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Hey so, care to share any of the mood boards and /or playlists that I'm 99% sure you have your your next gen marvel universe?

Okay, I know you sent this like yesterday morning, but you’re asking for me to share a piece of a universe that @justanotherwannabeclassic and I have been developing since…July? Which is insane but I made my first post about our Earth-6828 universe on the 26th July 2019. We have an estimated ninety-three characters for this universe that categorized as a next generation or involved in the next generation narrative. Ninety-three characters. Nine. Three. It’s insane. WE’RE INSANE. We created an entire universe over the course of a half year.

Anyway, with that many characters, I don’t think it’s possible to share everything on the internet involving them. So, I’m gonna focus on the OG team - the Daughters of Liberty. They’re the catalyst for Earth-6828 universe and they’re eleven women from different backgrounds and skill sets. We deliberately made a all-female team that’s diverse and we really have fun playing with them. So I’ll share some mood boards and playlists that I made for them.

NOTE: Please note that when I make playlists, I’m a weirdo with very specific rules. I make playlists made of songs sung by the genre of music I think the character would listen to, in the gender they identify with and I only do one song per artist. So, a character like Bekka who likes old school country and jazz, she’s a big fan of Duke Ellington and Miles Davis and Wendy Nguyen who is folksy really likes the Lumineers and the Mountain Goats but neither of those artists are featured on those lists because both characters are female and I like to think of the songs as being from their perspective. It’s really weird but I feel the need to make the disclosure.

I’m gonna put this under the cut because this is gonna be LOOOOONG. Also, if you’re interested in other characters and nuances of the universe, you’re also welcome to hit up not just me but also Shea because she’s done some amazing work too.

Valeria “Val” Richards

Val Richards is an Earth-616 canon character and the daughter of Reed Richards (Mr. Fantastic) and Susan Storm (Invisible Woman). She’s the smartest woman in the world and holds more degrees than she knows what to do with. She’s constantly working on a new degree and really hates the amount of condescension she gets sometimes from people who don’t believe how smart she is and underestimate her. It’s half the reason she’s involved with the team - she wanted to show that she and the women she works with shouldn’t be underestimated. She’s the team coordinator and is the most tech savvy. She’s known for drinking her weight in coffee, listening to Led Zeppelin on full blast and always having her hands in one project or another. She has a habit of never going to bed because she’s constantly involving herself in a project and because she’s constantly blasting music, her hearing isn’t always the best. She constantly has people repeat things since she often can’t hear them. Though she’s not involved with the family business, she’s got a great relationship with her parents and especially her brother, Franklin, who is without a doubt her hero. She’s a part of the LONGEST slowburn I’ve ever written and it took SIX YEARS for her and the team empath Wendy to get together.

Val’s Playlist: Classic and Hard Rock, this is the type of music that Val generally listens to when she’s in the lab. It features Lita Ford, Pat Benator, Joan Jett and The Pretty Reckless. I think shows a lot of her attitude and some of her anger.

Eleanor “El” Rogers

El Rogers is an Earth-85826 canon character and the daughter of Steve Rogers (Captain America) and Sharon Carter (Agent 13). She is a professionally trained spy and is a specialist in various forms of combat. Though she offered the mantle of Captain America to Dani Cage, she is very proud of her father’s legacy and sometimes nags Dani on how she should handle things, which sometimes leads to some contention between the two. Prior to the starting the Daughters of Liberty with Val Richards, she was a SHIELD agent and often known as “Espionage Barbie.” Growing up in the spotlight, she’s a gifted and knowledgeable public relations specialist and has more than a few headaches trying to manage this team and the array of personalities she deals with. Despite her PR skills, she’s naturally more introverted and prefers to spend her time with her close friends and working on her art. Though she’s more like her mother, she did inherit Steve’s sense of justice and morals while also keeping questionable company seeing that she often finds herself in some morally grey company, namely a couple of rebellious Southern mutants and three SHIELD trained professional killers. Most people often see El as perfect but she is riddled with anxiety and constantly beats herself up for not living up to people’s expectations. Before her father’s death, she was seen as very upbeat and friendly, but has been much more subdued and even more argumentative. She’s incredibly stubborn, which often gets her into epic fights with Dani and Meredith, as well as the leaders of the Avengers (Sonny Stark) and X-Men (Olivier LeBeau).

El’s Playlist: El is very much a pop music kinda girl, but her playlist comes with a bit of a twist of her anxieties, depression and desires to live up to that expectations that have been put on her. It features Taylor Swift, Elle King, Demi Lovato and Ruelle.

Danielle “Dani” Cage

Dani Cage is an Earth-616 canon character and the daughter of Luke Cage (Power Man) and Jessica Jones (Jewel). She’s the current Captain America and it’s a job she’s very ambivalent about because as much as she is honored by being bestowed the title, it comes with a lot of pressure and criticism which Dani is not great with. Due to her super strength and invulnerability, she rarely uses the iconic Captain America shield which is one of the many things she gets criticized for by El. Like her parents, Dani is tough as nails, a little rough around the edges and swears like it was its her job. Despite her short fuse, Dani has the biggest heart of them all and tends to come from a place of compassion rather than a place of judgment. This doesn’t stop her from being one of the sassiest members of the Daughters of Liberty however. When she’s not shouldering her duties as Captain America, Dani is working out her frustrations in the gym through boxing and acting as a volunteer for the Harlem Boys and Girls’ Club. Dani is a creature of habit. She goes to the same gym that she’s gone to since she was a little girl despite having a gym in HQ, she eats the same thing for breakfast and orders the same thing whenever she goes out for dinner. Her teammates often make fun of her because of this habit, but with all the stress in her life, she clings to these habits as a source of comfort and normalcy. Dani is best friends and incredibly close to Lucy Rand, who is about 85% of her impulse control. Sometimes the only thing keeping Dani from punching out her teammates and the occasional reporter is Lucy.

Dani’s Playlist: Her playlist is the perfect workout playlist because it’s intense and high energy R&B, Hip-Hop and Rap songs. It’s an ode to black excellence and being unapologetically awesome. It features Beyonce, Cardi B, Lizzo and Salt-N-Pepa.

Lucy Rand

Lucy Rand is an Earth-21722 canon character and the daughter of Danny Rand (Iron Fist) and Misty Knight. She’s a highly skilled martial artist and gifted detective. While Val might be the most intelligent person in the world, Lucy is skilled at picking up social and culture nuances quickly and reading people despite not having empathy and psychic abilities. Despite having great tragedy in her life and losing her parents at a young age, she’s a very positive person who tends to do her best to make any difficult situation manageable. Lucy’s anger rarely comes out but when it does, it usually is when people disregard the sacrifice her parents made. Though privately, she’s very upset with them for not being there for the major events in her life and though Luke Cage and Jessica Jones had a big hand in raising her, they are not her parents. She has a permanent job at handling Dani’s short fuse but she wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world. Like Dani, Lucy is very involved the community, but she has a lot of other outlets including knitting hats and managing the Instagram of her favorite little gremlin - her hairless cat Dobby. Lucy is the type of person who tends to put the focus on everyone but herself, something that the team does their best to curb. Very rarely is Lucy in any photos, mainly because she’s normally the one taking them. While she’s not field commander like Dani and El, she’s certainly the team negotiator when it comes to arguments. Needless to say with the amount of big personalities on the team, there is a fair share of fights she needs to break up and while Dani might be her best friend, Lucy’s most trusted companion is her jumbo sized bottle of migraine reliever pills.

Lucy’s Playlist: Like Dani’s playlist, Lucy’s playlist features a lot of black excellence, but completely genre. Like Lucy herself, it’s a playlist with a lot of Soul and with a focus on fluidity rather than high energy. It features Aretha Franklin, Nina Simone, Whitney Houston and Ari Lennox.

