#my outfit that someone had said looked like 'recent lady gaga outfit if they were good' which def did smth to my hybris

[mikkouille]

it's dropping thought hours but even tho the website sucks I want my bimbo dot Land account back

#my outfits were just so good n i had so much money.....pls let me in #when i was so close to finally evolving from the pimp career..... #anD I HAD AN ARTEFACT ON WHEN BANNED this is literally illegal. #i just want her fits and profile back :'( my shinee lucifer gif collection...... #my outfit that someone had said looked like 'recent lady gaga outfit if they were good' which def did smth to my hybris #i miss her i miss give her back

[spicexcoated]

Karaoke| Oikawa x Fem!Reader

Another reupload from my wattpad account! (name) finally convinces oikawa to take a break from his schedule and go on a date with her

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It was finally, finally, Saturday. After weeks of Oikawa being busy with volleyball (and having plans with "Iwa-chan"), you finally convinced your boyfriend to clear his schedule and go on a date with you. Just the two of you and the cute karaoke place across town.

You put on a cute outfit and did your hair and makeup to the best of your ability, you couldn't let your gorgeous boyfriend look better than you obviously. You grabbed your phone and shot Oikawa a text, telling him to meet you at the bus station. He shot you a text saying a quick 'see ya there', and you were out the door with your purse in hand.

--

The walk to the bus was uneventful and you walked faster than normal, not wanting to be late. By the time you got there it was around noon and the sun was starting to make you sweat. You sat on the bench under the overhang for shade, and took out your phone to wait for your boyfriend.

"(Name)-chan!"

At the sound of your name being called and hearing the familiar voice, you turned your head in the direction of the voice, seeing Oikawa waving his hand in your direction. You noticed however, that his other hand was clasped by someone elses, his younger nephew.

Your face twitched a little at the appearance of the two of them instead of one, but you kept your cool knowing there was a reason. Completely ignoring your enthusiatic boyfriend, you turned to his nephew, giving him a smile and saying, " What's up little man, what are you doing here with Uncle Tooru?" Oikawa blanched at being ignored and sulked as you ignored him for his nephew. "Mom dropped me off at Auntie's house right as she was leaving, so she made Uncle Tooru take me with him."

You looked at Oikawa for confirmation and got a nod and an apologetic look in return. "I'm so sorry (Name)-chan I know you really wanted to go on this date." He looked genuinely upset at the possibility of you being mad and it flushed away all the annoyance you previously felt.

"It's completely fine, I haven't hung out with Takeru in a while anyways!" You smiled and patted Takeru's shoulder. "We were going to go to the karaoke place across town, does that sound fun?"

Takeru excited nodded his head and you smiled again looking towards Oikawa, he just chuckled and sat next to you on the bench.

You talked heatedly with Takeru about the most recent version of Power Rangers, you thought it was horrible having seen older versions, and he thought it was the coolest version out yet.

Oikawa zoned out, watching as you argued with his nephew. 'When did she become the childish one, I thought that was me?' He chuckled at his own joke and rested his head on his hand and watched, inputting his opinion one which Power Rangers was better when needed.

Eventually the bus got to the stop and you both paid for your tickets, Oikawa paying for Takeru as well. You took seat one of the two seaters next to Takeru, while Oikawa stood and held on to one of the dangling handles. The ride was full of Takeru talking about his volleyball practice with 'Uncle Tooru' and you and Oikawa mocking each other.

Finally, about 30 minutes later you arrived at your stop and you all got off, thanking the driver on the way out. You walked down the street hand-in-hand with Oikawa as Takeru ran ahead, yelling whenever he thought of something that came right mind.

Only half-listening to Takeru, you turned your attention to Oikawa. He nodded his head enthusiastically at his nephew and turned his head towards you. His face relaxed to a more apologetic one and he raised your clasped hand to his face, pressing his lips against your knuckle for a couple seconds before pulling it away.

"I know you already said it was okay, but I'm really sorry for having to bring Takeru on our date."

You chuckled and swung your hands back and forth in-between you. "It's really not a problem ya know? I did want to hang out with you, and I am, Takeru is just a bonus."

You grinned as you listen to him laugh, your stomach fluttering at the sound. You cursed at yourself for acting like a love struck teen, but in reality that's exactly what you were.

Finally, your trio got to the karaoke place and paid for a room. The room was small, about two or three times the size of your closet, and had sound proof walls, insuring that your horrible singing wouldn't be heard by others.

Takeru excitedly grabbed the tablet and in-putted the song he wanted to sing. You and Oikawa watched as he screamed the lyrics to the Pokemon theme song and jumped around the room, bouncing on and off of the couch cushions. Eventually the both of you joined in, Tooru straight up singing and you humming along and tapping your foot. Takeru ended his warm-up by dropping the mic (safely on a cushion because of Oikawa's nagging).

Oikawa quickly snagged the tablet before you could grab it and hastily tapped the song in, he looked at you to gauge you reaction and you just stared at him confused. Suddenly a familiar beat started playing, and you immediately scrambled to turn it off.

'There's some hoes in this house'

'There's some hoes in the house'

"Tooru I swear- give it-" You jumped on your toes trying to grab it from him, but he reached his long ass arms up pulling it out of your reach. He pulled his hand with the microphone in it to his mouth and continued singing.

"I said, certified freak. Seven days a week." You screeched and flung your hands to cover Takeru's ears. "Tooru please, the child is still pure."

"Wet ass pussy, make that pull-out game wEAK" His voice turned into a yelp as you jumped on his back, successfully grabbing the tablet and choosing a random song to turn off the previous one.

The rest of the karaoke session was full of lady gaga, Adele, and Beyoncé, Oikawa made you join in on all of them, and sprinkles of tv show intro songs, courtesy of Takeru. By the time it was over Takeru was passed out, and you and Oikawa had eaten 3 soft- serve ice creams each and 5 melon sodas. Oikawa picked up Takeru and put him on his back getting ready to leave as you cleaned up a bit.

--

The walk to the bus stop and the bus ride home was just you and Oikawa playfully messing with each other, albeit quietly not to wake up the sleeping energy-ball. You parted at the bus stop since your houses were in opposite directions. You grabbed his shoulder and he allowed himself to be tugged down to your height, letting you lightly kiss his cheek.

You walked back in the direction of your house and you glanced back hearing, "Bye (Name)-chan, get home safe!" You laughed and waved back at him, walking back home.

#oikawa #oikawa x reader #hq oikawa #hq imagines

[ladylofspades]

TMNT: How Turtles Saved Me in Real Life

Before going further, I would like to advise that this is going to be one lengthy (safe-for-work) written piece. What I can assure that this is nothing angsty about it. Rather, it is of thanking both the series for helping me getting through the pain I had through the years. To those who read this, thanks so much for being very understanding. 

I had been in the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles franchise long enough to appreciate my favorite banded turtle brothers in their respective incarnations.

I grew up with its 2012 incarnation with a fair share of episodes of 2003, became -- and still -- a HUGE fan of Rise, and am now appreciating their Bayverse incarnations. Since this post is dedicated to the 2012 and 2018 incarnations, the focus will be on them. 

Let us begin with the 2012 series.

TMNT 2012 

As mentioned above, I grew up with the franchise’s 2012 incarnation. And I can clearly remember that right off the bat, brave leader Leonardo became my favorite turtle, with sweet Donatello falling in close second. Regardless on who I liked better though, both turtles were my favorites and both helped me overcome 2012.  

How the 2012 series helped me was something close to heart. The year of 2012 was when my grandfather passed away; his death took a great toll on everyone in the family -- including me. He was my second father and best friend. Losing someone as dearest as him hit me right in the gut. That time, I was never into the Turtles franchise -- even more so with other fandoms that time due to the loss -- until the franchise’s 2012 successors aired in Nickelodeon. Upon seeing the series, not only was it a road to eventual recovery but also the beginning of my Turtles journey. The characters were lovable, beyond relatable (for the kids that time) and truly unforgettable.   

To me, TMNT 2012 helped me cope with the loss by its share of funny moments as well as its gritty ones. All the turtles -- through their charms and flaws -- helped me come out of my shell little by little. In more ways than one, my gratitude I have for the show goes beyond words. Special mention to my favorite voice actors -- Rob Paulsen, Seth Green, Sean Austin and Greg Cipes -- who brought these wonderful turtles to life, and are my inspiration to keep looking at the bright side.

TMNT 2018 (Rise)

My first encounter with Rise was admittedly unexpected. That said unexpected encounter was an edited clip of them wearing different outfits on YouTube, with Lady Gaga’s song Fashion. And I knew then and there: I was hooked.

I was hesitant at first because -- like most fans -- I was scared that they may ruin the turtles for me. I cringed at the first episodes; but as the episodes progressed, the series stole my heart BIG TIME. Unlike their 2012 predecessor, Rise had me fall in love with their Donatello, followed by Leonardo. In the end, it was Leo who took a slightly higher pedestal. As to why and how Leo stole my heart can be seen here in my post entitled Loving Blue. From time to time, I admittedly miss the 2012 series; but what had me stuck with Rise was how it pays homage to its predecessors, with one of my favorite instances being the episode where it featured the Mud Dogz -- the members voiced by Seth Green, Rob Paulsen and Greg Cipes! But what took the cake with Rise overall was, I believe, its core message: anata wa hitori ja nai --  “You are not alone”. That message -- much more than words can say -- had me in tears. And I may be overthinking it, but it also felt like even the 2012 cast helped me in the transition to Rise as well --  like both series assured me that just because I loved something new doesn’t mean I love the other one less.

To me, Rise helped me get through the pandemic. The series helped me so much in the pain and stress I experienced in real life through their incredibly strong chemistry with one another (something that made it stand out among the reincarnations of the franchise), and the wholesome lightheartedness in every episode it brings. Most importantly, Rise helped me not only appreciate the time I have with my family, but also helped me realize that I will never be alone. Special mention to Ben Schwartz (Leo), Josh Brener (Donnie), Kat Graham (April), Brandon Mychal Smith (Mikey), Omar Benson Miller (Raph), Eric Bauza (Splinter), Zelda Williams (Casey Jones) and Gwendoline Yeo (Karai) for the laughter and hope that helped me get through these trying times. And second special mention to Rob Paulsen, Seth Green and Greg Cipes, whose appearances were through the Mud Dogz (and Rob as the Foot Lieutenant AND Rise’s Voice Director), assured me a smooth transition to the series.

