you can't do that with a tiffany lamp!

(and their brains. and my brain. AND THE WAY OUR BRAINS WORK TOGETHER.)

quick note: I was looking at this site (Meg Andrews' reproductions), at which I had arrived via this site (Dressing History, by Serena), and uh. this happened.

I said: so you know that early 19th century short jacket called a spencer?
I said: my brain loves me SO MUCH that it gave me a picture of Spencer Smith IN a spencer ...
I said: and now I have to come up with some ridic 1820s AU.
she said: oh god
she said: that is kind of awesome
I said: KNOWING ME IT WILL INVOLVE SOMETHING DUMB LIKE THE ROYAL MFING NAVY
I said: ohgod ohgod ohgod Brendon's ASS in those BREECHES. shit.
she said: *cough*
she said: oh god Mel
she said: Middie Love with panics!
she said: brendon in Hornblower AU
she said: snuggling with Archie in a hammock
I said: n'awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!
she said: :-)
I said: (I am trying to figure out by what method of shenanigans I can get Spencer Smith to crossdress)
she said: genderswap
I said: SPENCER SMITH THE NOBLEMAN'S DAUGHTER?
she said: bwahahaha
she said: robbed by Billiam and Gabe gentleman highwaymen
I said: ARE YOU SUGGESTING I WRITE A BODICERIPPER?
she said: YES
she said: YES MEL I AM
I said: OMG.
I said: I WILL GET RIGHT ON THAT, I WILL
she said: YES please

omg. ♥

I AM SO DOING THIS. NO LIE.