Nom nom Red Lady appetizer plenty of the bads people to eat nom nom.
Nom nom Red Lady appetizer plenty of the bads people to eat nom nom.
Wanna see what happens when Melisandre runs into some dragon firepower.
She told them all to take PTO because, Games.
Oh, burrrrrrn. (Or snowwwww?)
There HAS to be to this, right? I mean, the victims had their arms twisted are saying it wasn’t something they were even really aware of, yet he goes sobbing to his parents that he’s done bad things? Their Director of Lies has a continuity issue, here.
Thank you for publishing things that appeal to feminist lit-nerds. Really geeked out on this one... the book is on my list.
Agree. Mom is much better looking and more appealing.
LOL, we tease one of my friends (she sorta looks like these ladies, as a matter of fact) thusly: “Your hair is beige. Your skin is beige. The clothes you wear are beige. The food you eat is beige.” And so forth. I would imagine Danner ate a lot of beige food in the days before her daughter invented green smoothies.
Nailed it.
That’s some Kardashian-level contouring. And media-manipulation. And spin.
Many +1s. So true.
I frequently stay with a relative on the UES, and I have two specific memories, both of them performed by older “ladies who lunch” types: in one, the woman ran down the street to give a man some money he’d left in an ATM. In another, the woman literally grabbed a young girl, a tourist, around the waist, hip lifted her…
The trees have grown around Bran’s poor useless limbs by now.
So - keep navy! (adore your point about it being an exciting color for a sweaty person.) The decision to limit colors was a really personal thing; I did it to de-clutter. The black/navy decision had to happen because for many years my job consisted of “you’re on a plane tomorrow” and it always seemed like the piece I…
Great list, thanks!
Yes! First thing I did was NARROW & EDIT the color palette: black/gray/cream/white + blue, green, a red here and there and of course denim (navy had to go, I cried as it left the pier). Then everything started to fall into place. I always look pretty much the same because it looks and IS a uniform, but IDGAF. Dressing…
Maybe she won’t need to tear down Westeros... perhaps most of Westeros will have to come to her as the only option. OR she will need to destroy Westeros in order to save it, given the zombie threat.
Her husband makes her keep that style.
Also curious that He seems to speak to and support a Rule of Men —-> true of fundie religions the world over.
That’s how I prepare them: sliced, in a pan with buttah and TONS of garlic, then a tablespoon each of white wine and chicken stock to finish steaming when they are browned.