Conclusion

2012 was, by far, one of the most challenging years of my life. Even more so recently (as with everyone globally) due to the pandemic. And the last thing I would want to see is another one of the daily attacks on one of my favorite franchises caused by its fandom. (if not daily, then frequent)

As a currently huge fan of Rise -- and a loyal fan of their 2012 predecessors -- it is truly heartbreaking to see fans bashing the former to the point of comparing it to the Teen Titans Go! series. Sadly that is -- and at the very least -- the fandom from another social media platform that I steered clear away from. I encountered healthy fans who eventually became my friends, as well as toxic ones who do nothing but compare and shout that one series is “better” than the other. 

Even amidst the ongoing fights over in the other social media platform, I am forever grateful to have transferred to Tumblr NOT to spread more hatred and disparity that the franchise had so much undeservingly suffered from, but to spread more love and respect that the franchise so longingly needs. 

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, no matter the incarnation, did so much before (and after) my turning twenty, and they hold a very special place in my heart.

P.S. Sadly this is the only GIF with all the TMNT 2012 brothers together. :( and who knew that Mikey shrinks back to his shell back then too, like his counterpart in Rise!

#amae speaks #thoughts #thank you #tmnt

[szopenhauer]

What are you wearing right now? bluzę Lucy, tunikę z napisem Can’t touch this na tyłku, dresy...

Who was the last person you hugged? dad

Do you write down your dreams when you wake up? often

When was the last time you cried? Why? not sure

Do you still have most of your childhood toys? a lot of them

Do you get leg cramps often? recently I started to get them as I never did before :o

What is your religion? Christianity

Do you make wishes on your eyelashes? I blow at them to check who’s thinking about me

Have you ever met someone online then met them in person? If so, which website did you meet on?: yes, Dorota, tumblr

What was the last thing you threw in the trash?: strzykawkę

How many orange clothing items do you own?: just a few

Are you procrastinating at the moment?: kinda

Is there someone you really wish would talk to you?: maybe

Is Halloween simply the greatest holiday ever?: nah (Lisa is offended)

When were you last frustrated?: now

When was the last time you wanted to tell someone something, but couldn’t?: today

How many true friends do you know you’ll always have?: I worry that I will end up without my gf and dad :(

What color car would you definitely not want to own?: pink 

Do you look more for “cuteness” or “hotness” in the opposite sex?: cuteness 

How old is the nearest framed photograph to you?: it’s my dad’s black and white portrait so older than me probably

Are you picky when it comes to music?: dunno

What is something new you realized today? sigh...

Do you pick out your outfits at night or in the morning?: morning

What is the longest period of time you’ve chewed a single piece of gum?: not long

Have you ever seen the movie “Chicken Little”?: nope

What is the closest green object to you?: scissors

When was the last time you got your hair cut?: this month

Do you ever wear long socks?: not anymore

Polka dots or stripes?: stripes

Do you like the smell of hand sanitizer?: noooo

If your friend just died, what would be the first thing you would do?: omg...

Do you like the colors of your room?: they’re fine

Would you rather it be snowing or bright and sunny?: bright and sunny

When was the last time you went to the dentist?: almost week ago

Do you believe in reincarnation?: hmm...

What do you think of when I say PURPLE?: asexuality and Prince :D

What was the last thing you watched on YouTube? I’m watching Mean girls reunion now How long do you think you could go without listening to music? dunno How long could you go without chocolate? years

How about without your Cell phone? depends Which do you prefer: computer or television? computer, I don’t watch TV Who do you get along with best in your family? my father obviously How often do you go to the movie theater? I don’t How late did you stay up last night? 1 am at least When did you wake up? late Are you ready for children? hell no Do you prefer to text your friends or call them on the phone? text Do you have a nice yard? meh When you’re bored in class, do you write on the back of your hand? used to at times Do you think that you see the world differently from others? kinda Do you watch the late night news? no news, I avoid them all as much as possible Do you have any odd obsessive habits? not obsessive? Do you prefer sour or sweet? sweet Are you currently in your house? I am indeed Do people ever compliment your eyes? M. complimented my eyes Do they compliment your hair? wonder why  Do you laugh at extremely corny jokes? oh well... Do you prefer ketchup or mustard? preffered ketchup Garlic fries or curly fries? garlic fries? eww! Are you one of the top 5 smartest in your class? been in elementary and partially middle school too Do you own any crazy socks? wouldn’t say so

Tell me about the first five photos you have on your phone or camera.: Nat took pics of cats 

Have you got any half or step siblings?: I have not

When was the last time you were disappointed?: constantly?...

What cars do your siblings drive, if they do drive?: she doesn’t

What about your parents?: neither

Do you like kid’s movies?: plenty

When was the last time you had to take someone home? Who was it, and where did you take them home from?: odprowadzaliśmy Gosie jakiś czas temu ze wspólnie spędzonego dnia w parku

Who did you last speak aloud to and what did you say?: parent, forgot

How many siblings do your parents have?: mom has a brother, dad has a sister and two brothers

What colour is your wallet?: I own several coin purses instead

Are you wearing any jewellery right now?: am not

What can you smell right now?: luckily nothing

Who last held your hand?: family member

Have you seen all the Lord of the Rings movies?: not Hobbit 

What is something you can’t seem to stop doing (or start)? uh oh 

When was the last time you comforted someone who was upset? hours ago When was the last time you yelled at someone? same What types of things typically cause you to cry? everything?... What is one thing that would make your life a lot better? better health - too late for that  How would you describe your overall aesthetic? complicated What is one of your most positive characteristics? What about one of your most negative? matter of perspective

Do you blow dry your hair or do you let it air out? first option Are you always late or always on time? early

Do you face your problems head on or do you run away from them? run What do you think of dreadlocks? cool Who do you know without a doubt cares about you? I doubt everyone, sorry Have you ever caught yourself talking in your sleep? mom caught me once or twice when I was a child Do you catch lizards? I photograph them

What is your favorite lyric in the song you are listening to? I like it whole - Tame Impala - Feels like we only go backwards Has anything seriously made you mad today? whoops

What brand of chapstick do you use? none, gross Is it cold in your house? not now Where you live, has it snowed yet? thx God it didn’t :o Are you the type of person who says you like something just to be cool? been there, done that, regret it What is the title of the last story you wrote? personal Paper clips or staples? staples Is swearing really necessary? helps :x Have you ever stuck your tongue to a frozen pole? I’m not stupid  Do you take screen shots often? shitload Is there an album that you can listen to without skipping over any songs? when in the mood Do you use Mozilla Firefox? only to listen to the mass on Sunday  Cinnamon: Yes or no? rarely What would your initials be if you married the person you are crushing on? who said I’m gonna change my surname? What year was your dad born in? not your business Do you have any beauty marks? moles? mhm Lyrics to end this survey, aye? :] Baby, I'm dying for another taste

hows your life at the moment? “rollerclaster” or worse do watch funny tvshows like family guy and south park? prefer Simpsons

have you let someone down recently? nothing new quick lyrics from the last song you heard.. Hi my little kitten who have you talked to on the phone today? - make a wish. right now. anything. miracles won’t happen to me... if you had to live at one of your bestfriend’s houses, where would u live? I already live with one lmfao how are you on this fine day? not the worst yet? are there any stressful situations in your life? ha ha ha... can you love and hate someone? I felt that  do your parents annoy you? my mother is a pro at this what’s your favorite Lady Gaga song? 911 lately any last words? better stay quiet...

[bthenoise]

Prom Stories: Here’s 14 Tales Of The Dance Floor From Some Of Your Favorite Bands

With this year’s prom most likely cancelled for all high schoolers across the nation (super sad, we know), we didn’t want to leave you in dark for what can be a pretty memorable night -- both good and bad.

So, in an attempt to help you both experience prom and also realize that missing it might not be the end of the world after all, we’ve collected some pretty interesting stories from some of your favorite bands.  

To check out how members of This Wild Life, Grayscale, Beach Bunny, Broadside and more spent their "My Chemical Slow Dance,” be sure to see below. Afterward, make sure to enjoy our prom-inspired playlist here. 

Kevin Jordan - This Wild Life

I was too nervous to ask a girl to prom so instead I made a huge banner and hung it on the side of the tallest building at our school that said, “Ashley Debry, Prom? - Kevin Jordan.” She was the cheerleader captain and proceeded to break her shoulder and arm tumbling or some shit but she was a good sport and attended in a lace-adorned sling. It went better than my buddy Kris though, his Ford Falcon’s hood flew up on the freeway on the way there and he couldn’t see the road. Had to pull over and [his date] asked to go home.

Lili Trifilio - Beach Bunny

I went to prom like five times because I was obsessed with school dances but nothing beats the time my date ditched me, made me buy him Chipotle, then tried to hang out again later. This guy was different from the rest of my prom dates because I was secretly in love with him. He accepted my invite but then “forgot” to pick me up so my dad had to bring me to the photo portion, which was super embarrassing and a bad start to the night. Then, when the slow song came on at the dance, I was like “Yes, this is my shot!” When he approached me, I assumed he was going to ask me to dance. Instead he told me he was gonna leave with this other girl and left me in complete shock. Luckily, one of my guy friends saw me crying and asked me to dance so that I wouldn’t be a complete mess. Then, this boy has the audacity to text me in the morning asking me to see his new motorcycle?! Keep in mind, we were all in the same friend group and hung out every weekend but after that night I never talked to him again -- at the time, I didn’t know this, but he sure as hell didn’t deserve me and I definitely dodged a bullet.