Rebecca “Bekka” LeBeau

Bekka LeBeau is an Earth-41001 canon character and the daughter of Remy LeBeau (Gambit) and Anna-Marie LeBeau (Rogue). She inherited her father’s kinetic manipulation and her mother’s enhanced durability and flight. A complete Daddy’s Girl, she’s an incredibly gifted thief and has a penchant for using her abilities to blow shit up. However, instead of using playing cards, Bekka’s weapon of choice is…random objects from the dollar store? Don’t be surprised to see this chick throws weaponized plastic army men or marbles at your face. Despite her charisma, revolving door of men and natural extroversion, Bekka rarely opens up to people nor does she let people get close to her. This is a result of a very traumatic event in her childhood that completely changed both of her and older brother’s lives and caused her mutation to develop early at the age of eight. Due to this, she often suffers from nightmares and can be seen putting her absurdly gifted baking skills to work in the middle of the night. She’s the unofficial chef of the team and has introduced the team to a lot of Cajun cuisine. She’s a proud New Orleans girl and prepared to stomp your Southern stereotypes out of you. A running gag with Bekka is that despite being a very observant person, she is a penchant for refusing to see what’s right in front of her if she doesn’t want to see it such as her brother and best friend hooking up or that a certain ginger SHIELD agent is madly in love with her.

Bekka’s Playlist: Like Bekka herself, her playlist is a mixture of old school, new old and a little bit of subtle darkness. It has a mixture of Old School jazz, Classic Country and Southern Rock. It features Billie Holiday, Delta Rae, Dolly Parton and Gin Wigmore.

May “Mayday” Parker

Mayday Parker is an Earth-982 canon character and the daughter of Peter Parker (Spider-Man) and Mary Jane Watson. She inherited Peter’s enhanced physiology and wall-crawling abilities. While Mayday has her father’s intelligence, smart mouth and penchant for science, she’s more of an athlete than a nerd. She’s an avid lover of basketball and even played two years of Division Three basketball at Empire State University. She is a very frustrated New York Knicks and New York Mets fan and is often antagonized by Dani Cage, who has a tendency to be a very obnoxious Yankees fan. Though Mayday has a spot on the Daughters of Liberty team and often works outside the team as a research chemist, she has struggled with her identity since she stopped playing basketball. While she is currently Spider-Girl, she always views it more as her continuing her father’s work rather it being her own thing. Despite being incredibly bright and formidable fighter, Mayday also struggles with a lack of confidence and anxiety. She is often makes sarcastic jokes and often at her own expense. Mayday is loyal friend and often agonizes over the fact her superhero duties sometimes make her break her promises to her friends and family. However, she’s found a good support system in her girlfriend Nancy Lu, a telekinetic member of the X-Men and in her mentor, Val Richards. Though she is seven years older, Mayday often mothers her younger sister Annie, whom she sees as reckless and impulsive.

Mayday’s Playlist: This playlist is a mixture of Alternative and Rock music. It has a lot of songs that deal with self-esteem and discovering who are you is enough. It features Paramore, Avril Lavigne, Halsey and P!nk.

Anne “Annie” Parker

Annie Parker is Earth-18119 canon character and the daughter of Peter Parker (Spider-Man) and Mary Jane Watson. Like her sister, she inherited her father’s enhanced physiology and wall-crawling abilities but that’s where their similarities end. Like her mother, Annie is an incredibly outgoing personality. With her love for pink, glitter and partying, most people look at Annie and think of her nothing more than an empty-headed party girl who does stupid shit and has nothing to add to the conversation. Wrong! Annie has one of the world’s highest IQs and is usually the smartest person in the room. She’s gifted in both sciences and mathematics. At the start of the story, she’s a student at Empire State University and is pursuing two degrees in Mathematics and Physics. She’s got an endemic memory which helps her manage her schoolwork, hero work and social life. Annie wasn’t initially invited to be a part of the team, but Mayday convinced Val and El to bring her on in hopes of curbing Annie’s partying. She’s a bit of hedonist and often does things to an excess. Since she was a child, Annie has been known for her bubbly attitude and infectiously positive attitude. This was developed at a young age as she rarely saw her older sister happy (not understanding that her sister suffered from depression and anxiety) and she made it her personal mission to make Mayday smile. Annie is a fearless girl with a big heart who doesn’t often think before putting herself in harm’s way, which unknowing stresses out her older sister more.

Annie’s Playlist: This playlist features a lot of Pop, Hip-Hop and Dance music. It’s high energy, upbeat and makes you just want to have a good time. Honestly, a good chunk of these songs have featured on RuPaul’s Drag Race as Lip Sync for your life songs. (Annie is a massive RuPaul fan). It features Arianna Grande, Britney Spears, Rihanna and Tove Lo.

Meredith “Mere” Pryde

Meredith Pryde is an Earth-41001 canon character and the daughter of Piotr Rasputin (Colossus) and Kitty Pryde (Shadow Cat). She inherited her mother’s phasing power, tech skills and ability to make epic callouts. She inherited almost nothing from her father, whom she doesn’t really remember since he died when she was young. She was raised mainly by her mother and her aunt Illyana Rasputin. Meredith joined the Daughters of Liberty so she didn’t have to deal with her brother Cameron second-guessing all of her choices and telling her to calm down. When Meredith sees injustice, she does her best to correct the situation and she doesn’t care who she has to call out. When she’s not doing work for the Daughters of Liberty, Meredith is active activist who is involved in various projects but especially on mutants’ rights. She attends and supports every march she can and her instagram is full of all her favorite protest and march signs that she sees. Aside from being involved in activism, Meredith’s second favorite activity is trolling her teammates, especially those who tend to be nonplussed about things. She’s notorious for her pranks and for playfully flirting with her teammates’ siblings to make them uncomfortable, namely Bekka. While she’s a notorious flirt, she has no interest in relationships and will punch you in the face if you ask her if she has a boyfriend or girlfriend. Though she is involved with the Daughters of Liberty and various movements, Meredith often suffers from loneliness because she doesn’t have a lot of time for herself and fostering her friendships. She’s every girl’s friend, but no one’s best friend.

Meredith’s Playlist: This playlist highlights Meredith’s confidence and unapologetic nature. She is who she is, and you can take it or leave it. It’s an eclectic list which has mixture of Pop Rock, Pop, Alternative and R&B music. It features Superchick, Billie Eilish, Lily Allen and Icona Pop.

Wendy Nguyen

Wendy Nguyen is a character Shea and I made up, she is not related to anyone. Shocker. She’s a licensed therapist who often treats other superheroes and was actually assigned to El Rogers after the death of her father. She is an empath who is capable of sensing people’s emotions and when she touches them, she gets not only your emotions but your thoughts and even your memories. Her senses are incredibly strong and she often cannot be in the same room when someone is feeling things a bit too strongly, particularly her teammate Maya Ayala during the team’s first year together. Because she feels people’s emotions so strongly, Wendy is often confused whose emotions she is feeling - hers or someone else’s. This is one of the reasons it took her so long for her to admit her feelings for Val. Wendy is often seen as a quiet and thoughtful person who does her best to make her teammates confront their feelings for both her sake and theirs. She has an affinity for tea and has the world’s most absurd tea cabinet which is filled with tea from all over the world from her many travels. She also as an affinity for butterflies, which she views as being similar to human emotions - intense, sometimes beautiful but fleeting and fragile. Wendy often wears gloves to keep herself from accidentally touching others and taking their thoughts and memories without their permission. The ethics of her ability sometimes is a struggle for her since while they allow her to be good at job, however she feels them without control or consent from others. She rarely goes out with her friends in public areas mainly because being around so many people who are feeling a variety emotions is too much for her and causes her to have splitting headaches.

Wendy’s Playlist: Best described as folksy and acoustic. Wendy prefers most chilled out music because feeling others’ emotions can be very overwhelming. However, there’s a range of emotion here because she feels a lot. It features Of Monsters and Men, Regina Spektor, Jolie Holland and Hannah Connelly.

Yasmin “Yas” Khan

Yasmin Khan is a character Shea and I made up, she’s the niece of Kamala Khan (Miss Marvel). Like her aunt, Yasmin has Inhuman heritage alongside holding Pakistani and African heritages from her parents, Aamir and Tyesha. She was exposed to the Terrigen Mists and gained abilities similar to her father in which she can create psychic force fields, however she also has telekinesis and touch-telepathy. Yasmin is a practicing Muslim and while most of the women don’t wear hijabs nor expect her to wear one, she often feels to try and normalize Muslim practices in a society that is suspicious and often hateful towards her culture. She likes to joke that it covers up her bad hair days. Yasmin loves fashion and color, and though she is often the most modest wearing person in the room, she is definitely the most colorful and enjoys outrageous patterns. She is a big lover of pop culture and can often be seen playing Pokemon Go and watching shows on Crunchy Roll on her phone. She has a massive sweet tooth and can be seen in the kitchens watching Bekka bake in hopes of being allowed to have a bite. Though she doesn’t drink, she is best friends with Annie and often accompanies her on nights out and makes sure her friend doesn’t get into any trouble. Yasmin is one of the few people who isn’t out with her personal identity and this is mainly due to her fear of people hurting her family due to the rampant Muslim prejudice in the United States. As one of the youngest members of the team, her teammates are incredibly protective of her and have actually a designated plan ready to cheer her up if they ever see Yasmin is upset, which is called Operation: Yas Smiles.

