Christina Hendricks in her 90s teen goth daysI know there’s plenty of people who want to smooch Joan Holloway, but I just wanna grab a coffee with Christina Hendricks and listen to some Sisters of Mercy.
i literally just yelled “i know you’re doing something but this is important” to get my housemate over to the computer so we could sit in front of this together and go “oh SHIT. what a look WHAT A LOOK STRONG YES STRONG LOOK YES”
I wanna take her to see Bauhaus and smoke cloves omg
Oh JESUS CHRIST Christina Hendricks, are you kidding me with this? Could you BE more perfect? Sigh.
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
- e e cummings
This is now one of my father’s favorite movies. He’s convinced it’s one of Hugo Weaving’s best movies. You’ll never see…
Funny story: I had no idea who “Hugo Weaving” was. I wasn’t paying…
The “La Traviata” sequence from “Priscilla Queen of the Desert”.
One of my co-workers hadn’t even heard of this film. Oh my!
If you haven’t seen it, it stars Elrond/Agent Smith, General Zod, and…well, Guy Pierce (so cute!) as 2 drag queens and a post-op transsexual driving across the Australian outback to do shows at resorts.
It’s sad, and bittersweet, and funny, and cruel. An absolute classic. It’s old enough that I remember there was concern over people walking into theaters to watch it - in case they were identified as “queer” and would invite physical violence.
The world has changed now. A lot. Not all the way - but in my adult lifetime it’s so much different than when I was a child.
This is now one of my father’s favorite movies. He’s convinced it’s one of Hugo Weaving’s best movies. You’ll never see Elrond the same way ever again.
Five almost identically dressed, pale young women walked past him. They wore long dresses made of velvet, each dress as dark as night, one each of dark green, dark chocolate, royal blue, dark blood, and pure black. Each woman had black hair and wore silver jewelry; each was perfectly coifed, perfectly made up. They moved silently: Richard was only aware of a swish of heavy velvet as they went past, a swish that sounded almost like a sigh.
The Velvets..indeed. The Velvets.