Nick Ventimiglia - Grayscale 

To be honest, none of us in Grayscale ever went to prom. BUT I did go to a few homecomings. I actually won homecoming prince in 10th grade and then homecoming king my senior year. Here’s the catch: I went to private school and there was only like 36 kids in my graduating class, so what can you do? One time that actually sticks out was when I went to my girlfriend’s (at the time) snow-coming, which is essentially a winter version of homecoming. She actually won queen for her class and they didn’t end up nominating anyone for king of her grade, so by default, I won king of her class. I didn’t even go to her school. I was just on stage, with a sash, standing there smiling and it rocked. Come to find out, they cut me out of the yearbook because I didn’t go to the school, so I have no hard evidence. Here are some songs from 2007 that we most likely danced our asses off to while we were buzzing off trash Burnetts Vodka: T.I. - “You Know What It Is” Soulja Boy - “Crank That” Bird Man, Lil Wayne - “Pop Bottles” Fabolous, T-Pain - “Baby Don’t Go” 50 Cent, Justin Timberlake, Timbaland - “Ayo Technology” Unk, OutKast, Jim Jones - “Walk It Out” Shop Boyz - “Party Like A Rock Star” DJ Khaled, Akon, T.I. - “We Takin’ Over” Kanye West - “Good Life” Playa Circle, Lil Wayne - “Duffle Bag Boy”

Broadside

Ollie Baxxter

My prom coincided with my first real breakup. One week before we were meant to go together my date/girlfriend bailed. I was working two jobs at the time and already rented my tux so I just decided to go with my group of friends as the “solo heartbroken guy at prom.” When I got to the dance, the music was terrible and either my loneliness consumed me or I was just a horny teenager but all my classmates looked beautiful. Eventually my ex showed up with a mutual friend and my friend group tried their best to keep me distracted but eventually we met face to face in a hallway on the way to the bathroom. She went to say something and I think I just tried my best to hold back the shame and tears. I left the prom and spent the rest of the night skating with my friends in a parking lot somewhere. Being young is hard. 

Jeff Nichols

I only went to prom one year when I was in high school. I was a sophomore and my girlfriend at the time was a junior. I wore a tux with an all-white jacket and my date wore an all-white dress to match. I don’t remember too much since it’s been awhile but I remember it was like an “Under the Sea” type theme, which a lot of us thought was lame but we all still felt like we had to go. We danced some but all ended up leaving early to go bowling then hit Waffle House after. I only went to prom once and I don’t really regret missing the other years. During this time of quarantine, it is sad that a lot of kids don’t get the experience their prom due to closures but if you spend a bunch of money renting an outfit then take a bunch of awkward photos and dance to “Cupid Shuffle” or whatever the equivalent would be now, you pretty much got the main experience of prom. 

Dom Reid

My prom night was lackluster, to say the least. I think the new Alice In Wonderland movie had recently come out so that was our “theme” for decorations and what that turned out to be was like a large poster a student had made outside in the hall and then absolutely no decorations inside. I was one of those kids who dated a girl from a different school so it was nice to finally prove she was real. The dance floor was ruled by Lady Gaga and The Black Eyed Peas but someone did manage to get 30 seconds of “Downfall Of Us All” by A Day To Remember played. My date and I left early, grabbed some sushi on the way home. My life truthfully would be the same if I never went to prom. I do feel bad for the kids who don’t at least have the option to go to theirs this year, but I’m sure after a night of recreating TikTok dances in their bedroom, they will be just as fulfilled. 

Pat Diaz

I went to prom my junior and senior years, both with the same girl. From what I can remember (because my memory is horrendous, not because I was on the juice), it wasn’t all that fun. Senior year, I was basically stuck in a relationship (for reasons I won’t discuss) and really didn’t want to be there. The highlight of my night was getting breakfast at Perkins at 3:30am. Society puts so much unnecessary significance on prom for no reason other than “if you wanna be cool and fit in.” Sure, you’ll be bummed it’s not happening but I’m pretty sure you’ll be fine knowing that you’re not missing much. If you really want the “prom experience”, drink an energy drink, put on some music and start dancing in your room until 2am then go get McDonalds or something. Same same.

The Wrecks

Nick Anderson 

I showed up to prom pictures late because I was playing a show with my high school cover band. I wore my white prom tux on stage during the performance because I literally didn't have time to get changed before racing over to where the pictures were being taken. My date was very unhappy but the disappointment did not end there. Because of the rush, I didn't have time to eat dinner. So on the way to prom, I made my prom date pull her 2005 Volkswagen Beetle through the Burger King drive-thru so I could enjoy a Double STACKER KING with extra bacon. She stood outside of prom for 15 minutes while I ate fast food off the hood of her car. We didn't hang out much after prom. 

Aaron Kelley 

Nothing classier than a tuxedo t-shirt, black skinny jeans and a DeLorean. I’m sorry for everyone who missed their prom this year but I promise you there’ll be many more opportunities for you to have a tuxedo t-shirt night. <3 

Jade Castello - Picturesque

It’s been a year or two since I was in high school but I went to a couple different proms throughout my high school years with my previous girlfriend(s). If my memory serves me correctly, the radio hits at the time were artists such as Jason Derulo and Panic! at the Disco. I might not have won prom king but I did close out the night of my senior prom with a dance-off competition by busting out a backflip to “Let’s Go” by Trick Daddy. Everyone jumping up and down chanting my name was something straight out of a movie ha. Prom was a great experience but missing out on that night isn’t the end of the world. Once we’ve all moved on from high school, you’ll realize that one night doesn’t define your “high school experience.” You have much more to offer this world than how sick you were back in high school.

Nick Zawisa - Breakup Shoes

Senior prom… what a trip. The year was 2014: I was wearing a three-piece suit in like 95 degree weather (cuz, you know, Arizona) driving my Hyundai into downtown Phoenix with one of my best friends (still to this day!)… and I’ve gotta say, that’s about all I remember. I had always thought prom would be this extraordinary experience like how it’s romanticized in the movies but it turned out to just be an awkward ballroom packed with sweaty people I don't even like trying to dance in heels or suits to the all-time worst playlist of 2010s pop music. All that to say, my feelings on the night could be summed up into “Prom: an experience to forget.”

Dead Lakes

Cody Hurd

For me, prom was pretty overrated. I was voted prom king, but to be fair, our class only had like 70 people in it voting. I had to awkwardly go on stage and accept my royalty with people I didn't really know because my date was unfortunately not voted prom queen. The rest of the prom I basically spent sitting at a table waiting to just hang out with my friends afterwards. So [if you’re missing prom this year], just spend a night dressing up and FaceTime with your friends. Have some “non-alcoholic” drinks (responsibly of course) and blast some music and dance your hearts out. You won't miss a thing.

Chon Adam

Man, I haven’t thought about prom since basically when it happened. We had our prom at the Space Needle in Seattle with Drake playin’ in the background. Half the people were way too into prom and the other half didn’t care at all. I was definitely in the latter category, so I didn’t have a great time. But most people don’t go to prom to have fun at prom. They go to kick it at parties afterward. Definitely not something that even remotely defined that year for me. So if you’re missing it this year, I promise you you’ll be alright!

House & Home

Joey went to prom and ended up talking to the teachers more than the students. The best part was for sure watching the wrestling coach absolutely lose it to a Vanilla Ice song. Pat went his junior year and decided to sit out his senior year. The best prom related memory from his high school career was when he played the afterparty with his high school band at Dave and Buster’s. Prom was never really anything any of us really looked forward to or made a big deal of much in high school. It’s always fun to look back at the memories, though.

#Prom Stories #This Wild Life #Beach Bunny #Grayscale #Broadside #House & Home #Breakup Shoes #Dead Lakes #Picturesque #The Wrecks #interview

[purplesurveys]

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Trigger warning for the entire survey lols

hows your life at the moment? Tough. Not great. My friend passed away. I see him in everything; every song is about him; all my thoughts are him. There isn’t a day I haven’t cried since finding out. I miss him, and nothing can heal this grief for the meantime. what are you doing? This, remembering Nacho, staying up, on the phone with my girlfriend. who was the last person to call you? Gabie is on the line with me at the moment. is there anyone that you love and hate? No. do watch funny tvshows like family guy and south park? South Park was never funny to me, but there are references in Family Guy that have made me crack up in the past. It’s very select, though. The two aren’t really my type of comedy.