Yas’s Playlist: Like Meredith, Yap’s playlist is very colorful and has a diverse range of generics from R&B to Soul and Rap. It has a range of emotions since while Yas is a very cheerful person and absolute sweetheart, there’s some anger there at how she and other Muslims are treated. It features Mona Haydar, SassyBlack, Daya and Azealia Banks.

Maya Ayala

Maya Ayala is a character Shea and I made up, she’s the daughter of Hector Ayala (White Tiger) and the niece of Ava Ayala (White Tiger). Nothing happy ever happens to the Ayala family and unfortunately that saga continues with Maya, who witnessed her entire family and boyfriend being murdered in front of her during a shoot out in the Bronx. She took up the mantle of White Tiger and has been on a search to find their murderer. Before becoming the current incarnation of the White Tiger, Maya was a former competitive gymnast who was almost on the United States Olympic team and was working as a gymnastics coach. However, since the incident, she’s put all of her energy into getting revenge for her family and joined the Daughters of Liberty to honor her aunt and to use her resources to get justice. While her focus is on revenge, her greatest desire is to see her family and her boyfriend again. At the beginning, she kept herself from her teammates because she didn’t want to get attached, but after awhile, she became very close with Wendy, Val, Dani and Lucy. Maya has a secret love for telenovelas which she tries to keep quiet because she’s afraid of being seen as stereotypical. Despite this, she’s very proud Latina and gets pissed off when people write her off as “Mexican” or “foreign,” especially since her family hails from Puerto Rico and she’s just as American as anyone else. However, occasionally she does share her culture with the others, and occasionally makes arroz con gandules and pollo guisado with Bekka for the team.

Maya’s Playlist: This is list is a mixture of Latin Pop, Alternative and R&B. It holds a mixture of Maya before the loss of her family and after. A lot of the latin pop are from gymnastic routines she would create. However, there’s also a lot of anger and sadness here, which is understandable. It features Audri Nix, Ciara, Lana Del Rey and Skylar Grey.

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We few, we happy few who have somehow been granted this ridiculous power by our editors, have a most pressing question to examine: Which internet boyfriend, in all their regal glory, makes a hotter King Henry V of England?

Is it Timothée Chalamet’s boyish, bowl-cut king? Or Tom Hiddleston’s goatee-sporting, speech-spouting monarch?

There have been plenty of King Henrys (Hal, to his friends) before them — and there will undoubtedly be many after. But men like Kenneth Branagh and Laurence Olivier have never inspired the level of internet hysteria our beloved Timmy and Hiddles have — mostly by virtue of the fact that the height of their stardom came in a pre-Tumblr and Twitter age. So, which Hal will it be?

Hiddleston has the benefit of running time – he portrayed Henry across BBC productions of Henry IV, Parts One and Two and Henry V back in 2012. Chalamet offers up his version of Hal in the nearly two-and-a-half-hour Netflix film The King, which debuted Nov. 1 on Netflix.

The King is not a Shakespeare adaptation, while Hiddleston’s turns as Henry are – but the Chalamet vehicle owes a heavy debt to the works of the Bard in both story structure and its central relationship between Hal and John Falstaff (an invention of Shakespeare’s based on a real historical figure, Sir John Oldcastle). But setting aside the stark differences in linguistic approach to storytelling, these two skinny snacks offer up distinctly different interpretations of the iconic English monarch — one sullen and introspective, the other more brash and showy.

The real Henry V was 27 when he ascended the English throne – Chalamet is now 23, while Hiddleston took on the part in his early thirties, so they split the difference on age proximity. The real Henry was, well, decidedly not hot. Unless you’re into bowl cuts and pencil-thin eyebrows. See: Exhibit A, below. This haircut is perhaps Chalamet’s downfall. The King strives for more historical accuracy than William Shakespeare (shocking, I know). About 40 minutes into the movie, they cut off all of his beautiful, overly mussed hair and leave him with a bowl cut. Such a hirsute crime has not been committed onscreen since Chris Evans shaved off his beard in Avengers: Endgame. Chalamet, admittedly, rocks it as best he can — and it suits his boyish face better than most, but it’s still not a good look. Plus, it’s particularly despair-inducing to watch him go from little grunge prince to Friar Tuck in the space of seconds.

In contrast, Hiddleston models his natural nearly ginger locks — and, post-coronation, grows a goatee to boot. If you like your monarchs a little more disheveled, their curly hair flying free on the field of Agincourt, accompanied by well-groomed facial hair, Hiddleston wins. No question. Sure, they’re both king — but does their hair look like you can run your fingers through it with the unbridled glee of a romance heroine? Being royal is great and all, but if your coat of hair can’t match your coat of arms, what is even the point?

Hal, after all, is meant to be a romantic hero by the story’s end, wooing his new French bride, Catherine of Valois — and if you were meeting your new husband with whom you did not share a common language, presumably a luscious head of flowing locks would be a great starting point. Meanwhile, a bowl cut is just gonna leave you questioning his taste and if he might be under the undue influence of his hairdresser.

Costumes further this point and grant Hiddleston another point in his favor. One word: leather.

Hiddleston sports a lot of it — from some body-hugging breeches to an assortment of doublets with v-necks deep enough to leave room for someone to draw a map of England on his chest. Chalamet wears darker colors throughout, and enough velvet to outfit several years’ worth of Christmas card looks. He drowns in his clothes, the weight of his kingly duties enhanced through over-sized looks that make him look overwhelmed.

Both Henrys are most appealing in their churlish, bad boy days, their collars hanging open as they carouse with women and drink at the tavern. Anyone who ever had a soft spot for our contemporary Prince Harry understands the appeal of a devilishly roguish prince who just can’t seem to keep himself out of trouble. Chalamet makes the most of his brief moments of bedroom eyes (and hair) before becoming more buttoned-up (literally). Their battle garb, chain-mail overlaid with plates of armor, is remarkably similar, but while Chalamet wears his reluctantly, the weight of war visible in his carriage, Hiddleston sports it like a fairy-tale prince, ready to slay a dragon.

The King grants us a portrait of a reluctant monarch, a young man who suddenly finds a nation’s fate resting on his shoulders. In many ways, Hal’s journey through Shakespeare’s Henriad is a similar tale, a coming-of-age story about a boy become king. But Shakespeare was celebrating (and in some ways creating) a national icon — as a result, while the Bard’s Henry leaves space for guilt, indecision, and more, he’s ultimately a figure of patriotic heroism. Just listen to the St. Crispin’s day speech and try to not feel like getting off your couch and taking a spear to the French.

It’s this that makes Hiddleston’s Hal the bigger thirst trap. Chalamet has a particular gift for playing emotionally wounded young men, but he wraps that behind a sullen stoicism in The King. Even when he’s supposedly having fun, he feels more like he’s drinking himself into a haze of wine and women than actively taking pleasure in any moment of his life. And even that hurt is kept behind a wall. The camera lingers lovingly on his brooding face, but he never lets us in enough to aspire any deeply felt empathy. The internet’s favorite sad boy is somehow inexplicably just too damn sad.

In contrast, Hiddleston delivers a boisterous, joyous performance. It’s one that knows when to ruminate in quieter moments (he gives great pretty sad face too, let’s be honest), but one that also relishes the flourishes of Shakespeare’s language. His Hal lets you in on everything he’s feeling — whether it’s the breathless enthusiasm and sense of honor as he rallies his troops, his face smeared with blood and sweat; or the ungodly amounts of charm, oozing out of every pore as he romances his new fiancée. Even in more solemn moments of contemplation, when he’s mourning his father and feeling the literal weight of his crown, we’re privy to all of his grief and apprehension as it flickers across his face.

In a sense, The King tries to make Henry V more human, casting a sense of existential dread across the age-old themes of war and peace, fathers and sons. Shakespeare’s history plays are notably larger-than-life, a task that Hiddleston rises up to and even exceeds. He takes the outsized, flowery language and extraordinary circumstances and humanizes the proceedings. While Chalamet’s Henry keeps his hurt bottled up, occasionally spilling out of his endlessly expressive eyes, Hiddleston’s Hal is a living, breathing man who seems to take exceeding care with his feelings and all those who surround him.

