Come on, Bryan Greenberg - I love you and your generic-handsome-white-man-face, but don’t try me with that ‘oops, accidental selfie!’ nonsense. Just post the half-dressed selfie -no one’s going to hate you for it. Well, I won’t.
Come on, Bryan Greenberg - I love you and your generic-handsome-white-man-face, but don’t try me with that ‘oops, accidental selfie!’ nonsense. Just post the half-dressed selfie -no one’s going to hate you for it. Well, I won’t.
Aaaaaand I'm ruined.
Jesus Christ that is too much. I both love and deeply envy her.
Oh my God, this show! I just have to hear that ‘Californiiiaaaaaaaa’ and once again I’m a hormonal teenager who’s obsessed with Ryan Atwood and his amazing hair / array of white vests. Current me would definitely choose Seth though, if only for Chrismukkah. And a super hot father-in-law.
Yaaaaaaas Southland is the freaking greatest. Cudlitz is king of my heart.
WON’T SOMEONE PLEASE THINK OF THE CHILDREN
I thought this sequence was fucking hilarious. It was a bit weird though, because no one else in the cinema was even chuckling. It’s like I’m the only person who’s seen ‘Anchors Aweigh’ numerous times.
I love this man - everything he says is unintentionally hilarious. Every article with a quote from him is a guaranteed two minutes of chuckles. If I worked for the studio I’d be happy to let him keep generating column inches with his silliness. All publicity is good publicity for the film, right? Actually I wouldn’t…
I like to Schrodinger’s cat my problems. If I don’t observe them, they’re simultaneously fine and not - so there’s at least a 50% chance everything is OK.
Wait, who’s Shaun White? Eh I’ve already decided don’t care.
There is a bevy of excellent hair going on in this photo.
Jesus Christ that musketeer photo is the summation of every fantasy I’ve ever had.
I just inhaled with the sound of a thousand dying rhinos. The sexy coming off this photo is too much. My iPad melted in my hands.
From now on, my polite brush-off to men will be “Sorry darling, I’m strictly a look-upon.”
This is a true thing. Especially Airstream-era Riggins. HELLO.
I just realised why, despite Riggs and Supes being equally my type, I like Taylor Kitsch a lot more. Nothing sexier than a man who knows when to shut his pie hole.
It’s pronounced ‘Jop’.
Good on Daisy for calling out that awful bullshit phrase ‘real women’. “Are you imaginary? If not, you may be a *real woman*!” It’s as unfair to brand slim women ‘not real’ as it is to body-shame anyone else. There are dozens of us!
THOSE. JACKETS. For a good year of my life I drew my fashion inspiration entirely from pictures of various fashion editors wearing white t-shirts, ripped jeans, fabulous heels and those goddamn beautiful Balmain jackets.
Aubrey Plaza: killing it. Rami Malek: much too young and tiny for me but I still would.