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Download all free or royalty-free photos and images. Use them in commercial designs under lifetime, perpetual & worldwide rights. Dreamstime is the world`s largest stock photography community. Vay Tiền Trả Góp 24 Tháng. Sign up for the View from Westminster email for expert analysis straight to your inboxGet our free View from Westminster emailI don’t know if you noticed but just a quick FYI summer is here. That’s right, the English summer, it got here in the last couple of weeks, somewhere after the coronation and that one weekend that everyone forgot wasn’t actually a Bank Holiday. And please understand, I love it. I mean, everyone loves the summer, fine... but I love love the summer. Not just a bit, not just in the casual, take-it-or-leave-it way of someone who lives in a country with things like regular hours of sunlight and government-subsidised fuel bills. For me, the summer is something I spend the rest of the year poised, lying in wait for. Each one of its much-promised, long-awaited 16-23 days is a sort of vitamin D-induced fever dream that I am determined to squeeze every drop of enjoyment it’s because I live in the countryside that I feel the return of summer so intensely. Like everyone who pretends not to be scared of cows and can’t call an Uber even if they wanted to, I consider myself deeply connected to the land. This year, as spring has progressed into winter and then back to spring and then, briefly, back to winter again, I have been walking the valleys of Gloucestershire, obsessively looking for all the ancient signs of summer’s arrival. And as soon as I spotted the very first Instagram reel of someone drinking an Aperol spritz on their decking, I knew it was it took was 25 months of winter, I thought to myself, hastily pulling off my winter jumper, and then my other winter jumper, and then the official HMS Navy diving suit inner I wear for the spring. It’s actually a good thing it rained for 11 of them, I laughed aloud, applying cream to the remains of my trench foot, using my winter pelt of toe hair to velcro on my sandals and marching out into the fields. It’s so beautiful, so vernal, so mean, sure, as a perimenopausal woman with hayfever, the summer technically makes it hard for me to do some things like, you know, breathe, or sleep, or produce what most people would describe as a “human” volume of sweat from my body. But actually, nothing makes me more relaxed than a two-month-long unreachable itch in my inner ears, or preparing my beach-ready body by auctioning a kidney on the dark web in order to book a shipping container with a bed in it in Cornwall for a week in yes, it’s true that every year the plants here engage in pollen-based reproduction on a scale that basically amounts to a sort of dendrological sex party, a plant-based Only Fans to which the 16 million of us with hayfever are unwilling subscribers. But there’s always the old remedies such as eating lots of local honey and you know what, I have it easy. It’s only beech and oak pollen that affect me. Some might say that this is like having tweenagers and only being allergic to two of the Jonas Brothers. But, very much like the Jonas Brothers, every May just the sight of them – inwardly several hundred years old but outwardly fresh, full of promise and absolutely everywhere – brings me joy, before my face inevitably inflates to three times its normal size and I weep because I just want it to that’s before you consider the joy of all the weddings and festivals and school fetes – so many! So many that I won’t have a single weekend to do something boring and predictably enjoyable like sitting inside my house with the curtains drawn eating a Fab lolly in my pants and not speaking to anyone. Look, if you have never experienced the natural high of consuming warm elderflower cordial and half a packet of anti-histamine to the tune of a local choir singing “Africa” by Toto, then please, do not naysay the English summer to love it, you see. As the middle of the year approaches, I set out earlier and earlier across the fields with the dog, feeling at one with nature, listening to podcasts that aren’t even about murder. I stick my legs in the river that I once tweeted about wild swimming in but in fact that one time I tried I got stuck with my wetsuit half way up and three nice women in bobble hats had to help me put my arse away. I’m basically Elizabeth Bennet, I think. The 2005 version, with Matthew Macfadyen Darcy not Wambsgans, for the avoidance