I did some voice work for a podcast recently, and one of the voices I had to do was for Ariel. Long story short, I had to watch the movie again for research in to the character.
I did some voice work for a podcast recently, and one of the voices I had to do was for Ariel. Long story short, I had to watch the movie again for research in to the character.
I thought his backstory episode did a great job of conveying that very thing. It made the end all the more heartbreaking.
The fluffy white landing strip really adds a certain je ne sais quoi, I must say.
Holy shit, that's gorgeous.
Don't overthink it. I'm super pale, and I went with an off-white, beigy sort of dress. It looked dynamite, if I do say so myself.
I think you'd have to have a very specific idea about what you want to be able to do that. I just knew what I didn't want when I was looking for a dress.
GLORIOUS!
Part of me wishes I did try on a bunch of ridiculous dresses that were not my style just to get a feel for what other people go through. I tried to get a friend of mine to do it when she was trying on wedding dresses last year, but she only wanted to try on dresses that she liked. Psh.
Only 1 dress for me! It was really pretty, on sale for Black Friday, and I just didn't want to deal with it anymore.
*SPOILER WARNING*
I didn't need the Madonna full-circle. If you had closed with that Sophia Loren tidbit (Titbit? Eh?), I would have been a happier woman for it.
You poor slutty ghosts! You should have brought straws to the party. :)
A couple of years ago I dressed up real fancy and meticulously applied a very large, very realistic looking red beard (I have red hair).
"I'm picking out a thermos for yoooou...."
That reminds me! This article just came out in the Dig today. A great read, if you live in the area: http://digboston.com/boston-news-op…
Hell yeah!
This was a simple story, but it was told perfectly.
Ha! If you find that, let me know.
Yes! That's right. I started reading them at work, and read them on my commute home, and then spend a good part of evening continuing to read. Hence the blanket fort. :)
Forget ghosts: this is the kind of shit that really scares me.