’m a plus-sized girl, and I didn’t want to have a coat that would be too small, I’d rather it be too large. And too large he is. He’s the right length, around my thigh, but he’s quite long in the arms. He covers half my hand with the sleeve, rather than hanging at my wrist. And of course, he’s a man’s jacket, so he does NOTHING flattering for my body and doesn’t hang correctly. I’m fearful, DESPERATELY fearful of damaging him. I didn’t wear him for a good 4 months after I got him, because I was so scared of damaging him. But, to make him more accurate and hell, to make him have a PURPOSE I have to wear him. He’s so stiff, it’s really hard to wear him comfortably because he just won’t sit right. And I worry about getting him stuck in car doors and things because he’s so stiff and large I feel I would slam the door, then realize he didn’t quite make it in. I just can’t sit still or comfortably when I’m wearing him because I am just terrified I’ll damage him, and I don’t think he’ll be able to be (easily, or at all) repaired. Especially that lining. Oh lord, that lining. The Doctor’s jacket had a cream-colored lining that looked quite sturdy, this lining is silky. Maybe it is silk, it’s quite luxurious, but perilous. I know that generally speaking, when the lining goes, the jacket goes and this lining is very flimsy. I’ve been told by a leather-worker that while he’s a fantastic jacket, that there are some spots on him that have a weaker leather, from the belly of the animal. It’s crinklier, softer, and weaker.
The two things that drive me CRAZY about Chris are the parts of him made of this crinklier leather, and the lining. Both are inaccurate, and possibly hazardous to the long life of my jacket. Both are weak spots, easily damaged and given that clothes are meant to be worn, he’d have plenty of chances to be damaged in one of these places.
But the rest of the leather is smooth, supple, and strong. Especially on the back of the jacket and part of the arms, which is where I like to touch him (and why I like to touch him there). The buttons are firmly attached, though they do make me nervous sometimes because I feel that I’ll catch them on something someday. I’m not used to wearing any kind of double-breasted anything, so I forget when I’m wearing him to watch both sides of my jacket when I’m squeezing past things. And while he’s heavy, he’s not too heavy to make me intensely uncomfortable when wearing him. He can tire me out, and sometimes he can make me hot, but because of his lining, he cools off very quickly and I just need to get used to his weight.
But I love Chris, I feel so safe when I’m wearing him. And he MAKES my Ninth Doctor cosplay, you can’t be the Ninth Doctor without the jacket. Just, just no. And the things I love about him outweigh the bad things. Not only is he a comfort-jacket, and an essential part of my cosplay, but I just love wearing him whenever I can (now that I’ve gotten past the fact that I need to wear him). In fact, when I went to London this past May, not only did he join me on my two cosplay excursions, but he kept me warm against the bitter winds of the British Isles, and the cold rain that London so often experiences. And at night, in our flat, when it was too warm for a blanket, but too cold for nothing Chris kept me warm. The lining kept me cool, but the heavy leather hide kept my own body heat in, so he created a perfect environment.
For these reasons and so many more, I love my jacket. I love you Chris.
The best pictures I had of reptiles being adorable when I went to a local zoo that specialized in reptiles. My favorites are the Green Mamba, and the Reticulated Python.
My dear friend Khyrdantai has a betta named Eccles, and requested I draw him a picture of him. I did a normal one, and a little extra of him in cosplay as the Ninth Doctor. Why can’t fish wear leather jackets? D:
Just some of the stuff I’ve been doing the past two days, been working with my tablet to bang out something that looks vaguely like “art”.
Green Mamba being adorable at a local zoo.