what color are your toenails at the moment? I never paint my toenails. < have you ever had a close friend move away? Yeah, Aubrey suddenly moved to the US in senior year of high school. We had gotten really close when we were juniors so it was a real sucky shock when she dropped the news to me and told me she only had a few weeks left in the PH before leaving forever. what was the last thing you said aloud? I was telling Gab how unfortunate it is that I always seem to be wearing more shabby outfits whenever I see our mutual friend who dresses very well. I saw her at Starbucks today and lo and behold I had a lazy outfit on HAHAHAHA. Oh well. how many friends do you trust fully? I trust all of them. It’s when they abuse it that I can easily cut off that trust. who was the last person to hug you? Jo. I was surprised she reached in for a hug this morning considering SHE HATES THEM. But then again Nacho passed, and everyone’s been giving everybody hugs lately in the college. have you let someone down recently? I feel like I let Nacho down. I hope I didn’t, but that’s between me and me now. I just wish I did something more. has someone let you down recently? Me lmao are you upset about anything at all? If the overarching theme of this survey isn’t clear enough yet - YES!!! what are you looking forward to? El Camino on Netflix, bitch. That’s the only good thing I have going for me. Oh and finishing part uno of my thesis.  quick lyrics from the last song you heard.. I forget what the last song I listened to was at the moment. have you ever had a friend choose their bf over you? Yes, but I don’t mind. I would typically do the same, unless said friend is in an emergency situation or genuinely needs me. when was the last time you took a shower? This morning before heading to class. who is your favorite female celebrity? Kristen Stewaaaaaart. were you nervous on your first day of highschool? I think I was, but I’ve mostly forgotten freshman year. three words to describe your bestfriend: Gab is intelligent, insightful, and ambitious. Angela is approachable, generous, and hilarious. what is your latest reason to be mad? Our President (yes, Duterte) attended Nacho’s wake and halted the entire wake for an hour just because of his appearance. It became all about him and no one was allowed to either go in or out of the room for that period of time - not even Nacho’s friends who came to see him and say goodbye. There was a huge barrage of police all over the damn place and it pissed everybody beyond belief - even Nacho’s fucking mom was barred from seeing her son and she was forced to be at the back of the room along with everyone else just because of this dipshit President who felt the need to have an entire security team with him to go to the wake of someone who completely fucking despised his guts when he was still alive. who have you talked to on the phone today? Just my girlfriend. what color shirt do you have on? Navy green. are you literally afraid of anyone? Rapists, I guess. where are all of your friends right now? I’m sure they’re all at home/dorms. Either that or studying in a coffee shop. what is today? Wednesday. who was the last person to tell you a secret? Kate. make a wish. right now. anything. I want Nacho back. do you know who harriett tubman was and what she did? Yes. what kind of mascara do you use? I dunno. It’s been a while. do you own a pea coat? I don’t need any in this climate. which team are you going for in the super bowl? Nope. if you had to live at one of your bestfriend’s houses, where would u live? Angela’s. Her family treats me like family already, anyway. how are you on this fine day? Day 4 of grieving. It’s not getting any better, especially when everyone else is just as sad. The week kind of came through by giving me all the deadline extensions I mentally asked for, so am thankful to my profs for that haha. Still shitty nonetheless. My girlfriend’s great-grandmother passed away too. 2019 is out to give everybody a harder time before ending, I guess. who did you last take a picture with? Kate. who was the last person to comfort you? Jo. who was the last person to unsurprisingly disappoint you? My mom, lmaoooooo. who was the last person to get on your nerves? Filipino drivers. who was the last person you saw? Chesca. sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare? Hehehehehe I appreciate the Beyoncé reference, thanks. are there any stressful situations in your life? Right now? Stressful is a bit of an understatement. what are your plans for tomorrow? Do thesis, do other homework, study for next week’s exams. are you missing anyone at the moment? Way too much. if you answer a question wrong in class, does it embarrass you? Yes, it’s why I don’t recite - so I don’t have to be wrong lol. can you love and hate someone? It’s possible, but I myself am incapable of doing that. It’s one or the other, for me. I can love someone and be disappointed in them, but never love and hate at the same time. what was the last movie you watched fully? Hello, Love, Goodbye. are you currently hung up on anyone? Nope. single ladies or constant relationship people? ??? how many missed calls do you have on your cell phone? Within the past week, two. do your parents annoy you? My mom does. what color looks best on you? Black, navy green, maroon. are you jealous of anyone? More envious than jealous. what’s your favorite Lady Gaga song? SPEECHLESS Favorite Lady Gaga lyrics? Anything from Speechless. Seriously. Way underrated. where was the last place you went? Starbucks, to study for a few hours. what was the last thing to make you laugh? We were sharing stupid stories about Nacho yesterday to lighten up the mood, like how he was dressed up head to toe in Uniqlo in his casket HAHAHA. We’ve also come to develop our own conspiracy theory for laughs that Nacho actually just moved to Germany so he can finally achieve his dream of becoming fluent in German and that the person we saw in the coffin wasn’t him, and that he’s not actually gone. I found comfort in that and it’s helped me cope with the loss, and I’m sure it’s helped others too. He would’ve found the jokes funny, anyway. is letting go hard for you? Yes. any last words? I’m exhausted. I miss you, Nach.

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Review: 'Project Runway' Finale Caps Off Christian Siriano's Great First Season - NPR

Christian Siriano watches over the work of Hester Sunshine on Project Runway. Barbara Nitke/Bravo hide caption toggle caption Barbara Nitke/Bravo Christian Siriano watches over the work of Hester Sunshine on Project Runway. Barbara Nitke/Bravo The 17th season of Project Runway concluded Thursday night, handing the win to Sebastian Grey. It was the show's first run without Heidi Klum and Tim Gunn, who reigned while Runway ran on Bravo and then on Lifetime. Back on Bravo now, it features model Karlie Kloss in the host role, and designer (and former Project Runway winner) Christian Siriano in the mentor role. Not only did the season wind up being a strong argument that a show like this can continue with a new host, but it almost became an argument for changing hosts as the first, not the last, option for shows that have grown stale. I surprised myself with my affection for it, and certainly with my affection for Siriano, not my favorite back when he was a contestant. Kloss is still getting her feet under her, but she's been just fine at this job — at least as good as Klum was when she was new to it. She has a warm presence, friendly and supportive, and she seems very happy to be there. But the big surprise, at least to me, has been Christian Siriano. He's proved to be, while entirely different from the rightly beloved Tim Gunn, a funny and smart and honest mentor, one who brings the right amount of reality-show zazz while also making all kinds of sense. Success doesn't flatter everyone, but it's flattered him. When Siriano won the fourth season of the show back in 2008, he was the show's youngest winner at only 22 — and it showed. He could be impatient, full of himself and negative about work he didn't feel like doing for clients he didn't feel like serving. He was criticized for careless comments about drag queens and transgender people when he was first famous. After his victory, though, he vowed to get better, and then he worked and worked and worked. He kept making high-end fashion, but he also made shoes with Payless and a line for Lane Bryant, which kept his name in front of a large audience, not unlike the one he had on television. His clothes appeared on red carpets more and more, and he got a new wave of attention in 2016 when he made a gown for Ghostbusters star Leslie Jones, who had complained that designers didn't want to dress her. He went on to dress eight women for the Emmys that fall, across a variety of ages, races, body types and styles.

After that, it seemed like he was inescapable at any high-end celebrity event, and he made some of the most admired looks appearing anywhere — including Billy Porter's stunning velvet tuxedo gown for the Oscars, which may well be the red-carpet look of the year. Even if he weren't a Runway alum, Siriano would have been a great candidate for this position based simply on the position he occupies in fashion right now. They'd have been lucky to get him. At the same time that they brought on this really strong fashion mentor who is as current as current gets, the producers cast contestants who were, for the most part, pleasant. There was very little interpersonal drama and a lot of focus on the development of the clothes (fashion writers Tom & Lorenzo have written well on this all season), and by the time we got to the end, the finalists — Sebastian Grey, Garo Sparo and Hester Sunshine — all seemed perfectly qualified and on friendly terms. It really did come down to whose collection worked out best. It could have been any of them. In the finale, Garo had a little too much trouble with execution, so he was set aside, and it came down to Sebastian and Hester, both of whom made very good final collections in their own styles. Sebastian makes more classic, elegant clothes, always impeccably made but not dull. The leather work in his final collection was distinctive and grand. Hester, on the other hand, finally seemed to get a handle on her "clown picnic" aesthetic, very playful and colorful, and put together a collection that didn't seem as gimmicky as some of her work during the season. She's also a brilliant stylist, using accessories maybe as well as anybody on the show ever has. She peaked at the right time, and she managed not to include some of the things she's gravitated toward that haven't worked (she got mostly over her love of sheer dresses with ugly pasties/bust cups, for instance). When Kloss and judges Nina Garcia and Brandon Maxwell talked about Sebastian and Hester, joined by guest judge Diane von Furstenberg, their debate made a lot of sense. Sebastian's line was more perfected. It was more cohesive. It was more of a complete idea. But Hester, they acknowledged, is very good at another element of selling clothes: being a personality who represents the brand well. This didn't come off as crass, as if she might win solely because she's more camera-friendly. It came off as realistic, in that she might win because she made a terrific collection and there's a unity of her persona and her clothes that help make a designer a star. Marketing is real; being good at it is real. They chose Sebastian as the winner, but the show hadn't positioned any "I'm going to riot if this person wins" options, as there sometimes have been in the past.

All of this — all of it — was part of a sense across the season that Project Runway had both become a better show than in recent years, one wildly more relevant to actual current fashion. Not only did it feature the newsmaking Siriano, but judge Brandon Maxwell is the one who designed Lady Gaga's multi-phase Met Gala outfit, probably the most talked-about look of the year from the most fussed-over celebrity fashion event of the year. Somehow, 16 seasons down, Project Runway leveled up. Don't get me wrong: Tim Gunn was a very good mentor. He was gentle, wise, encouraging. He approached mentoring like a teacher, which is what he was. But if anything can invigorate a show like this after 16 seasons, it's someone who does the job really differently, but also does it well. Siriano has a different vibe in the workroom, maybe a little more like a boss overseeing apprentices. He's bracingly honest in a way that can puncture notions that are better in theory than in practice; I laughed when a designer explained his plan to contour an outfit with zippers and Siriano said, "You're going to put a zipper right on the boob?" And the ego of his younger self has, perhaps with the help of his success, become less defensive and more confident, so that he enjoys gently teasing designers about situations where he tells them what they need to do and he turns out to be right — but he never seems mean about it, ever. He warns them off their bad ideas with a good-humored despair, often falling back on something like "you're killing me" when he's worried about their choices. It was such a delightful surprise to discover that changes I was initially worried about might be just what I needed to start loving the show again. It's good enough when a successful host change lets you continue to enjoy a show (as happened to me with The Great British Baking Show), but when it reinvigorates a show in which you've lost interest, that's something special. Tim and Heidi are working on a new project for Amazon — and I'll watch that, too. Still love 'em both! Still in their corner! But what a pleasure it's been to return to an old favorite that's given itself a lift. Read More Read the full article

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Musings over pizza - (Thorcid fanfic)

A\N: Hi *coughs because of the dust*

This fic was first inspired by this prompt I’ve got from anon:

Since they've known each other for so long, I'd love some sort of throwback about Thorgy and Acid knowing each other and then Acid seeing Thorgy becoming more and more popular and creating a scene in Brooklyn

also this adorable feedback:

Call me vanilla but I'd literally read anything you wrote like you could write 5000 words about Thorcid eating pizza on the couch and I'd be down.

And you need to know some things in advance:

1) Watch Thorgy playing the piano cardboard performance 

2) In a recent interview (7:13) Thorgy talked about his early adventures with Aja, so yes, Aja is in this fic COME THROUGH SEASON 9

3) Also this pic

4) This happens in the thorcid novel universe, but you have to ignore The birthday series lol and remember what happened in Twilight Time 👌  

5) Smut for your nerves!

PS: feedback is the wind under my wings, so help a bitch to still be inspired 💋

*

“It’s always Shane doing his Shane-nigans!”

The voice of his father echoed and hit the back of his head. It was his cousin’s birthday. Shane was 7 years old. The energetic little boy thought it was a cool idea to open one present. But then he wouldn’t stop after the first one and ended up opening all of them, consumed by his curious nature.