We stan a king in touch with his feelings and capable of expressing them in poetical language, one who can rock some leather and facial hair while he’s at it. The battle between Chalamet and Hiddleston’s Henry is ultimately as much of a rout as the Battle of Agincourt — and we know which one we’d follow once more unto the breach, dear friends.

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mysticandskepticmuses · 4 years

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Being Human

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off the rack #1186

Monday, October 23, 2017

The back door lock on my X-Trail wasn't working so I had to drop it off this morning at Japan Auto to see if they can fix it. Then it was off to Costco to stock up an a few necessities. It's so nice and warm here in Ottawa that I will be able to read Charles de Lint's new book The Wind in His Heart outside.

Deadpool vs. Old Man Logan #1 - Declan Shalvey (writer) Mike Henderson (art) Lee Loughridge (colours) VC's Joe Sabino (letters). This 5-issue mini has the two stabby heroes with healing factors teaming up to keep a new mutant from being captured by bad guys. Sure, it's a story that's already been told many times but Declan does a good job of keeping the fun factor up so I will keep reading.

Batman: The Drowned #1 - Dan Abnett (writer) Philip Tan & Tyler Kirkman (art) Dean White & Arif Prianto (colours) Tom Napolitano (letters). There's a gender swap in this Dark Nights Metal tie-in where a woman named Bryce Wayne transforms herself into an evil version of Aquaman's wife Mera. That was unexpected. I like how this issue clarifies why the bad Batpersons are doing what they're doing. It's a basic motivation and not anything new so there's still a chance that I might stop caring about this story and stop reading.

Kid Lobotomy #1 - Peter Milligan (writer) Tess Fowler (art) Lee Loughridge (colours) Aditya Bidikar (letters). If I had looked at the credits before picking this book off the racks to read I should have expected the extreme weirdness in this comic book written by Peter Milligan. I remember his stint on Shade the Changing Man and what a psychedelic ride that was. This book is loopy too and it was the art that helped me power through to the last page. If you enjoy exploring odd mindscapes you'll like this.

Thor #700 - Jason Aaron (writer) Walt Simonson & Matthew Wilson, Russell Dauterman & Matthew Wilson, Daniel Acuna, James Harren & Dave Stewart, Becky Cloonan & Dave Stewart, Das Pastoras, Chris Burnham & Ive Svorcina, Andrew MacLean & Dave Stewart, Jill Thompson, Mike del Mundo, and Olivier Coipel & Dave Stewart (art) VC's Joe Sabino (letters). This 50-page epic features Part 1 of "The Death of Thor", but which Thor? There's a lot of them. If you've never read a Thor comic book this is a great place to start. You can tell that Jason Aaron is having so much fun writing these adventures and I am one very appreciative fan. Buy this book.

Aquaman #29 - Dan Abnett (writer) Stjepan Sejic (art & colours) Steve Wands (letters). Okay, things are starting to go the good guys' way. Evil King Rath is going to get what fer.

Maestros #1 - Steve Skroce (writer & art) Dave Stewart (colours) Fonografiks (letters). Yay, Steve Skroce is back on the racks and this time he's writing his own book. I loved "We Stand On Guard" and was hoping we'd see Steve's art again soon. This fantasy book is about a young wizard who inherits the title of big kahuna wizard after his Dad is killed. I thought that Geof Darrow did the art for this after turning the first page, but nope, it's Steve just painstakingly drawing up a storm. This new comic book gets added to my "must read" list.

Champions #13 - Mark Waid (writer) Humberto Ramos (pencils) Victor Olazaba (inks) Edgar Delgado (colours) VC's Clayton Cowles (letters). Part 2 of "Worlds Collide" has the Champions teaming up with the Avengers to stop the High Evolutionary from destroying the planet. Four groups scatter around the world to save lives but even though they keep the world's tallest buildings from disaster there's still plenty of danger ahead. The story continues in Avengers #673 which hits the racks on November 1.

Batman #33 - Tom King (writer) Joelle Jones (art) Jordie Bellaire (colours) Clayton Cowles (letters). You gotta read this. Do you guys have a good chuckle when you get to the last page of a really good comic book because you feel happily amused and think, man I can't wait to read the rest of this story? I do. Few writers can make me do that and Tom King just got added to the list of writers that do. Some fans might not like what's going on with Batman's love life but I think it's great. Part 1 of "Rules of Engagement" has the Bat visiting an old flame and boy, is he going to get burned. Joelle "Lady Killer" Jones did a wonderful job showing the men folk back at the mansion and made my heart swoon with her rendition of Selina. I wish the word balloon person hadn't screwed up on the last page, otherwise this issue was a perfect read.

Sherlock Frankenstein and the Legion of Evil #1 - Jeff Lemire (writer) David Rubin (art, colours & letters). This spin-ff of Black Hammer is worth checking out if you like that mystery about a team of old super heroes. This story focuses on their super villain enemies and follows Black Hammer's daughter as she goes searching for her father. Jeff Lemire is every bit as clever as Alan Moore at creating neat super characters when Alan was doing America's Best Comics.

Ms. Marvel #23 - G. Willow Wilson (writer) Diego Olortegui (art) Ian Herring (colours) VC's Joe Caramagna (letters). Remember the time when Kamala went to Karachi and had a team up with a hero there? Guess who's in Jersey City and attending her high school now? I'm glad Willow did the conversion to metric on the runaway train's speed. I didn't have a sense of what 25 miles per hour feels like. 40 kilometres per hour I get. This was a great way to have the two heroes commiserate while the train rolls along.

Wonder Woman #32 - James Robinson (writer) Sergio Davila (pencils) Scott Hanna & Mark Morales (inks) Romulo Fajardo Jr. (colours) Saida Temofonte (letters). I found the writing in this issue was as stilted as a bad soap opera script. I don't like how the relationship between Wonder Woman and Steve Trevor is portrayed. I hate that he calls her "angel". I will read the next issue to find out more about Diana's "brother" Jason and to see Emanuela Lupacchino drawing her first issue of this series.

Groo: Play of the Gods #4 - Sergio Aragones & Mark Evanier (writers) Sergio Aragones (art) John Ercek & Tom Luth (colours) Stan Sakai (letters). And so another great Groo mini ends. This time the last laugh was on the gods.

Superman #33 - Peter J. Tomasi & Patrick Gleason (writer) Doug Mahnke (pencils) Jaime Mendoza (inks) Wil Quintana (colours) Rob Leigh (letters). "Imperius Lex" starts here. With baby Darkseid missing, Apokalips needs a new ruler and it has chosen Lex Luthor. But Lex is a good guy now, right? Maybe he'll find a way to change the Parademons into minions. I like that Lois and Jon are in this story too.

Incredible Hulk #709 - Greg Pak (writer) Greg Land (pencils) Jay Leisten (inks) Frank D'Armata (colours) VC's Cory Petit (letters). "Return To Planet Hulk" starts here. Not to worry, they haven't resurrected Bruce Banner (yet). This time it's Amadeus "The Totally Awesome Hulk" Cho crash landing on the planet. There's no holding back when the kid unleashes the junk in the trunk as he battles a tribe of bad guys. All hail the Green Scar. This is a refreshing change of pace.

Super Sons #9 - Peter J. Tomasi (writer) Jorge Jimenez & Carmine Di Giandomenico (art) Alejandro Sanchez & Ivan Plascencia (colours) Rob Leigh (letters). "Planet of the Capes" ends here. I much preferred the art of Jorge Jimenez over that of Carmine Di Giandomenico. Carmine's kids don't look like kids.

Wonder Woman Conan #2 - Gail Simone (writer) Aaron Lopresti (pencils) Matt Ryan (inks) Wendy Broome (colours) Saida Temofonte (letters). There's a #MeToo moment in this issue that I found was unnecessary that made me feel disappointed because this is written by a woman. The crew threatening Diana that way wasn't needed for Conan to be any more protective than he already was. I wondered if it was put in just to titillate male readers or to point out that most men are scum. I did like how the crow girls dealt with the wine besotted pervert in the stands though.

