A bustier (alternatively bustiere) is a form-fitting garment that is traditionally worn as lingerie. Its primary purpose is to push up the bust by tightening against the upper midriff and forcing the breasts up, while gently shaping the waist. A bustier resembles a basque, but it is shorter. It reaches down only to the ribs or waist.
Modern bustiers are often made with mesh panels rather than the traditional boning. Nowadays, it might also be worn as a push-up bra under a low-backed dress, or as a camisole for outer wear. Details
– Underwired cups
– Sweetheart neckline
– Floral Embellishments
– Adjustable straps + Back closure
– Sleeveless design + Cropped length
$62.50 at MightyMighty
Medium Measurements: Bust 34”/Length 10”
There is no glory in star or blossom till looked upon by a loving eye; There is no fragrance in April breezes till breathed with joy as they wander by.
William Cullen Bryant
Redolence is the way something smells.
dievca always pauses on her way to work to enjoy the redolence of the flowering crabapple trees. The trees are in blossom earlier this year than last.
The word redolence almost always refers to the very best odors and scents.
The force that through the green fuse drives the flower
Drives my green age; that blasts the roots of trees
Is my destroyer.
And I am dumb to tell the crooked rose
My youth is bent by the same wintry fever.
The force that drives the water through the rocks
Drives my red blood; that dries the mouthing streams
Turns mine to wax.
And I am dumb to mouth unto my veins
How at the mountain spring the same mouth sucks.
The hand that whirls the water in the pool
Stirs the quicksand; that ropes the blowing wind
Hauls my shroud sail.
And I am dumb to tell the hanging man
How of my clay is made the hangman’s lime.
The lips of time leech to the fountain head;
Love drips and gathers, but the fallen blood
Shall calm her sores.
And I am dumb to tell a weather’s wind
How time has ticked a heaven round the stars.
And I am dumb to tell the lover’s tomb
How at my sheet goes the same crooked worm.
The Force That Through The Green Fuse Drives The Flower
Photos: dievca’s meandering in NYC Spring 2019
What’s unique about April’s full moon? It will reach 100% illumination today, Good Friday. Well-timed for the spring celebrations!
The Moon won’t actually be colored pink nor be tickled. In recent times each month’s full moon has taken on a common name often originating in Native American culture. April’s full moon has been called the Sprouting Grass Moon and Fish Moon to Hare Moon and Pink Moon, according to the Old Farmer’s Almanac. However, the Pink Moon refers to the emergence the first wildflowers of Spring, In particular, wild ground phlox, popularly called “moss pink” flowers.
The full moon occurs occurs at 4:12 a.m. PDT and 7:12 a.m. EDT.
dievca was back “In the Pink”…feeling a vintage/ retro vibe:
Don’t forget to shake your wallet at the Pink Moon!
A "Thank You" to Travel & Leisure website.
The daffodils have blossomed, trees are showing leaves — the temperature is predicted to be around 70 F (21 C), Master and dievca are planning on a picnic!
Time to pull out that Hunter x Target backpack!
dievca keeps singing:
A 30 degree drop in temperature (Fahrenheit, 16 degree drop in celsius) within 24 hours.
dievca is pretty good at working in celsius from a science background and living in Europe for a several years. she does check herself with the formula = (°F − 32) × 5/9 = °C
How does one dress?
In Layers….ready to peel everything off in a moment.
Screenshots: dievca NYC, photo - unknown