The Winner Takes It All
The winner takes it all
The loser standing small
Beside the victory
That's her destiny
ABBA - The Winner Takes It All
And the winner is...
[Click here to go to the giveaway]
[which is closed now, btw, but, like, maybe you want to look at what you could've won if you had participated... I don't know why you would want to do that either...]
Ladies and gentlemen,
boys and girls,
cats and dogs,
pizza couriers and chinese takeaways,
The time is nigh, the winners of the first ever, and most probably last ever, giveaway will be announced shortly! Oh how electrifying! The jury had no hard time choosing the winners (as there was only one on each platform to participate... also, I'm not really a number-person, but is there any corralation between me having 226 followers on Instagram before the giveaway and loosing twenty souls after the giveaway... you can't please everyone I guess. *one single salty teardrop slowly slides over my left cheek as I scrape my throat* Anyway...). The tention is rising! Who could it be?! Who could be the lucky winners of the first Fashioned by Pluche zine??? OH MY GIDDY GIDDY GOSH I CAN'T TAKE IT ANY LONGER!!!!
And. the. winners. are.....
*an annoying and ineffective long silence. I mean, these are just words on digital paper. You could just skim the text and read it whenever you like. I'm not stopping you. I don't have the power to stop you. Yet. But when technology evolves to that extend, and when I will have the power to stop you skimming my hard thought-through words (right), well then, then... Anyway, back to the announcement*
......the lovely Batsheva from Cynical Duchess (which is an absolutely brilliant, funny and honest blog and you should all be following her) and the wonderful Loes who simply is the definition of cool and also a very good analog photographer (go and see it for yourself @loederr)!
Although you were the only two participants, your stories really resonated with me. From fulfilling a childhood dream (by making your dog wear your brothers' underwear classic) to standing up to those whippersnappers who just don't 'get' the pleasure of playing with your entire Barbie/costume jewelry collection during school hours (anything to avoid maths, amiright). And by showing that you're not a deer directly staring into the headlights of a truck that would definitely squash you to death, is a very handy trade to achieve at such a young age for when you're older and people really start to act weird when you pop out the ol' Barbie doll during a board meeting... Well done, you two!
P.s. After I've gathered your information I will send it to you as soon as I can. Pinky promise.
P.s. P.s. I've had this nightmare about you looking at my zine like 'what is this sh*t', so I'd like to ease the pain before damage has been done: this is the first zine I've ever made and -as it goes with most firsts- it isn't THA BEST THING EVAH. However I tried my very best to make it something. So I hope this something will make your eye twinkle (or twitch. Twitching is fine too) just a tiny-winy-little bit.
Business will proceed as usual very soon... (it probably won't, but I felt this sentence needed to be added).