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Olivia…fucking…Wilde
I sure hope you didn’t miss the window
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A Glasgow nightclub has installed a two-way mirror which allows male revellers in private booths to spy on unsuspecting women as they visit the toilet! With no notification or signage anywhere in the venue many female club goers have been left feeling embarrassed and used. Although they do briefly show the mirrors in a promo video, the club has been quickly deleting comments and posts on their social media from club goers trying to alert others to the situation. This is pretty much illegal and hugley violates privacy. Thank you The Shimmy Club for giving us a shiny, new, creative and cool take on objectification.
article herei’m never leaving my house again, this world is just too fucked up.
WHAT!?
gross gross gross gross gross
Good morning disgusting.
Remember ladies:
- “No space, leave the place” (fingernail test)
- A two way mirror must be set INTO the wall, not placed on top of it.
- If you rap/knock against the mirror, one installed onto a wall (a normal mirror) will make a dull sound, because there’s something behind it. A two-way will have more reverberation.
- Use the flashlight on your phone to shine on the mirror, if it’s a two-way, you’ll be able to see into the other room.
- You can also shield your eyes and see in if you lean up against the glass.
- The room being viewed will have to be brightly lit (10x brighter than the room looking in), so if you’re in a typical dimly lit club bathroom, you’re ok.
boosting the fuck out of this
so this has been all over my dash lately… it’s so weird how we live in a world where women and girls have to give each other tips on how to identify two-way mirrors in case men are spying on them. But yeah, this is a thing.
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So I am over and done with my IB exams but I stil hae nightmares about everything that could go wrong. IB <3
europe is having a party and the rest of the world is not invited
(oh and alcohol is free)
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I’m off to Stockholm now so let’s hope I don’t throw up at the person sitting next to me on the train. Yeah did I mention we celebrated the end of IB last night and I MIGHT be just a bit hung over.





