Every time he would do something crazy or reckless, or just existed being his unusual self, people’s reaction was always the same: a heavy sigh accepting what it was unchangeable. Shane was a force of nature. Wild and unpredictable, nevertheless still pure.

The year was 2006.

It was his first time performing out of the campus in an actual bar. He felt silly with his platform shoes and crazy make up, no padding, no body or a hint of glamour.  But all his friends were there to support him. He took a deep breath. This is what he wanted. To be free of conservatory rooms with perfect acoustic. He wanted loud and bad music blasting on his ears. He needed the chaos.

“Shane, you’ll be up in 10 minutes” an older queen warned him backstage. He started jumping to warm up and relax his tense muscles.

His dorm neighbor friend spotted a very well-known face strutting among the crowd, “Oh my god Acid Betty is here!”

Shane heard about Acid Betty but never saw her in the flesh. She was a vision with a huge blonde mohawk and an eyeliner that would go all the way to her forehead, cutting the dancefloor like a fierce goddess.

“She is fucking amazing” his friend mouth dropping admired, but his expression was changing by the second. “Oh shit she is coming this way!”

Their eyes met and she winked at Shane. He peered behind checking if it was really for him. But she was really going into his direction. She stopped being out of focus to be inches in front of them, an explosion of colors and a very luring presence.

“Good luck, kid. Hannah told me it’s your first day. We surely need a dance off to pop your cherry and spend that tip money” she spoke loudly and her voice was deep and matched her persona in a weird way.

“I don’t guarantee the tip money but the dance off and embarrassment is for free” he replied surprisingly fast and staring too much at all details of her outfit. He wondered if she noticed and was going to make fun of him. She was quite terrifying.

The facade broke when she laughed throatily in a dorky way and left them behind. Shane’s friend was still starstruck. Shane felt like he was possessed for some seconds, her strong presence taking over his body lighting his fire to kill that performance.

Drag was beautiful.

Maybe he would be that beautiful one day.

*

Jamin lungs were filled with the thick air, the mixture of perfume, cigarettes and the nauseating sweetness of fog machines. It’s been months since he was in a gay bar. Months since all his Acid Betty attires were hanging on his studio, lifeless. He didn’t want to touch it anymore. Acid Betty was dissolving from his skin every day.

He had a regular job where he could still be creative. A regular boyfriend by his side. Some people still recognized him and he pretended to care about them and smiled politely. Bar 4 had terrible lighting, and the stage was, well, there wasn’t one. They sat in a table next to it and his boyfriend was complaining about the noise. There was a painting decorating the black wall of the performance area. Just a blast of watercolors splashed on the canvas.

He used to be that.

A blonde tall queen entered the stage. He heard of her, people talking about how funny and witty her performances were, Brooklyn drag was going in all directions. Thorgy Thor. He had recollections of meeting her few years ago. He remembers her fire dancing by his side on the dancefloor. She had a different name. Something goofy.

The performance was a voice over, and she was playing a character that was that typical I’m-an-actress-singer-dancer L.A rejected type. He felt a strange connection. She had beautiful legs under the light blue tights and she was acting like she was in an audition.

“I guess everyone is a drag queen nowadays…” his boyfriend bitched taking a sip on his drink. Jamin didn’t care and kept staring at queen hypnotized.

“Actually, I’m Thorgy and I would love to audition for you!” the blonde queen pleaded in response to the voice over.

“Well, you gotta a cute look. What can you do?” the other voice on the recording asked.

“I’m an excellent pianist, and I can kick my leg really in the air like this!” and then she demonstrated throwing her leg high and people in the bar were laughing. Jamin chuckled and his boyfriend threw him a judging glance. “And I really can suck a great-

“Uh-huh!” the voice interrupted and everybody was cackling loudly. “Well, play away!”

Jamin observed Thorgy playing on the cardboard piano with all the feeling and intention in the world. He thought she was great and creative. He felt inspired. And staring at her endearing smile he couldn’t help but wonder if she really could suck a great dick.

“I’ve heard she actually plays the violin and other instruments”

He overheard someone commenting behind their table. He glanced at Thorgy again and that painting on the wall. People are full of colors.

*

After a couple of drinks and a lot of bitching Chris wasn’t feeling well and Jamin left him home. He was starving and decided to stop in his usual pizza place. It was open until very late and it was the favorite place for dawn stoners and starving drag queens post gigs.

He sat in his booth, ordered a large pepperoni one with nothing to drink since he was on a diet. He was drunk, tired and drained of Chris’s negative energy the whole night long. He heard a loud cackle coming from a group of queens that were eating and laughing on the balcony.

“We’re leaving, girl. It’s fucking 3 am how are you even still eating. We’re outside for a smoke, we give you 10 minutes”

One of the queens said to Thorgy that was devouring a piece with both hands and no napkin. The other queens left and Thorgy continued engaged in her piece. Their eyes met across the room. Jamin wasn’t sure if she was going to recognize him, although they’ve met a couple of times out of drag. He waved coyly and Thorgy squinted her eyes trying to recognize him for a few seconds.

She opened a smile with a half full mouth, got out of her stool and was on her way to join Jamin in the booth. He regretted the decision immediately as she was approaching holding her pizza.

“Acid Betty on Joe’s! What an unexpected encounter!” she chanted sitting in front of Jamin.

“Hi” he replied putting his pizza down. “ It’s the only place open after you spent hours tucked and hungry and that people won’t judge you”

“Yeah, but you’re not tucked or hungry”  Thorgy noticed eyeing him curiously biting her lower lip. Her make up was smudged and her gray blue eyes were popping out because of the blonde wig and navy headband.

“I’m drunk and pissed, and these make me hungry” he replied quickly making Thorgy laugh. It was an unarming sound.

It was funny how they would have this brief encounters with fiery witty conversations.

“I was at the Bar 4 with my boyfriend. I really liked you performance” he remarked grabbing another piece.

Thorgy looked at him for a few seconds surprised with the compliment, her mouth curling into a half smile feeling her heart suddenly beating faster.

“Um…I was kinda feeling like shit when I recorded. Thank you” she replied looking down and playing with the plastic fork that was on the table.

“I overheard you actually play the piano and the violin. You should do it in drag”

Thorgy scoffed. The idea of playing her violin in the middle of drunk people banging on the walls to Lady Gaga was at least scary. They would throw tomatoes at her.

“Listen to your heart. Fuck other people.”

He answered her unformulated question and Thorgy was quite stunt by it.

“I’m afraid if I start listening, it will never shut up and I already have enough voices in my head” she confessed. Acid analysed her with curiosity, as if she was something to be discovered. It was an enticing look.

Thorgy was afraid of the randomness of everything. That the people that could be important to you, that could read you like a pleasant book, might just pass you by. We can never know what they really mean to us. There’s no soulmates signs on their foreheads. There’s no sign of “keep me” popping out of their heads.

They both stood in silent and Thogy noticed her friends outside making gestures for her to hurry up.

“Chris was asking about your name and I never asked you about it.” Jamin recalled chewing and noticed Thorgy staring at his mouth.

“My middle name is Thor”

Jamin raised his brows surprised and chuckled.

“I’m Shane Thor Galligan”

“Thor-gee” Jamin concluded before she even finished and Thorgy just nodded. “You have the fierceness, the viking dreads, but you’ll need the hammer at some point, girl”

Thorgy smiled and got out the booth making a gesture that she needed to go.

“For now I don’t even have a car” she shrugged squeezing Jamin’s shoulder before leaving him with three remaining pieces. Jamin observed her fading inside the crowded car into the night through the glass of his booth. ‘Until the next random pizza sharing encounter’ he thought.

*

It was one of those weeks where getting out of the bed was a struggle. An unseen force would pull Shane down, would break his spirit. Hours wandering around the house. Rearranging the closet that was already arranged. Alvaro was worried about his friend, and if a life long friend is worried about you something must have been really wrong.

Some people paid him a visit, and he wasn’t expecting Aja to appear on his door at all. She was a cool Brooklyn chick, fresh blood and full of energy. He once was like this. He too thought he was the new cool drag that everyone was talking about. Aja was around with her group of friends and she had all figured out like all millennials. Bursting into parties with fake ID and turning on the dancefloor.

Right now in front of his door it was just Jay, with a box of pizza and a bottle of wine. He was wearing a jeans jumper and a ripped t-shirt, a backpack on his back.

“Bitch why you cancelled yesterday. It was amazing at the metropolitan. Now I’m officially legal to drink”

“Officially legal to die drinking you mean” Shane remarked. “Girl, what are you doing here?”

Shane was walking into the living room indicating that Aja could come in. He sat on the couch embracing his legs as Aja opened the box of pizza.

“This is a cheap ass wine that I use for some cleansings. And speaking of that…” he observed Shane and the apartment that was unusually tidy. “The energy of this place seems a little off. And you girl, where are your ‘woos!’ storage?”

Shane shrugged defeated. He went to the kitchen to pick up some glasses for them. “I guess I’m out of it”

“I’m here for a little magical intervention. I owe you girl, you’ve booked me to all these gigs last month. I want to read the cards for you and get rid of whatever is giving me chills right now” he said shrinking and brushing off the invisible force. Shane laughed shaking his head.

“You’re a cuckoo witch”

*

Aja put some Kanye on while Shane protested but after a few glasses of wine and some conversation about Aja’s crazy dates and adventures he was feeling lighter. When he started sorting the cards on the coffee table Shane was having his second piece of pizza.

She pulled The wheel of fortune at first.

“This too shall pass” he started mysteriously. “Whatever you’re feeling right now, remember, everything vanishes. Also a huge change is on the way about your career.”

“Well, after listening to this record I’m quitting classical music officially” he drunk stated taking a big gulp on his glass.

“It’s funny, because my mother read the cards for me this week and it was my first too”

Shane was observing Aja’s painted nails going through the cards and his head already spinning with the possibilities. He picked out another one.

“Lovers” he scoffed rolling his eyes showing the cards of two identical hearts together. “You’re a gemini. That’s your official card. It means it’s time for you to stop whoring around and pay attention to love. The good type, ya know? From Nicholas Sparks books and shit. You need to open up the possibilities that you can be loved” then Aja stopped talking and looking at the wall behind Shane. He widened his eyes scared. Was he seeing something?

