Best author bio ever.
Kristen Bell…1920s Hollywood Glamour. Don’t you love it? Shot on Impossible Project film.
You go, V. Mars.
An old man, after testifying that he “personally” had seen a swimming rattlesnake, in the Delta-Mendota Canal, urged “moderation” on the Helen Gurley Brown question. “We shouldn’t get on the beeper to call things pornographic before we’ve read them,” he complained, pronouncing it porn-ee-o-graphic. “I say, get the book. Give it a chance.”
The original provocateur called back to agree that she would get the book. “And then I’ll burn it,” she added.
“Book burner, eh?” laughed the disc jockey good-naturedly.
“I wish they still burned witches,” she hissed.
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They’re fucking gross, man. Look, I love beautiful girls too. I think everyone should be free to have their knee socks and their sweaty shorts, but I’m over it. I’m over this weird, exhausted girl. I’m over the girl that’s tired and freezing and hungry. I like bossy girls, I always have. I like people filled with life. I’m over this weird media thing with all this, like, hollow-eyed, empty, party crap. — Amy Poehler on American Apparel ads (via youngfolksociety)(via insta-grammar)(via bigundies)
(Source: elisabethlovesthis, via giuliarozzi)
I’m not telling you to make the world better, because I don’t think that progress is necessarily part of the package. I’m just telling you to live in it. Not just to endure it, not just to suffer it, not just to pass through it, but to live in it. To look at it. To try to get the picture. To live recklessly. To take chances. To make your own work and take pride in it. To seize the moment. And if you ask me why you should bother to do that, I could tell you that the grave’s a fine and private place, but none I think do there embrace. Nor do they sing there, or write, or argue, or see the tidal bore on the Amazon, or touch their children. And that’s what there is to do and get it while you can and good luck at it. — Joan Didion, in a 1975 commencement address at the University of California, Riverside. (via fuckyeahjoandidion)
Oh, the beauty of simplicity. A soft and sweet voice the vintage-vibe which made people fall for Lana Del Rey, romantic piano-ballads and cinematic lyrics: meet EDDI. I can’t find any information on this girl, not even sure EDDI FRONT and EDDI LINES are the same person (very likely,…