These are but wild and whirling words

I worry about everything and I never sleep.
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can’t wait for the generation of grandmas with winged eyeliner

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my mom just said “watch this” then ran a red light and said “i just don’t care”

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This is important. Stop big cat hunting. This literally is making me cry. 

The way the lion tries to shut out the light…

:Why would you shoot it?

I cannot think of any reason to kill a Lion. You don’t eat it. It’s a waste.

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this dog understands life

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what friendship with me is like

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just hangin at the virgin convention

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Favorite Movies: 13 Going on 30 (2004)

"I wanna be 30! Thirty and flirty and thriving."

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my mom has been a cop for over 20 years and she is the one who constantly warns me about police aggression and young male cops and told me that if you’re ever alone on a rural road and a cop throws their lights on to put on your four ways and drive to the next gas station before stopping because so many cops are scum and it’s not worth the chance of getting hurt. the fact that SHE feels the need to tell me this shit scares me to death

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this show was fucked up.

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 Here is Gene Tierney and Marilyn Monroe wearing the same dresses, with Marilyn in publicity stills in 1952 and at The Henrietta Awards in 1952 and Gene in Where The Sidewalk Ends in 1951 and On The Riviera in 1951.

This also shows how frequently clothes were reused by other stars and how it was not a big deal to do this during the 1940s and 1950s.

The dresses were designed by Gene’s then husband, Oleg Cassini, who also designed Veronica Lake’s costumes in her breakthrough film, I Wanted Wings (1941)

Although, as far I’m aware the two never met, they both lived across from each other in the late 1950s when Marilyn was married to Arthur Miller. Both suffered with depression and anxiety, both were signed to Twentieth Century Fox, both at different points in their lives miscarried and were put into Mental Institutions. 

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While Johansson’s first Marvel appearance in Iron Man 2 may have relied somewhat upon sex appeal, this was quickly nixed in favor of characterizing her as the most cerebral Avenger. Her most important scenes in The Avengers relied upon her intelligence and skills as a spy, to the extent that she even managed to outwit Loki, the God of Lies. At the end of the movie, she’s the one who closes the portal that let all the aliens into New York. Then in Winter Soldier she’s given second billing to Captain America, a meaty role that showcases a wide-ranging skillset that stretches far beyond just “kicking ass.” At no point during any of these movies does she seduce anyone, by the way.

Sadly, there’s very little sign of this character in the most easily accessible reviews of both The Avengers and Winter Soldier. Judging by the Guardian, WSJ, or New Yorker, Black Widow is more like a blow-up doll with a black belt. By their logic, if she’s wearing a tight outfit, then she must be a sexy ass-kicker, meaning that she must be the token female character, and therefore is little more than eye candy.

With that thought process in mind, it must make perfect sense to relegate Black Widow to a single sniggering comment about her catsuit, because obviously Scarlett Johansson is just there for decoration. And if you’ve read in the New York Times that Black Widow is a token female character, then chances are you’ll have internalized that opinion before you even buy a ticket. The feedback loop of misogynist preconceptions continues on, and in the end, we all lose out.