Invincible Iron Man #593 - Brian Michael Bendis (writer) Stefano Caselli & Alex Maleev (art) Marte Gracia & Alex Maleev (colours) VC's Clayton Cowles (letters). "The Search for Tony Stark" starts here. Get everything you need to know to start reading this series. It's the rebirth of one of Marvel's iconic super heroes so join us long time shellhead fans and buckle up for a wild ride.

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Puma, Balmain and Cara Delevingne Unveil their first-ever Collaboration

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This fall, iconic brands PUMA and BALMAIN join together to debut their first creative collaboration: PUMA x BALMAIN created with Cara Delevingne.

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This exciting partnership takes the form of two limited-edition capsule collections, both designed by BALMAIN’s Creative Director Olivier Rousteing and his good friend and muse, the English actor and model Cara Delevingne. This is PUMA’s first-ever collection with Cara Delevingne, who has been working with PUMA since 2016.

As Olivier Rousteing has pointed out several times, there’s no modern-day style icon who better personifies the “troublemaker” theme of his BALMAIN Fall 2019 runway than Cara Delevingne. The two have partnered on several projects together over the past few seasons, with Delevingne fronting campaigns, closing runways, starring in videos and collaborating on the design of special-editions for BALMAIN.

In a collection that’s the first of its kind, three forces come together: the irrepressible spirit of Cara Delevingne, the luxurious sensibilities of BALMAIN, and the performance heritage of PUMA. This new collection stands at the intersection of sport and fashion, with pieces inspired by traditional boxing gear and infused with Parisian couture. Bra tops, boxing shorts, and sneakers are elevated with a stark color palette, hits of gold, and design elements straight out of BALMAIN’s atelier.

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One collection of footwear, apparel and accessories, produced by PUMA, will be carried in the brand’s own stores and puma.com, as well as at select independent retailers. BALMAIN will also carry a selection of items from this line in its own boutiques. Another collection of six items, produced and distributed by BALMAIN, will be shown as part of the Parisian house’s Spring 2020 designs and carried at BALMAIN addresses worldwide, as well as online, at Balmain.com. Select retail partners will also carry items from the collection.

Olivier Rousteing emphasizes that this is not just another fashion collaboration. “Cara is a good friend, and this is the fruit of a shared vision,” notes the designer. “Everyone involved—PUMA, Balmain, Cara and me—was determined to create something timeless. Above all, we knew that our message needed to be a strong one, reflecting exactly who we are and what we believe in.”

“I’ve seldom seen collaborations progress so smoothly,” notes Balmain’s CEO Massimo Piombini. “From the beginning, it was obvious that all involved—PUMA, Balmain, Olivier and Cara—shared the same goals and values. We are excited to invite PUMA’s unique vision into our flagships and we very pleased that Olivier’s creations will soon be available to many more members of the Balmain Army, as this collection enters PUMA’s own boutiques.”

“Working with one of our longest standing and iconic partners, Cara Delevingne, and marrying her vision with that of BALMAIN, such an iconic fashion label, was a huge achievement.” said Bjoern Gulden, CEO of PUMA. “To be able to mix PUMA’s sport heritage with Balmain’s historic couture legacy really took this collection to the next level. We look forward to continuing a partnership with both Cara and Balmain in the future.”

“PUMA has always represented team work and empowerment so the idea of doing a partnership with Olivier seemed very fitting,” said Cara Delevingne. “Balmain has a similar brave fierceness to their brand as PUMA does and it really excited me to think of what we could all do together. I’m really proud of what this collaboration has resulted in.”

To highlight the collaboration, a powerful, boxing-inspired, interactive campaign, shot by Brianna Capozzi with Creative Direction by Philippa Price, will focus on both the BALMAIN- and PUMA-produced designs. Starring Delevingne, the video and photos will premiere in October 2019. The collection will launch on November 21st.

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New York, NY—February 15, 2019— This April, all hel will break loose as Marvel’s epic event from the award-winning creative team of Jason Aaron, Russell Dauterman, and Matthew Wilson usher in an event of unparalleled scale! To celebrate WAR OF THE REALMS, Marvel is releasing a series of variant covers that reimagine some of Marvel’s most iconic heroes in the style of Asgardian warriors!

Look for Marvel’s ASGARDIAN variants on these select titles this April:

ASGARDIANS OF THE GALAXY #8 by Phil Noto

AVENGERS #18 by Paolo Rivera

BLACK PANTHER #11 by Rahzzah

CAPTAIN AMERICA #10 by Dave Johnson

CAPTAIN MARVEL #4 by Gerald Parel

CHAMPIONS #4 by Khoi Pham

CONAN THE BARBARIAN #5 by Butch Guice

DEADPOOL #11 by David Nakayama

DOCTOR STRANGE #13 by Declan Shalvey

FANTASTIC FOUR #9 by Terry Dodson

GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY #4 by Tom Raney

IMMORTAL HULK #16 by Mike McKone

SPIDER-GWEN: GHOST SPIDER #7 by Jorge Molina

SUPERIOR SPIDER-MAN #5 by Carlos Pacheco

THOR #12 by Olivier Coipel

TONY STARK: IRON MAN #11 by Pasqual Ferry

UNCANNY X-MEN #15 by Patrick Zircher

UNCANNY X-MEN #16 by Will Sliney

VENOM #13 by Inhyuk Lee

X-23 #11 by Siya Oum

X-FORCE #6 by Riccardo Federici

To find a comic shop near you, visit www.comicshoplocator.com or simply chat with some of your favorite heroes with Marvel’s chatbot accessible through Twitter and Facebook

WAR OF THE REALMS: Marvel Heroes as Asgardians! New York, NY—February 15, 2019— This April, all hel will break loose as Marvel’s epic event from the award-winning creative team of Jason Aaron, Russell Dauterman, and Matthew Wilson usher in an event of unparalleled scale!

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Martin Margiela’s Paris exhibitions celebrate his personal legacy and skill

An elegant camel coat is pitted against a white wrap-dress, stained with shocking-pink blotches. The alliance between the noble French house of Hermès and the disruptive Belgian designer Martin Margiela seems an unlikely combination. But in Paris, two separate exhibitions—at the Musée des Arts Décoratifs and the Palais Galliera— are looking at the iconoclast from Antwerp.

The decision to show Margiela’s work at the Musée des Arts Décoratifs, newly shortened to MAD, was encouraged by Pierre-Alexis Dumas, artistic director of Hermès and president of the museum. “We want to make the museum more exciting and appealing, especially for the new generation,” Dumas said, as he stood amid the crowd of visitors, looking at the ripe fruit of a six-year design relationship between the noble French house and Margiela, from 1997-2003.

The iconoclastic designer, who has never shown his face to the fashion world, is known as the king of the undone and the recycled—and a revelation of what lies beneath. His exceptional skills can be seen in Margiela: The Hermès Years, which runs at MAD until September 2, after transferring from the Mode Museum (MoMu) in Antwerp, Belgium. His talents also tell a fascinating fashion story—especially in relation to a simultaneous Paris exhibition at the Palais Galliera, curated by the “invisible” designer himself.

At this exhibition, the 20 years of Margiela under his own label are not only displayed, but each procedure is explained by the designer, with the support of the museum and its outgoing curator, Olivier Saillard. An example of the Belgian designer’s work are the ‘Tabi’ shoe-boots he created with two toes, and an entire collection in 1997, literally built exclusively on his Stockman dressmaker’s dummy.

At MAD, the most dramatic effect is the colour, that juicy orange of Hermès shown against the white of Margiela, who painted every item in his studio stark white—from floor to ceiling—and even asked his staff to wear white lab coats.

But the noble brand and the imaginative designer are not always so far apart. Using the deep ‘V’ neckline of the Vareuse—once a French sailor’s jacket—the designer’s work for Hermès can look streamlined, graceful and well-suited to the women of a certain age, who appear in videos as lively exhibits.

Some of Margiela’s Hermès pieces look almost like haute couture, for example, coats with a semi-transparent silk cover flowing over fine wool for protection. Other offerings have the bizarre Margiela touch, as in a ‘glove story’ using nothing but unmatched pairs to construct a slender dress. In a similar way, the designer used a collection of engagement rings worked in thread to make a silvered gown.

Margiela never speaks publicly. But having talked to him at length when the exhibition was first presented at MoMu in 2017, I still had vivid memories of what he said—especially when he told me that he wanted to show work that had languished for years in cold storage at Hermès. “The memory was lost,” he told me, explaining that his two decades of creation, 1989-2009, just missed the smartphone and the internet era.

