Right? Who cares? Also, in the Defamer comments a lot of people talked about how she jokingly calls every birthday her “29th” birthday. But even if it’s not a joke and she does try to pass as younger, are people REALLY going to be mad at her for that? Women in Hollywood do that ALL THE TIME because it’s an ageist and…
The plot thickens!
coming forward and being like “Hey, this famous person you guys think is so GREAT...she’s lying about her age and she wasn’t EVEN FUNNY” just makes you seem like a small, salty bitch. Like, this is not Talented Mr Ripley levels of deception.
No, it’s Becky.
Omg, when my wife goes through all the positions and busts out 5th position...my fragile mind can’t handle it. How do your limbs do that? I can barely touch my toes, that stuff is like body alchemy.
That gif. is from Austenland, the plot is that a Mr. Darcy obsessed American woman goes on a Jane Austen themed getaway to live out her Regency romance fantasies.
“Girl, I don’t need an off-the-shoulder dress to show off my traps. Do you even lift?”
What fascinates me is how important having (or being) a good seamstress was to duplicating (or improving upon) the fashions on the plates. Imagine the hours selecting the right (affordable) fabric for the gown, the right lace for the trim, the right beading, the right tassels, the right rosettes, the correct hat,…
This article also left out that she maybe/probably INVENTED those metal milk container thingys. Like she has PATENTS. She was an all-around genius not just a great journalist but literally just A GENIUS.
Her work in the insane asylum was AMAZING. And I think so important, particular for her day. All women were “hysterical” and I find it hysterical, frankly, that all the doctors were like “she’s clearly insane blah blah blah” like nahh... And those poor women in there whom Nellie was pretty sure were just as sane as…
A pocket? Oranges? Wait.
And in that era, wouldn’t an orange be a luxury foodstuff? Would it be equivalent to turning your dick into a Wagyu steak now?
Turning your dick into an orange is a pretty impressive magic trick, I admit.
Hmmmm... What did mother pack in the old fruit pocket today I wonder?
I’m kinda glad they’re not still a thing. I know a few guys that would stuff to the point where they probably couldn’t walk. Well, thinking about that, maybe they should make a comeback. Those same guys might leave home a lot less.
Is that an orange in your codpiece or are you just happy to - oh. It is an orange. Sigh.