“What bitch?” he asked nervous and looking behind.

“The image of something related to a new year came to me…like a sunrise?  A sunrise after a New Year’s eve party?”

As Aja was speaking Shane got chills on his spine. The memories of that unforgettable New Year’s Eve with Jamin emerged from the depths of his mind.

“I don’t know, sis. This wine is cheap as fuck and the mushrooms of this pizza” Aja speculated organizing the cards again to put in the case again.

“That’s it?” Shane grunted still curious.

“I’ll write you some things you need to do. You’re going to have the bath of your life”

After finishing the pizza, Aja left some notes for teas and a bath that involved milk as an ingredient, so Shane could snap out of whatever was going on is his busy mind. The image that he conjured was still haunting.

He also wondered what changes could happen to them. Everything seemed so still, like the world wasn’t moving around, and gravity was sinking his feet. He felt like nothing could change. Aja was still young and vibrant, and maybe her visit was a reminder that he still had it too.

*

The auction was going well. People were buying Acid’s iconic attires and wigs but somehow Thorgy felt defensive about it. As she was watching Jamin talking to audience, she didn’t want to see those outfits go. They were part of Acid’s history, and so of her too. She never minded auctioning her stuff because they were most from thrift stores. But these were made by Jamin’s beautiful hands. And they would become just a disconnected piece of an incomplete look.

After the gigs, they all went to Jamin’s house to hang around in his studio to have some drinks. Alotta was there and Shane questioned how this friendship bloomed. Jamin was part of the Brooklyn scene again and he couldn’t be more happier. After all the queens left, they ordered a pizza.  Since he didn’t have the intention of staying, forbidden by Jamin that said he needed to organize the place, he just took a shower and put on a purple jersey he had on his bag for weeks and nothing underneath.

Jamin was on the couch of his studio just browsing through his phone, no shoes, feet on the coffee table. The pizza box was closed waiting for Shane. He was still wearing his checked suit and Acid Betty’s t-shirt.

Shane came in the room analyzing the whole place, checking some of his paintings and toys. He held a sweet smile, like this place was the core of Jamin. He picked up a troll doll that was on the shelf and stroke the blue hair. Jamin glanced up and down aware of his presence, and then he looked up again locked with the vision of Shane with that oversized jersey, no shoes on, the hairy legs in all their glory and the dreads half loose in a bun. His complete weakness.

“I’ve never seen a jersey so out of place in my whole life” he pointed out checking his body and he approached to join him in the couch. Shane just shimmed and sat by his side putting his legs over Jamin’s with no ceremony and lying down. His arm reached for a piece of pizza that he shoved into his mouth still laid.

The Jersey was barely covering his crotch and Jamin side looked down at him still holding his phone, placing his elbows on Shane’s legs.

After some seconds in silence eating his pizza and observing his boyfriend Shane felt like talking but he paused. He noticed the lines on Jamin’s forehead. His perfect lips wet by the red tomato sauce of the pizza. His black hair fading away with the memory of the first time he saw Acid out of drag. Blonde and skinnier.

He loved this version if front of him more than any memory of their long history of brief encounters. At last, found in translation.

“I was bothered to see all your stuff go. I don’t know. I’m kinda sentimental about outfits. The wig that you were wearing when I first met you was there. You make everything you wear. I felt like I was seeing little pieces of you being taken away by strangers”

Jamin stopped typing on his cellphone and sighed looking at his boyfriend, he rubbed his legs and laid by his side, hugging Shane by the waist, putting a leg over him. He started nuzzling on the hollow of his neck and Shane continued eating but started giggling with the ticklish sensation of Jamin’s stubble.

“Don’t bother, Thorg. They’re just outfits. Sometimes you need to get rid off the old stuff so your mind can see things without dust on it. I’m creating plenty of new stuff.” he reassured him whispering on his neck. Shane wasn’t still very convinced. He reached out another piece and handed it to Jamin that devoured it quickly.

“We’re on that stage. We’re eating pizza laid down with onions falling on our faces and we don’t give a fuck” Shane realized disgusted but accepting the reality.

“And we’re going to have sex smelling like pepperoni” Jamin added and Shane raised his brows with a smile curling on his mouth.

“Are we? I’m not staying over. You were the one kicking me out saying that you needed to organize your studio” he recalled playing difficult and prompting himself to a sitting position brushing off all the pizza remains that were on top of him.

“Well, you appear naked wearing a goddamn purple jersey you leave me without options” he defended himself pulling him back by the waist but he fought back. But not much since Jamin started kissing his lower back sending shivers to his spine.

He got back to the couch and Jamin was on top of him and their kiss was deepening. His stubble was scratching faintly at his skin in a way that was making him tingle all over. Shane’s hands were exploring Jamin’s back, going south to grab his ass and pushing his hips further between his legs. Jamin’s cock was hardening and rubbing over Shane’s belly, his pants becoming small and uncomfortable.

Jamin positioned himself on his knees so he could remove his suit. Shane was watching him still painting and flustered, legs locked around him, throbbing with desire.

“Take off your pants and lay on your back” Shane ordered before Jamin could even decide what to do. He laughed getting out of the couch so he could remove all his clothes and Shane followed him.

“You’re such a jock with this jersey” he teased Shane that pushed him to lie on the couch where he collapsed. He was on top of him in seconds with Jamin’s cock in hands, licking the head as if it was his favorite popsicle. Jamin could feel Shane’s cock squeezed between his legs and he rubbed making him moan in pleasure. He took him to the whole and the vision always made him impressed. Shane grunted in appreciation as Jamin’s hips were rising against his face.

Shane was so dedicated to this task, it was clearly he was relishing every second. He suddenly stopped and changed position, making Jamin open his legs and he lowered himself, kissing the inside of Jamin’s thigh and he shivered, both at the touch and at the loss of the pressure of his mouth.  

He was rapping his hand around Jamin, resting the thumb on his tip, smoothing the precum that was forming. Jamin’s fingers were raking through his dreads while he moved lower, licking his balls to find his entrance.

“Fuck Shane…” he pleaded overwhelmed with the stimulation. Shane laughed watching him with eyes closed, his stomach going up and dowm. Shane was grapping his hand around his cock pumping him firmly and slowly, up and down, with a mischievous grin. He slid one of his finger slowy inside him, licking the place to make the move smoother.

Shane’s mouth and finger work in tandem was too much. Jamin was fighting the urge to push his head further inside him, but instead of that he pulled him to stop. Shane was already kissing his stomach, slowly going up, his tongue swirling on his nipples.

Jamin pulled him for a kiss and softly chuckled holding him onto his chest.

“You are so horny today” he stated still short of air as Shane removed some pubic hairs from his mouth giggling . “I thought you were still sore from yesterday” Jamin was still painting looking down at Shane, his cheeks all rose and lips swollen.

“Well…I am…” he realized as if he was aware of that only in that moment and numb the whole time with desire. “But I want you to fuck me. Really hard. Like, now”

Jamin’s eyes widened and he cackled scared of his urgency.

“Get the lube” he gave up trying to make some sense into Shane’s head.

“Ugh” Shane complained. He was perfectly nested on Jamin’s chest and he didn’t want to get his purse inside the apartment. He eyed the bottle of olive oil on the table and wiggled his brows.

“Are you serious?” Jamin was incredulous as Shane reached for the bottle over Jamin as if he was a rug, pressing on his lungs.

“Come on, bicth” he ordered again. “It’s an oil. Smells great and it’s edible.”

Shane laid on his back and Jamin put some olive on his cock and on Shane’s making him giggle.

“You’re paying to wash this couch” Jamin complained but he was extremely turned on with the whole thing. Shane pulled him by his neck impatiently.

“Shut up and fuck me already” he whispered inside his mouth. Jamin’s stomach tensed in anticipation as he slid one finger inside Shane, preparing him, making him moving his hips up and moan.

He placed himself inside him slowly making Shane ache with the urgency, their gaze locked. Shane removed his glasses and Jamin’s and put on the coffee table so he could cup his face as Jamin’s hip was going further in and out of him. Shane could feel the energy radiating from his body, and his breathing quickened, his stomach fluttering with anxious desire.

They were kissing as Jamin went faster, placing himself on his knees and putting Shane’s legs up over his shoulder. Shane started pumping his cock but Jamin took over, and kept thrusting, Shane’s butt cheeks burning with the pounding. Shane’s cock was glistening with precum but Jamin didn’t stop pumping him.

Their bodies slapped wetly together, and he grunted as he held Shane’s hips still, his cock savagely pounding into him. Shane’s thighs were shaking, and he knew that he was on the edge. He kept moaning non stopping incoherence mumblings.

Shane’s breathing hitched as he felt her orgasm building. “Don’t stop,” he panted breathlessly, as his body began to convulse, the knees tightening, his core arching forward. Jamin continued his assault as Shane was still pulsing around his cock, their moans matching in intensity.

Shane was curling in pleasure as he stroke his cock feeling the other orgasm hitting, spilling his cum all over his stomach. Jamin followed him right after, removing his cock and shooting over his stomach too. He felt the waves of pleasure spreading all over his crotch and legs and he collapsed over Shane reaching for a languid kiss. They were just breathing heavily and nuzzling their noses. They were feeling the hot liquid between connecting them like glue. The sensation was quite funny.

“We’re like a very disgusting pizza” Jamin whispered, his head resting under his chin. He observed Shane’s purple jersey on the floor.

“I think there’s olive oil even on my hair” Shane touched the top his head grabbing some dreads.

They stayed there entwined by olive oil.  Shane paid for the couch cleaning but Jamin decided that it needed a new fabric. It was dirty again with paint and make up two weeks later.

*

The Metropolitan bar was full. Everybody was excited for the new episode of season 9. Thorgy was in the dressing room almost ready to come out with Aja fixing her orange suit and skirt. She looked like a futuristic secretary from the 60’s. Thorgy was listening to “Que sera, sera” from Pink Martini on her phone as Aja was finishing her make-up.

“Girl, did you take that bath that I prescribed to you years ago? Oh my god, I’ve never asked you about it!”