Now that there are two ways to look at the designer’s work, at MAD for his Hermès period and at the Palais Galliera for 20 years of his own creations, I have to ask the question: will the real Martin Margiela please stand up? And I am not even starting to think about the fact that John Galliano has now taken over at Maison Margiela, playing with the same issues of plastic, at its most fantastic, and the entire subject of what lies beneath those sheltering clothes.

The story of Margiela’s Hermès is easy to define. It is about a modern elegance, de-sexualised, with a fresh take on traditional French style. “Fluid is a word we often used—it had to hang off the body,” Margiela told me. And the effect of oversize, which he started around 2000, is evident in his own work.

Critics of the time felt that Margiela could and should have grown Hermès faster and further. During his tenure, he took the iconic Hermès’ hand-rolled scarf and used that technique to edge blouses and tunics. He also played artfully with logos and identity, creating in 1997 a way of button stitching that produced the subtle ‘H’ motif.

Yet he never experimented with the famous Hermès patterns on headscarves and neckties, although he played with hand-printing in his own label, extending the patterned effect on legs and arms.

Spread over a generous space, the MAD exhibition includes short films of the Martin Margiela shows—including the famous 1990 presentation held on scrubland on the outskirts of Paris, where local kids joined the parade. Only just after he had left his job working for Jean Paul Gaultier in 1987, Margiela already showed symbols of his personal style. Clothes apparently worn inside-out and his early use of transparent plastic were in stark contrast to the glamorous style of the over-the-top 1980s. Margiela was clearly forging his own fashion path—a full seven years before he started designing for Hermès.

Kaat Debo, director of MoMu, who was instrumental in the original exhibition, rejoiced in its move to Paris. “I am proud and very thrilled to have this show in Paris, the fashion world’s capital,” she said. “It’s an honour to have Martin’s oeuvre here. I really think he deserves it. And for us at the museum, it is always a joy to travel and see it in a different place and different context.”

“But if you really want to understand Martin, you have to see both shows,” Debo continued. “At Galliera, there is an excellent overview of his own brand. And here at MAD, we see how he translates his DNA for another house.”

The second exhibition, Margiela/Galliera 1989-2009 (on view at the Palais Galliera through July 15) is unique—and not because his name is scribbled in ink at the entrance to the grand building. It is rather the words printed on the exhibition pamphlet: “Artistic Director Martin Margiela”, it reads, above the name of Alexandre Samson, the director of Contemporary Collections.

In an exceptional collaboration, the Belgian designer was in a position to write his own history—or rather to show how he developed his fashion aesthetic in direct contrast to the extravagant 1980s, when he started his career working with Jean Paul Gaultier. From his early training at the fashion school of the Royal Academy of Fine Arts in Antwerp, he used his knowledge to deconstruct garments, revealing the hidden sewing skills behind linings, stitching and shoulder pads. He even had his mother knit an openwork sweater using broom sticks, adapted dolls’ clothes to create giant Barbies, and produced oversize clothes so enormous that they were twice the normal shape.

“He never used the word ‘recycling’—it was giving life to pieces he liked, and he loved vintage,” Samson said. “We chose the silhouettes together to make the collection he loves.”

That included a huge American mannequin from 1936, which Margiela used as the foundation of his oversize collection. Other original moments in the 1990s included the artisanal dress made from four separate 1940s outfits, and for autumn/winter 1994 when he selected five groups of garments to show in shop windows in France, Japan and New York. A later elaboration in the new millennium was to have two trench coats assembled to have four sleeves.

Having attended Margiela shows in the weirdest places—one in a ghostly, abandoned underground Paris metro station, where I never managed to open the entrance door, and had to view the clothes afterwards—I have many memories and an understanding of what made the designer so utterly original.

Margiela took us to extraordinary venues, from under an ephemeral cover in the wasteland on the outskirts of Paris to a Salvation Army depot. In 1992, the ‘set’ was not one, but two divided areas; one where everything was shown in white, the other in black. The passion with which Margiela’s followers collected his clothes is shown at the Palais Galliera in reconstructions of the compact apartments of Japanese fans who dedicated their small living spaces to their idol.

Looking at the exhibition leaves the impression that Margiela pioneered great things. In 1999, he made an entire collection out of old duvets—anticipating by a decade the fashion for padded puffer coats. His oversize outfits appeared just at the fashion moment devoted to skimpy, body-clinging outfits.

Saillard, the former director of the Palais Galliera, was the instigator of the exhibition back in 2017, when, he says, an interest in Margiela had blossomed again because of the work of Demna Gvasalia, another alumnus of the Antwerp school, who led the design team at Maison Margiela before launching anti-fashion brand Vetements and then designing for Balenciaga.

“When I met Margiela, the idea was to do an exhibition through an exhibition—showing the clothes from each collection as a personal and fashion retrospective,” Saillard explained, saying that the only designer who had shown the same passion for a museum show was the late Azzedine Alaïa.

And from Saillard, a final wise comment, as we looked at Margiela dresses cut horizontally, instead of vertically: “Young people coming here should understand that the problem of creating new fashion is not about a lack of money, but of imagination.”

1/10 Martin Margiela autumn/winter 1995 collection inspired by dolls (left), Hermès (right)

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Martin Margiela autumn/winter 1996 show

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Martin Margiela autumn/winter 1997 collection

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Martin Margiela autumn/winter 2000 collection

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Maison Margiela spring/summer 1992 collection

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Martin Margiela autumn/winter 1989

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Martin Margiela spring/summer 1993 show

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Martin Margiela spring/summer 1998 show (left), and on display at the Palais Galliera (right)

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An installation of Martin Margiela's spring/summer 2009 collection at the Palais Galliera (left); runway look (right)Martin Margiela spring/summer 2009 show (left), and on display at the Palais Galliera

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10 retro interiors from Dezeen's Pinterest boards show the 70s are making a comeback

Pinterest has named retro interiors and 1970s furniture as one of its fastest-growing UK trends for 2017, so we've picked out 10 examples from our Pinterest boards that borrow inspiration from the era.

Rehabilitation of three apartments, Portugal, by Atelier in Vitro

Architecture studio Atelier In Vitro wanted to complement the character of this 1940s apartment block in Porto, by restoring parquet and marble floors, and adding mid-century furniture.

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Olivier's Barbican flat, UK

This home featuring shag rugs, orange hues and mid-century furniture features in a book by Anton Rodriguez documenting 22 homes at the iconic Barbican Estate in London.

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Casa AB, Spain, by Built Architecture

Geometric tiles add a retro feel to this 19th-century Barcelona apartment, which local studio Built Architecture has fitted with contemporary oak cabinetry and matching floorboards.

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Via Solferino exhibition, Italy, by Dimore Studio

This year, Dimorestudio based its Milan design week exhibition on art-deco influences and 1970s interior styling, adding a room that featured a thick carpet, an abundance of plants and oversized sculptural seating.

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Padival House, India, by Anahata

Anahata took a back-to-basics approach for this open-plan residence in Balgaum, India, by arranging rooms around a central courtyard and adding geometric floor tiles.

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Tin House, UK, by Henning Stummel

This self-designed house by Henning Stummel features a colour heavily associated with the 70s – orange. Vibrant walls and cabinetry complement the external weathering-steel cladding.

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Garden House, Canada, by LGA Architectural Partners

Warm accent colours are contrasted with stark white walls inside this trapezoidal house by LGA Architectural Partners, which has been optimised for framing its owner's art collections.

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Oscar Freire apartment, Brazil, by Claudia Bresciani and Júlia Risi

An eclectic mix of furniture and plants feature in this open-plan home and studio for a São Paulo-based illustrator, which has had its original flooring restored by Claudia Bresciani and Júlia Risi.

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Casa Flora, Italy, by Diego Paccagnella

This holiday apartment by Diego Paccagnella combines contemporary furniture with elements of a traditional Venetian house, employing dark wood, jewel-toned ornaments and tropical plants.

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Jackie Bar, Finland, by Studio Joanna Laajisto

Designed to reference a 1970s Milanese bar, this Helsinki interior by Studio Joanna Laajisto features a palette of dark green paint, tan leather upholstery, dark woods and marble.

