literally just a clip of ravers dancing at a music festival, but with the rave music taken out and Benny Hill music put in x
I am never dancing in public ever again
Artist Hikaru Cho Takes Part in the Amnesty International’s Global Campaign “My Body My Rights”
what do u mean i don’t have a social life I just went grocery shopping with my mom
Joan Rivers on the Ed Sullivan Show, 1967 (x)
HOW IN THE WORLD DID SHE TALK LIKE THIS BACK THEN AND END UP HOSTING A SHOW TEARING APART WHAT PEOPLE LOOK FOR A FRIGGING LIVING????
SHOCKED when I got to the bottom and saw “Joan Rivers”
You either die a hero, or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain.
kitten wiggles ears while eating
i don’t even care if i reblog this twice a day every single day for the rest of my life
Let me tell you about the sheer brilliance that is Meryl Streep and her creation of Miranda Priestly.
Ask any young woman what her favourite film of Meryl’s would be, and I’m quite certain that The Devil Wears Prada would come up in conversation, favourite or not. And it may seem like a generic answer: oh, a film about fashion, so obviously women would identify with it. No, that’s not it. This film isn’t about fashion. This film, as Meryl says, “is a story about a woman at the head of a corporate ladder who’s misunderstood, who’s motives and pressures on her are intense and who doesn’t have time to play certain nice games.”
And though screentime and first bill casting can indicate that Andrea Sachs is the main character, who are you really left thinking about at the end of the film?
Miranda Priestly — the woman who was written as a fictional equivalent to Anna Wintour from the novelist Lauren Weisberger’s experience as her assistant — in the novel was a raging, two-dimensional boss from Hell written only to antagonize and complicate the lives of her employees with impossible standards and even more impossible demands. She was expected to resemble Vogue’s editor-in-chief (Miranda’s office in the film a near replica of Anna’s), so imagine everyone’s fucking surprise the first day Meryl showed up on set wearing an untested wig white as snow, with a voice that never raised, where the most deadly delivery was a whisper.
But this scene on the right, this scene that hadn’t existed until Meryl went and thought, “wait a minute, there’s an imbalance of character here…” so she brought it to light and this was written. Sparingly, as it was said, yet one of the very few scenes to be altered in the entire film. This is how it went: Meryl showed up to the scene without any make-up. She walked in, didn’t talk to anybody, sat down and did it, got up and left, went downstairs and waited. She did this scene once.
And the thing is, this wasn’t meant for you to suddenly cheer for Miranda; it was to show you that she was human and that her success came with a costly price that hurt her the most. She thawed the Snow Queen, extinguished the flames of the fiery boss from Hell and gave her what she never had on paper: substance.
If completely reinventing a character from a subpar novel by giving her actual character and successfully distinguishing her from the woman she was based on isn’t considered pure talent, then I don’t know what is.
on a scale from Matilda to Carrie how well do you handle having telekinesis and terrible parents
Actual Title: Napoleon and general Lauriston ( Peace at all costs)
Actual Title: Anacreon
I’m sure a lot of people think that they were fated to be friends with their BFFs but like
-When my parents got married in 1990, they rented their...
also my skin has been clearing up since i stopped eating meat so hell yes.
- “If bidoofs were real pokem- real animals, they would be capybaras. It’s just a fact.”— My partner who is aparently a pokemon biologist
p.s. efore you judge you should know tha ti work night shift so 10”48 a.m. IS like night for me (like super late. like 3 am late...
I am walking on a treadmill and seriously considering garlic parm wings for dinner
nope got BK instead
I’m tired of characters in books and movies that relate to the darkest parts of me because inevitably they see the light and decide to make a change...