Thorgy was wearing his curly brown hair wig and fixing it with a comb. She stopped trying to remember what she was talking about.

“Pfffff, I lost the paper and probably ate the ingredients” she scoffed fixing her Thorgy t-shirt looking at the mirror.

“And how about the new year party thing?”

She just shook her head trailing off the subject. Aja was the real deal and the younger queen took her silence as a confirmation.

“Sis, I told ya. Wheel of fucking fortune.”

Then Aja posed to the mirror sending a kiss to her own image. Thorgy thought that maybe her witch friend could win. Maybe the wheels were still rolling.

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Whens the last time you ate bread? today

Do you attend school, college, or uni? no longer

If you could speak three different languages fluently, what would they be? I already speak two so dunno if I can add three more or just one?

Where,in your current country, would you like to live, other than where you do now? Ełk

Where wouldn’t you want to live? śląsk

Do you like sheer clothing? nah

Llamas or sheep? llamas

Can you iron? yes?

Can you work the washing machine? theoretically

Do you like your photo being taken? I don’t

Do you like taking photos of yourself? funny selfies

How many magazzines do you buy a month? 1 but my mom buys several

How many of them are car-related? none

What about fashion? maybe mom’s but it’s more possible that I’d buy fashion related mag than one about cars

Any celeb gossip ones? mom’s? I hate those

Are you excited to live on your own? I’d be :3

When do you plan on moving out? hopefully soon

What gives you confidence? when I need to protect someone, help someone weaker, want to make fun of myself to make someone smile or when I’m sure of my knowledge/experience/memory but I rarely am confident

Is there a habit you’re currently trying to kick? maybe

Have you ever dated someone with very different sexual tastes than you? not very

Have you ever said anything you regretted while drunk? never been drunk

Has anyone ever been extremely jealous of you? Do you know why? not extremely

What do you wish you’d spent more time doing five years ago? eating?...

What is the most meaningful gift you’ve ever given? it’s not for me to judge

Do you feel as though someone ‘won’ in your last break up? umm...

What is something most people are turned on by but you’re not? penis 

do you daydream?: less than I used to do you dream at night?: not every night but I do  when you’re sick, do you like to be pampered, or left alone?: depends who’s the better actor, jack nicholson or anthony hopkins?: Nicholson  if someone cries while watching a sad movie do you laugh at them?: wtf... I cry myself  how often do you change your sheets?: rarely, I hate fresh laundry, can’t sleep because of allergy even tho I use special detergents :( are you high maintenance?: not when it comes to money but I'm still a burden deliveryman at your door - who’s the package from?: shirt that I ordered :D do you wear socks with sandals?: I don’t wear sandals would you marry for money?: if I had to but don’t wanna would you vote for a woman president?: why not Are looks/appearances really important?: a little if someone lied to you and came clean is that forgivable?: depends Do you like Final Fantasy? Which one do you prefer of all?

Do you like Lady Gaga? I like some of her songs Don’t you hate when your foot falls asleep? with passion >.< Do you bless random people when they sneeze? sometimes I might Dark, milk or white chocolate? white or at least milk

Last thing you ate? sandwich Was today a good day? sigh... What are you listening to? russian musicians like Valery Meladze  What was the last movie you cried at? Five feet apart You’re getting drunk, what do you drink? but I don’t want to drink/get drunk What do you think of Justin Bieber? I hate him Is the closest saturday going to be a good one? today is Saturday and next one is gonna be the last day before hospital so very anxious Where were you when you last cried? home Would you be bothered if your boyfriend/girlfriend did drugs? I think so Last time you threw up from drinking? that never happened Would you rather get your tongue or lip pierced? lip Do you get sea sick? I didn’t but who knows Do you download music illegally? I don’t download music now at all Hugged anyone today? parents Do you drink every weekend? I don’t drink at all Do you have any scars? meh Have you ever cried at a book? few times only, movies make me cry way more often Would you ever get a tattoo on the inside of your lip? what for? Can you sleep in total darkness? I don’t like to FALL asleep in total darkness but sleep is fine Is there someone who you can spend every minute with and not get annoyed? there isn’t Have you ever fallen in the toilet when you were little?: it’s possible, I don’t recall XD but I stepped into the bathtub in tights at least once

Who was your best friend in 5th grade?: P.

What was the first Beanie Baby you ever got?: never had one? Can you keep a spoon on your nose?: doubt it What is your favorite farm animal?: chicken Do you lie to your parents in order to get your way?: I might exaggerate  Do you like to play Monopoly?: yup Have you ever stayed overnight in the hospital?: many times and will soon again What size bra do you wear?: *shrug* not sure, I buy what feels good enough on me but even if I knew that would be personal  Who was your favorite Sesame Street/Muppet character?: Oscar, Bert (I always say Bern or Bernie), Big bird, Elmo was pretty cool too

*I actually adore puppet shows like this

When was the last time you found yourself somewhere you didn’t want to be? May I ask where that place was? now, in my house because of ppl 

Do your eyes ever twitch? very rarely

When did you last offer to do something that you really didn’t want to do? this day

When did you last feel forced into something? I’m forced to live so...

Assuming you have any, is your hair soft today? assuming I have any lmfao

Who did you last worry about and why? besides myself - my father

Are you currently looking for a new place to live? I wish

Can you see any toys from where you’re sat? shitload

Have you ever been embarrased by something you’ve said or a noise you’ve made during sex or kissing? maybe

Who or what was the subject of the last photograph you took? auto-portrait

Do you eat your dinner at a dining table, coffee table or just off your lap? depends

When did you last see the sea? on a pic or irl? because if in real life then almost 20 years ago

Have you ever experienced contagious yawning? ppl yawning doesn’t make me wanna yawn  Can you handle movies involving lots of bugs and insects? not maggots and not dead bugs Were you ever a vampire for Halloween? yeah

Are you borrowing books from anybody at the moment? my sister Do you keep scissors in your kitchen? If so, where? my mom does couple pairs but not always in the same place Is there a book store in walking distance? there isn’t, just library When was the last time you used a pay phone and who were you calling? camp? my parents? What is the funniest movie you’ve seen recently? I didn’t watch any funny movies lately, the last one was The princess bride that I decided to see in the last months

Is there any kind of design on your socks? stripes How long until you kiss someone again? at least 2-3 weeks Do you like being kissed on the neck? yes Do you accessorize your outfit? rarely

Describe your handwriting: ugly

Are you socially awkward? I am Where are both of your parents right at this moment? home like me Do you find yourself on Youtube a lot? yt is my background quite often  What was the last thing you scratched? my nose and neck Are you satisfied with your gender? not really Looks or personality? Which is more important to you? personality unless looks include gender then exclude all men How many times have you dyed your hair? 4 Do you hate when movies are split into two parts? yes and no? What is something that reminds you of your childhood? lots of stuff 

How did you meet your first crush? my first real female crush I met in high school, we had classes together

What is an anecdote that your family frequently tells about you as a child? there are many, personal If you could do anything with your hair what would you do? I don’t know *shrug* Can you remember how many people you’ve kissed? 1 person How open are you with your parents? very, 99% What is your favorite episode of your favorite show? can’t choose only one :o How did you learn about sex? biology classes mostly Describe your favorite outfit? leggings/pajama pants, T-shirt, hoodie or sweater, socks, slip on shoes, hat like a beanie for example and jacket if it’s cold

Do you have a sister that steals your things? she borrows things without asking at times and some she didn’t even give back or she ruined ‘em

Do you have dishes in your room? mug

Is anyone in your family artistic? would say so

When is the last time you watched a hockey game? never

What was your last dream about? yesterday I had a dream about having a group with Harley Quinn and today I forgot

What are you currently listening to? Susanne Sundfor

Who was the last person to smoke a cigarette in your presence? my sister’s bf or a stranger

Where did you last eat? living room

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Justin Timberlakes Super Bowl Halftime Show Was a Total Disaster

For someone so recently tone-deaf, its remarkable that Justin Timberlake managed to get out a note at all during his Super Bowl halftime show.

Then again, the sound design was so poorTimberlakes vocals were only decipherable when no instruments were playingeven that meager commendation is arguable. Whats inarguable is that after a string of jaw-dropping extravaganzas from the likes of Lady Gaga, Bruno Mars, and Beyonc, Justin Timberlake delivered the worst halftime show of the traditions recent pop-star era. May the ghost of Prince haunt him forever.

Its one thing when a cynical media is preemptively eager to drag a performance. From the unjust optics of Timberlakes redemption for his part in the Janet Jackson nip-slip fiasco to the rumors that hed be using a hologram of The Purple One against his familys wishes, the lead-up to Sunday nights show was mired in controversy. But its another when the abysmal end product merits the inevitable snark.

Listless, muted, lacking any cohesion and spectacle, it was the Big Games biggest fumble.

These past weeks have served us an unwelcome Justin Timberlake reinvention as a Man of the Woods, with all the conviction of a thirty-something man who grows some stubble and starts telling everyone hes really into IPAs now, as if thats a personality trait. Sundays show thankfully spared us any more of that, opting instead for a stroll through memory lane soundtracked by his hit-laden back catalog. But it was also a reminder of how easily memories can be tainted.

Timberlakes set opened with a performance from what looked like Minnesotas least fun karaoke bar, warbling through his unremarkable new single Filthy with the finesse and enthusiasm of someone forced to get up and sing by their annoyingly drunk friends. Starting underground in the arenas hallway was an odd choice for kicking off pop cultures biggest concert, starting with a whimper in cramped quarters rather than a bang from the greatest stage.

The whole thing was extremely claustrophobican awkwardness that lingered throughout the entire set, as Timberlake moved from one tiny, overly crowded stage to another, and finally into the stands where he was swarmed by fans desperate to film him on their iPhones.

Though its one of his more popular hits, were honestly surprised that he followed Filthy with a few minutes of Rock Your Body, the song he performed with Janet Jackson during the infamous 2004 incident. Youd think Timberlake would want to avoid any reminder of the scandal, especially considering how angry so many people still are over the way he handled it.

As Ira Madison recalled in The Daily Beast, while it was Timberlake who literally exposed Jacksons breast, he swiftly passed the blame onto her. She was blacklisted from TV and her music banned on radio stations, a cloud that hung over her career for most of the next decade while Timberlakes fame skyrocketed, landing him right back on the Super Bowl stage.