of doubt. I’m definitely not like the 1995 Mrs Bennet, my brain says as I return home, one side of my face hot and wobbling. It has to say this quite loudly, over the noise of me shrieking and pouring local honey directly onto my eyeballs, but it’s important to listen to your inner tell friends abroad, those who have only ever visited the UK briefly, how excited I am about a summer staycation. I get voice notes in reply, and I know from their tone that they are squinting at their phone disbelievingly. Really? Summer in England? Look, I tell them, testily. You with your piazzas and functioning public transport infrastructure and your easy some might say lazy access to luxury goods like tomatoes and cheese sandwiches you just don’t understand. I mean, sure, the English summer can be unreliable. It can disappear for weeks on end just when you need it most, and then reappear in September and pretend it was around the whole time. But you don’t really know the UK summer, I mumble thickly, parked up at the big Tesco after another dog walk, rifling through my bag for tissues and then pausing to blow my nose on a child’s sock. People only ever say nice things about it on social media, and that’s because it’s objectively lovely and not in any way because we’re worried that if we don’t it will leave and might never come until next Thursday at least! the summer is here. And until then, you better believe I’ll be out roaming the fields, stepping carefully among the skylarks and the orchids and a bunch of other plants that I have identified on an app through half swollen shut eyelids. The sun is out! Summer is here! And I just hope everyone enjoys it as much as I do. Getting dressed is, in a sense, always a prelude to a performance. It’s your daily pregame routine, the moment when you pull on a pair of flared pants or a crochet dress, add a scarf or earrings, take off one thing, then brace yourself for leaving the house. Musicians know this better than anyone, which is perhaps why they so often lead the way into new style territory. For the past several seasons, when it came to the intersection of music and style, the street sign might as well have been emblazoned with the words “indie sleaze.” But something softer, more like “indie sweet,” has been brewing backstage, sending the 2010s club-kid cliché in a new direction—one that is texture-rich, craft-forward, and brushed with the glittering, sepia-tinted gold of Daisy Jones & the Six’s Laurel Canyon look. It’s glam rock meets art school, vintage-inflected but still contemporary, complete with lean lines and impeccable construction. It’s a hit song, and we’re all Ferreira at Celine’s show at the MazurWhile there’s plenty of variation in this new iteration of rock style, certain elements have taken center stage. From the exaggerated fringe in LaPointe’s fall 2023 collection to the slinky red fishnet dress at Ferragamo pre-fall 2023, designers have been embracing the bold textures of ’70s funk and ’80s glam, as well as the happy-go-lucky art-school ethos of Ella Emhoff and her generational cohorts. But rather than looking haphazard and sloppily boho, the new version is elevated through self-imposed limits. At R13 pre-fall 2023, this meant a neutral color palette to evoke “simplicity and edginess,” explains designer Chris look from Celine’s show at the MaddaloniAt Celine, Hedi Slimane returned to his signature streamlined silhouette, which he zhuzhed up with plush shearling jackets and glittering metallics, and turned classic concert venue the Wiltern into a runway—with Iggy Pop, Interpol, and the Strokes performing, and the Kills deejaying. Blumarine’s Nicola Brogano chose to highlight a similarly elongated form for pre-fall 2023, with plunging V-neck dresses and dangling fabric belts. “Since my first show, the Y2K aesthetic has served as a constant inspiration in this evolving journey of the Blumarine woman,” Brogano says, “and there are some elements of indie sleaze that match the self-awareness and strong attitude of her personality.”Batsheva pre-fall of BatshevaFor designer Batsheva Hay, the central trope for her pre-fall 2023 collection was the ideal of the “grunge doll.” Hay has been working at the forefront of various “-core” fashions since 2016. But this time, she cut back on the cottagecore ruffles in favor of a sharper, more downtown look. The pigtails were long, the ribbons were plentiful, and the overall vibe was one of measured, polished chaos, embodied by the doe-eyed Charlotte Kemp Muhl. “She’s not really a model; she’s