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Pinterest names watercolour prints and 1970s furniture as top interiors trends for 2017

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My Happy Ending

I wrung my excessively sweaty hands. The few blonde wisps that were hair sprayed stark and stiff were now limp and stuck to my forehead. Pain soared through my spine, extending upward, vertebrae by vertebrae, until it reached my head, where it threatened to send me to the hospital. My left hand was gripping tightly onto my right wrist, in a failed attempt to control the erratic shaking. It was beginning to get late and it would take over an hour to get home in the traffic. By the time I reach home, my daughter Sylvia would already be asleep like she always is. Despite my consistent efforts to expedite the filming time, it was incredibly difficult for me to get home before Sylvia goes to bed. While my thoughts strayed to home, Jack, the director, was jabbering excitedly about the next scene to me, pointing out props here and there, and exuding the same enthusiasm that I once held for acting.

After almost 12 years in the film industry, I am still trying to survive. Because that’s all I’m doing. I’m only surviving, just as I was when I was a penniless eighteen year old. I was a no- name budding actress when I was chosen to be the star of Hitchcock’s romance thriller, Stay. I was a young girl with doe eyes, willing and ready to act in whatever I was offered. It wasn’t exactly a shock that I received the part; what was surprising was the fame that I was able to garner from this one picture. My fantastical envisions of having my face plastered on blown up posters and bright lights and money were becoming real and tangible things. Grace Turner became a household name. I became an icon among adolescent girls and a paragon of the dream girl among the guys. I was immediately signed to a film company and more offers were practically thrown at me. I was the best of the best. I was the crème de la crème. I was America’s sweetheart. I was happy. Unfortunately, happiness fades. Or at least, the thing that once enticed it no longer produces the same effect. The present is a dull mark when compared with the past. I want to disappear. I want to erase my name and identity from the minds of the millions of people who watch these absurd movies. I want the screaming fanatics to stop hailing my name and hail someone else’s. I want the blinding spotlight to dim black so that I could put an end to those ceaseless, unresting eyes that scrutinize my every move.

I am on the edge of the cliff, hanging on by a single branch with an ever-growing splinter in the soft wood that deepens each year. My looming future stares at me dead below- laughing, cackling. If you blink, you would miss it. Squint your eyes and it’d become clear. The overwhelming laughter stems from a collective mass of people below. Their faces are devoid of human characteristics, and their only purpose is to satisfy an insatiable greed. I am tasked with the endless job of trying to satisfy these faceless hoards of people. This usually comes in the form of a press conference or a photo-shoot or another picture where I play the role of another hopeless blonde romantic with a happy ending (something Hollywood already has enough of). But, when I look up, something else stares at me. I see Sylvia, bright and shining with that beautiful brown glint in her hazel eyes. Her strawberry blonde hair frames her small face neatly and she seems to have an iridescent glow all around her. The small dash of freckles on her cheeks slowly moves upward as she smiles at me. If I concentrate on her face, the cruel taunts and jibes of all those below the cliff fade out until it is nothing more than a soft ringing.

While I was riveted in my thoughts and the lingering pain, Jack continued to explain the details of the next scene to me. It had something to do with me finally realizing I love this guy or whatever.

“Jack, my apologies, but I really must be getting home soon. We agreed to a set time for me to leave. My daughter is waiting at home and I really must go.”

Jack looked at me confused for a minute and opened his mouth to say something. Then, as if his thoughts had been filtered and adjusted, he stopped and closed his mouth immediately. He nodded slowly before saying, “Yeah, Grace. We’re almost done. It’s just I really want to finish this scene and use this momentum we have going on right now. So what you’re going to do after you say this line is...”

Once again, Jack began to ramble and fall back into his world- a world where he lives, breathes and thinks about films only. Suddenly, Jack’s high pitched voice was replaced by a familiar, low, husky one that caused me to look up. There, about fifteen feet away, stood my husband, Gregory Olivier. Correction: my ex-husband. Double Correction: my soon-to-be ex- husband. I stood there, dressed in this Renaissance pinafore, staring intently at the script in my hands, as if I could somehow yield it to make me disappear. From the corner of my eye, I watched him as others from the set began to recognize him; they pointed towards me, directing his attention to this girl who he was still, as of this moment, legally supposed to call “wife”. He walked with a swagger to each step, swaying one arm casually on his left side and pushing his dark hair back with his right hand. From the look of his tight, pursed lips, I could have seen that he was irritated. As he approached and the distance between the two of us slowly lessened, I felt the tension slowly build up inside of me. I knew he wanted to discuss the separation of our financial assets; In fact, that was why we were getting a divorce in the first place. I didn’t care about any of the unfaithful acts I know he committed; even before we were married, I was aware of the numerous, younger ladies he hung around. Admittedly, I, myself could not plead to be the most faithful of wives. There were affairs then and there are affairs now, but that has always been the common variable in my life, whether it was him cheating or me cheating. No, I was less concerned about infidelity than I was about his imprudent use of my money.

As a painter, he didn’t bring that much income home, but again, I wasn’t so concerned about that part either. It was the fact that he managed to spend hundreds of thousands of dollars in a single week when he only made three thousand a month. It was his disgusting habit of getting overly inebriated every single night and waking up at the crack of midday. It was the luxurious parties that he threw for people who wouldn’t give him a second glance. When I finally confronted him about the accumulating bills, he blew up at me. The typical excuses were thrown around: I was never at home; I spent just as much money as he does; he’s “working” on a new piece. After arguing for five more hours and realizing the futility of continuing on, I ended the conversation by stating that I wanted a divorce. That was when he shut up- for the first day at least. The following day, he showed up onset with a lawyer. Let me rephrase that: he showed up at my work place, with his lawyer, flailing and red-eyed, to talk about why he should get the Ford Cortina and why I should get the Ford Granada instead. That was a pivotal moment in my decision to actually get the divorce. I was so exhausted of having to care for a man-child. He threw tantrums. He refused to admit any type of wrongdoing on his part- it was always my fault. I had to run behind him, constantly picking up his slack while trying to maintain my own sanity. Suddenly, in the middle of my own mental rant, I noticed that Gregory was standing in front me. His tall stature caused him to look down at me and any sort of remaining confidence I had left vaporized into thin air. His piercing, cold blue eyes dug into my skin and lingered there. I brushed my arms lightly, as if it could get rid of the crawling feeling, but to no avail.

“We need to talk,” he said reaching for my arm, ready to pull me into the nearest dressing room.

“Okay,” I said, dodging his outreaching arm and began striding towards my dressing room. He followed behind me; our footsteps moved in sync and the sound of our heels hitting the ceramic tile echoed throughout the hallway. Click clack. Click clack. With every step, I felt my heart speed up drastically. When we reached, I opened the door and let him in first before walking in and shutting it behind me.

“A “Mr. Smith” contacted me today. He said you wanted to keep the Malibu beach house and the ranch in Texas. Grace, you know that’s not what we had discussed. I either get the ranch or the beach house, and I chose the beach house, so you get the ranch. I thought this was sorted out. Because Mr. Smith seemed a bit dubious when I was explaining this to him over the phone for about two hours.”

“You’re getting both cars and the Beverly mansion. I think this change might make the scales a bit more balanced, Gregory.”

“But you’re also leaving me with less than half of the financial assets, Grace! Does my wellbeing not matter to you in the slightest bit? Divorce aside,” he said making a grand gesture with his arms, “can’t we at least be respectful, thoughtful individuals to each other?”

“It’s my money! I work for it! You used more than your deserved portion already!”

“God, Grace! This always has to boil down to that right? ‘I make the money! What are you doing all day?’”, he said, mocking my tone of voice. “At least I’m at home, okay? I think that’ll sound really nice to a judge when he decides who gets to keep Sylvia!”

That’s when it hit me. We had never actually discussed who gets to keep Sylvia. Nausea and dizziness suddenly came over me, and I sat down on my dressing chair. I took a deep breath in and shut my eyes, unable to process anything. I couldn’t lose Sylvia. Not sweet Sylvia. I couldn’t leave her with a monster like Gregory. I couldn’t leave her period. He must have seen the effect his words had on me because when I looked at him again, his rage was replaced with a smug smile.

“Yes, Grace. Sylvia. Our daughter. Our own flesh and blood. How do we divide one person when there’s two of us?” he asked sarcastically. “Maybe,” he said sitting down across from me and taking my shaking hands, “maybe we don’t have to.”