Its unclear whether an invitation was extended to Jackson to join Timberlake at Sunday nights show, but after so much speculation she did clarify that she would not be appearing. In response, fans had #JanetJacksonAppreciationDay trending on Twitter, paying respect to the pop star over the white male who disrespected her.

All of this is to say were shocked by the, well, rudeness of Timberlake choosing to sing Rock Your Body again on Sunday night. Its just as well, though, to remind us of how ludicrous we are as a society and selectively unforgiving and hypocritical we can be. We buried Janet for the nipple, but will we forgive Justin for the hate crime that was that Prince duet?

Word leaked earlier in the weekend that Timberlake was planning to pay respect to Minneapoliss greatest pop star by performing with a hologram version of him, a report that was eventually debunkedand at least the third time I can remember that a planned hologram performance was scrapped after public outcry over how tasteless and grim the entire idea is.

Still, the constant pop-culture threat of these things is exhausting. Who are the people who desire these holograms? They are macabre and appropriating and disrespectful and, even excusing all that, cheesy as hell. Its a baffling strategy if the idea is to amp up a live performance. What would make the thrill and the crackling energy of a live show where anything can happen even more electric? I know! A computer facsimile of a human.

Most of us presumed that no hologram meant no cringe-worthy Prince homage, but no, Timberlake dueted with a projection of The Purple One performing I Would Die 4 U. Princes family approved of the use of the projection. Social media certainly didnt.

That so much of the reaction to Timberlakes halftime show is in relation to its egregious connections to two other pop stars speaks volumes; despite the fact that the singer performed a hit-filled set of chart-toppers including Sexy Back, My Love, Cry Me a River, and Mirrors, there was no sense of grandeur that weve come to expect from the Super Bowl stage.

Timberlake has set his own bar as a phenomenal, electrifying live performer. Here, his dance moves werent as lithe and spritely as they once were, almost as if he was marking the choreographylike it wasnt rehearsed enough.

And, because it must be said, he was wearing what might have been the ugliest outfit Ive ever seen. Baggy camouflage cargo pants. A red bandana handkerchief around his neck. A button-up shirt with a still life of deer in a field screened on it. The assault on the very idea of fashion became a grenade to the eyes when he then donned a matching blazer for Suit and Tie, the debonair anthem and ode to suaveness, performed here in a camouflage suit.

Listen, we like Timberlakes hits. Hes a charismatic performer. When that song from Trolls comes on while were at Duane Reade, we smile and sing along and fondly remember that time we spilled wine on ourselves while dancing to it at our sisters wedding. But, momentarily absolving all his thinkpiece-fodder sins, the thing that ruined Timberlakes halftime show was a naked lack of ambition.

There was no political statement, sly as they might have been when Beyonc performed with only women on stage with her when she sang Formation, and then had a dance battle of the sexes against Bruno Mars (that she killed, obviously), or when Lady Gaga opened her show with a patriotic medley saying this is what America means to me, and then proceeded to put on a freak-flag-flying-fantasmic-supernatural-LGBT-empowering spectacular. (And in the first weeks of Trumps presidency, to boot.)

There was no feat of athleticism akin to the sense that Beyonc, Gaga, and Mars trained like a Super Bowl player for their shows, expending every ounce of energy they had in them in their explosive sets. There wasnt even a sense of superb musicianship, a la Prince or Springsteen, or any sort of regal ownership of the right to be on that stage, which Diana Ross, Paul McCartney, Madonna, and Michael Jackson had reigned supremely on before.

I mean, for Gods sake, at least give us a Left Shark. Then again, maybe his entire performance was Left Shark.

No costume changes. No stunts. No guests. (Not even NSYNC!) Just warbled noise. Once upon a time, Justin Timberlake brought sexy back. Now wed like a refund.

Read more: https://www.thedailybeast.com/justin-timberlakes-super-bowl-halftime-show-was-a-total-disaster

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Jean Paul Gaultier Reflects on How Cinema Shaped His Career

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Jean Paul Gaultier Reflects on How Cinema Shaped His Career

The French enfant terrible was recently honored with a career achievement award in Italy.

For more than 40 years, Jean Paul Gaultier has been turning the fashion world upside down — and he has no intention of slowing down. Fashion’s original enfant terrible was recently feted at the Ischia Global Film and Music Fest, where he was celebrated for his long career in fashion. Upon accepting his career achievement award, he noted that he wouldn’t have become a designer if it weren’t for cinema.

The Hollywood Reporter sat down with the couture king in Ischia, where he reminisced over his biggest cinematic influences to date: Bridget Bardot and Marlon Brando. He’s been inspired by many film over the years, including The Untouchables, Barbarella,The Rocky Horror Picture Show and Tommy.

It’s no coincidence that the cinema lover went on to design costumes for his favorite directors including Pedro Almodovar, Peter Greenaway, Marc Caro and Jean-Pierre Jeunet. And he famously created the costumes that defined the look and feel of Luc Besson’s The Fifth Element. His role as a costume designer helped land him a spot on the 2012 Cannes jury, a role he’s been itching to repeat for other top fests, if time ever allows. However, with his current schedule of creating two couture shows a year, time is not a luxury he enjoys.

Gaultier has defined countless best-of-red-carpet moments, from Marion Cotillard’s Oscar-winning mermaid moment to Cate Blanchett’s sculpted silk lilac Golden Globes gown. He has created looks for celebrities as diverse as Boy George, George Michael, Lady Gaga, Rihanna and Beyonce, but his favorite collaboration remains his work for Madonna, cone bras and all, a relationship dating back to the red carpet of Desperately Seeking Susan.

THR spoke with Gaultier about how he sees his work as a documentary of the times, and why his upcoming couture show will pay tribute to his original inspiration: the cabaret.

How did cinema originally inspire you to become a fashion designer?

The first thing I saw that shocked me in a good way: I was 9 years old, and they were showing a cabaret premiere on TV — Folies Bergere, which is kind of like the Ziegfeld Follies. What I found beautiful was the costumes. So I sketched them, and I dressed my teddy bear, because I didn’t have a doll, like Folies Bergere, with feathers, outfits and everything. For two years now, I have been preparing my own cabaret runway show, inspired by Folies Bergere. I am very excited to bring it to life.

The other key moment for me was when I was 13, I saw the movie Falbalas, a grand movie from the ’40s by Jacques Becker. It was showing the world of haute couture, the fittings, the muses, these people walking with the lights and the audience looking at it. It was beautiful. And I said, “Oh, I want to do that,” custom fitting, and so on.

And how did this translate to your own work?

Always in my shows I should say I make kind of a cinematography. I try to find a character of the time, of the period, not to take a professional model but maybe a new girl, a girl with character. So I chose them like that. My shows are like a little scene, more like a documentary, showing the reality of the day.

It was in ’76 that I did my first collection. At that time, I was feeling very close to what was happening more in London, not the fashion scene, but the scene of what was happening in music, etc. I remember Farida Khelfa, I remember she was walking down the runway chewing gum. The models asked me how they should walk and I said, “Don’t walk like a model. Just be yourself.” And the reaction at the time was, “Oh, my God — they don’t even know how to walk!” They were very of the time, very much strong girls.

In my fourth show, I asked the queen of French punk, Edwige Belmore, to sing in playback “My Way,” like Sid Vicious. And someone came up to me after the show and said, “But you will never sell clothes if you do things like that.” And I didn’t care. I was trying to do clothes that were wearable with the feeling of the time without analyzing it, because I was surrounded by girls that were inspiring me.

You’re known for so many iconic pieces, from male skirts to cone bras. Why don’t we see so many statement pieces in fashion today?

I think because they want to sell. I was lucky because I was on my own. I started with nothing, so I didn’t have somebody telling me do this, do that. I was free. I love to be free, which is why I make my shows how I want. And now you see there is a movement for men to wear skirts in the U.K.

But I sold a lot of clothes, in the ‘80s and ‘90s, but doing it my way. I think there are other designers who earn a lot of money, but they are employees. Fashion is a moment. The fact that I am still in it is kind of a miracle. I have no complaints.

Do you think your fashion has helped people feel more comfortable to be themselves?

I hope so. I don’t know if it did, but even if it did for one person, I am very happy. I should say that I was lucky, because my grandmother made me accept myself. And she did in a very natural way, so I only realized she was helping me only 20, 30 years after. I didn’t realize it, but she was doing things that let me do and express myself completely.

Also another thing, when I started in fashion I knew that, for example, [Pierre] Berge was with Yves St. Laurent, and so when I went into fashion I thought that since I was like them, maybe I would be accepted. I felt it was natural. So I was lucky.

Some people sometimes tell me that I never get to the demonstrations, like the gay demonstrations, but I say yes, when I do my show, I show it. I don’t make a show for gays, no — I make a show for a lot of people, different people. And what I show is different kinds of people, men, women, different sexualities, different religions, it’s all that.

Who has been your favorite person to dress?

Each time the story is personal, so each time for me it is good. But with Madonna it was different, because we were exactly the same. It was truly incredible. She was a little like the girl I was inspired by when I started, at the same time masculine and feminine, always fighting like that, but in a soft way, and nice way, and charming way. It was a fabulous experience.

In the ’80s, she was at that time buying her own clothes. Now they don’t do that anymore. So she had two of my dresses in ’85 for the Desperately Seeking Susan premiere, one for the afternoon and one for the evening, the dress with the suspenders. One time she had done a copy of mine, in black satin with pom-poms. I saw her and I didn’t say, “Don’t copy my dress,” but I said, “If you want it, I can do it for you.”

There was only one look I created for her that she didn’t take. It was inspired by And God Created Woman, that scene where Bridget Bardot is on the beach, very wet, very sexy in a shirt dress. From that I was thinking Madonna, but like a virgin, the real Virgin Mary with a veil, in the shower. She loved the idea, but they said be careful. The contract with Pepsi-Cola was almost canceled because she did the video and it would have been too much.

Do you think it’s important in your work to not take yourself too seriously?

I think it’s important in life. Honestly, I accept only the projects where I feel I will have fun.

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