a musician. I’m drawn to musicians,” says Hay, whose list of inspirations includes Courtney Love, Yoko Ono, and Melissa Auf der Maur. These are envelope-pushers who embody style, which, according to Hay, is distinct from fashion. “Rock stars carry the confidence,” she says, taking the designer creations “above and outside, elevating it.”Karen O performing in HaleThough fashion has always loved rock stars, that love wasn’t always mutual. Even during the OG indie sleaze years, it was considered a bit shallow for a performer to focus heavily on their wardrobe. “Authentic” artists weren’t interested in something as mainstream as fashion. Like Hay, stylist Ron Hartleben has fond memories of his scenester days, and he’s drawn on his firsthand knowledge of this bygone era to help style rock goddesses, including Sky Ferreira. “I’m from a suburb of You couldn’t throw a rock without [hitting] someone listening to Peaches or having a layered haircut,” he jokes. Yet Hartleben also remembers the schism that existed between “serious” punks and performers who didn’t want to “cross-pollinate” with the fashionable hipsters or camera-ready scenesters. Now labels have become less important, and gatekeepers aren’t as obsessed with checking the authenticity box. Serious musicians can embrace indie sleaze style, Hartleben says, and “no one will blink an eye.”Kate Moss in BenettA shot from party photographer Mark Hunter, the Cobra Hunter aka CobrasnakeInclusive, textured, thoughtful, and personal—these are the hallmarks of the post-twee, post-sleaze, post-punk ideal. In many ways, the craft-focused, lighter-hued, and playfully subversive looks have more to do with the riot grrrl greats than with mass-marketed festivalstyle circa 2010. Like a game of exquisite corpse, the influence has been passed back and forth between fashion and music, swapping concepts, trading ideas, and gaining momentum. Just in time for Rock Girl article appears in the June/July 2023 issue of Kelleher is a freelance writer and the author of The Ugly History of Beautiful Things Essays on Desire and Consumption. She's written for a variety of publications, from The New York Times to Jezebel, all from the comfort of her home in rural Maine. Her essays have been anthologized in both Best American Food Writing and Best American Science and Nature Writing. Home News Action Alan Wake 2 This year's Summer Game Fest showcase will be streamed on Thursday, June 8 at 12 pm PT. You can find it in all the usual places, including YouTube, Twitch, Steam. If you're not sure when noon Pacific is in your time zone, here's a handy guide or check out the tweet below.Time zones for today's SummerGameFest livestream at 12 Noon PT, 3p ET🇲🇽 🇵🇪 2p CDT/PET🇧🇷 4p BRT🇬🇧 8p BST🇩🇪 🇫🇷🇮🇹🇪🇸🇸🇪9p CEST🇿🇦 9p CAT🏴󠁡󠁥󠁤󠁵󠁿🇦🇪 11p GST🇮🇳 1230a+1 IST🇨🇳 3a+1 CST/PHT🇯🇵 4a+1 JST🇦🇺 5a AESTJune 8, 2023See moreBased on the teasers so far, a few of the things we expect to see during Geoff Keighley's big showcase areThe first Mortal Kombat 1 gameplayFortnite's new season, Fortnite WildsBaldur's Gate 3Call of Duty Warzone Season 4Alan Wake 2, with an appearance from Sam LakeNew Immortals of Aveum gameplayThe latest from WarframeSomething from Hideo Kojima, probablyThe livestream is its centerpiece, but Summer Game Fest also includes an in-person event, which we'll be attending—look for previews and interviews from that Summer Game Fest name can also refer to the whole series of events, both independent and corporate, that used to happen in and around E3, which was cancelled this year and maybe forever. There are two of those directly following the Summer Game Fest livestream Day of the Devs and the Devolver shows are scattered throughout this week and early next. Sunday is especially busy, with our own PC Gaming Show followed by the Xbox and Starfield showcases. Our full 2023 summer showcase calendar has the complete picture. Sign up to get the best content of the week, and great gaming deals, as picked by the editors. Tyler grew up in Silicon Valley during the rise of personal computers, playing games like Zork and Arkanoid on the early PCs his parents brought home. He was later captivated by Myst, SimCity, Civilization, Command & Conquer, Bushido Blade yeah, he had Bleem!, and all the shooters they call "boomer shooters" now. In 2006, Tyler wrote his first professional review of a videogame Super Dragon Ball Z for the PS2. He thought it was OK. In 2011, he joined PC Gamer, and today he's focused on the site's news coverage. 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