“But I...” I stuttered out. But that was all I could manage to say as his words began to set in. Of course, he was going to hold this against me. He knew she was my weakness. He knew, of all the things we were to divide during our divorce, I would not give her up. I sat stiffly in my seat, unwilling to concede, but also unwilling to give this man custody of the one thing in my life that made sense.

“C’mon, Grace, darling, do you really think you can get Sylvia and all that property. I’m afraid,” he leaned towards me, and with one finger, lifted my chin slowly, “you were just too irresponsible as a mother,” he spat out. “All those late nights on set, cavorting around, pretending to be a fictional character...now that’s no way for a proper mother to behave,” he stated deadpan.

Voices swarmed my head, and it was impossible to listen to a single one without the others drowning it out. I shut my eyes tightly. Just give the girl up. No, you can’t give up Sylvia! Why are you guys even divorcing? You need to get back to work. That money is yours. With my frail hands, I covered my ears, desperately trying to make them stop. I lifted my knees and wrapped my arms around them, curling into a ball of helplessness and vulnerability. The voices advanced around me, becoming louder and louder. My heart beat right against my rib cage. My blood pressure rose. My teeth clamped down on each other and my jaw locked. My breathing hitched and beads of sweat ran down the side of my neck. But as sudden as it had started, it stopped instantly as I felt something grab my trembling fist. On the other end of it, I saw Gregory. He gave it a soft squeeze then gently extended my fingers out, revealing my callous palm. With his other hand, he fumbled around in his coat pocket before snatching his fountain pen and placing it in my hand. Then from his briefcase, he produced a fifteen to twenty page document. It was somewhat creased in the middle and a small staple held on for dear life at the upper right corner of the dense stack.

“Gracious, you know what you gotta do,” he said softly.

“I need...I need some time to read this,” I said hardly above a whisper. My emotions were on the edge of my lips. If I increased my decibel any higher, I risked breaking down right here in front of someone who was ready to manipulate me. I also didn’t have the time to read through this document; it was as long as an entire script in one of my pictures. Besides, it was getting late and I needed to get home to Sylvia. It wasn’t a school night; she would be waiting up for me today.

“You will get full custody of Sylvia,” he said emphasizing his point by moving his hand in a straight line through the air. “You’re only a signature away from having that sweet, precious girl, Grace.”

Those few words seemed to control my next actions, because that’s all I heard. I would have Sylvia. She would be mine and I would be hers. We would be together. That’s all that mattered. I tightened my grip on the fountain pen, lifted it upright, and signed the dotted line on the last page of the document. ‘Grace A. Turner’, I wrote in my distinct, crooked cursive writing. I then handed to papers to Gregory who happily received it with a smirk.

“I knew you’d come around, Gracious. You always do,” he glanced down at his Omega watch before turning his gaze back to me, “You should head home now. I’ve gotta get going too.”

He got up and strode towards the entrance, but not before my voice called him back, “Will you be there for Sylvia’s birthday party next week?”

With his back still facing me, he cocked his head up, contemplating his response, “...Yes, I will be.”

“Did you get anything for her?”

Again, a thoughtful cock of the head before he stated, “Flowers. Carnations, specifically,” he turned to look at me before continuing, “They’re her favorite.”

I nodded in acknowledgment. He nodded back and turned on his heel before leaving the room. The door shut with a loud slam on his way out. I sat there on the edge of my seat, playing back the events of the evening once more as if it were a film. I began laughing. Finally, I thought, I’m finally in a picture where I don’t have a happy ending.

After I was done filming the rest of my scenes for the day, I drove home. I had brought a small box of chocolate donuts from set for Sylvia. They sat in the passenger’s seat to my right; I drove extra carefully to make sure they didn’t jostle around too much; she didn’t like it when the frosting stuck to the sides of the container. By the time I reached home, there was still time before Sylvia had to go to bed. I locked the car and headed up the driveway, purse in one hand, doughnuts in the other. Samantha, the nanny, had heard my footsteps and unlocked the door for me before I even reached for the keys. I thanked her with a small smile before heading towards the kitchen to set the things down.

“Sam, where’s Sylvia?” I asked while taking the milk out of the fridge. I walked towards the stove to turn it on. Samantha opened the cupboard in front of me and reached for the nearest pot. Opening the lid, I poured two cups of milk in and put it on the stove to heat.

Adjusting her glasses to the bridge of her nose, Samantha shook her head before replying, “I’m afraid she’s already asleep, ma’am. Maybe tomorrow night.”

I sighed sadly. I had really hoped to see her before bedtime. Between interviews and premieres and travelling, I hardly saw her. I decided to go check on her; she probably just laid there wide awake, waiting for the minute I got home. “Watch the milk, Sam. I’m going to go check on her really quick.”

“No! Just...wait. Let me go,” she burst out. “No, it’s okay. I can go,” I urged her slowly.

“No! Miss, please...,” she said cautiously, fumbling for words. She avoided eye contact with me as she pushed her bangs behind her ears. She began to walk out into the hallway, towards Sylvia’s room. Confused, I quickly followed behind.

She rapidly turned around to face me; I stopped abruptly, but I was still only inches away from clashing with her. “Miss, please, I shall go. You can stay in the kitchen.”

“Samantha, I want to see my daughter,” I pushed her out of the way and walked with staccato steps towards Sylvia’s room. I forcefully turned the knob to her door and looked in. She wasn’t in her bed. Frightened, I scanned the room from right to left, from top to bottom.

“Sylvia!” I yelled, sifting through the covers on the bed. “Sylvia, honey, come out!” I shouted again, tearing through the clothes in the wooden closet. “Sylvia!” I desperately called out again in the hallway. Samantha stood at the other end of the hallway, shifting from one foot to the next. She bit down on her lower lip and looked towards the ceiling, unsure of herself.

I ran towards her and grabbed her by the shoulders before demanding, “Where is my daughter?”

She blinked and a single tear cascaded down her painted red cheeks. That was when a thought hit me, “Samantha...Sylvia is allergic to make-up. Why would you be wearing that when you have to take care of her?”

She shook her head and opened her mouth, wanting to speak but was unable to form any sort of intelligible words. Finally though, she was able to croak out, “She’s not here.”

“I know she’s not here! Then tell me where she is!” I screamed in front of her face. She grimaced and continued to weep.

That was when it happened again. Voice began to fill my head, each one competing with the next to get my attention. I covered my ears violently and shouted, “Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!”

Suddenly, one voice was able to stand out- she’s dead. All the other voices began to die out as this realization hit me again and again. Sylvia, sweet Sylvia, was gone. She had been forfive years already. I had been without her for a full five years. Samantha, who eventually gathered I understood what she meant, turned and bolted for the door. I leaned against the wall for support before I went crashing to the carpeted floor. I laid there, stiff and stoic, unable to confront the sad truth of it all. The sad truth of the fragility of our bodies. The sad truth of losing a child. The sad truth of loneliness.

I solemnly thought again, I’m in a picture...where I don’t have a happy ending.

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3 things we learned from Bayern Munich’s 5-1 win away at Arsenal

It was another miserable night for Arsène Wenger and Arsenal.

Bayern Munich confirmed their place in the Champions League quarterfinals on Tuesday, winning 5-1 away at Arsenal to seal a huge 10-2 aggregate victory. Theo Walcott gave the Gunners the lead on the night, though second half goals from Robert Lewandowski, Arjen Robben and Douglas Costa, and a brace from Arturo Vidal, completed a successful comeback for the Bavarian juggernaut.

In spite of their eventual capitulation, Arsenal were in the ascendancy early on, and only some quick thinking from Manuel Neuer prevented Walcott from giving the Gunners the lead after 10 minutes. As it was, he had to wait until midway through the opening period to net the game’s first goal, lashing into the roof of the Bayern net from a narrow angle.

The hosts continued to dictate the flow of the game, and Walcott went close to adding a second within a quarter-hour; unfortunately for the winger, he could only hit the side netting.

But Arsenal could certainly be pleased with their first half efforts, with Bayern having only threatened when Lewandowski swiped at an Robben cross in uncharacteristically clumsy fashion with just over five minutes remaining. By and large, the Bavarians had been second best, even if their aggregate lead remained a comfortable one.

Arsenal started the second half as they’d finished the first, and almost reduced their deficit further within three minutes of the restart. Unfortunately for the Gunners, Olivier Giroud failed to test Neuer after meeting an inviting Aaron Ramsey cross, the ball sailing comfortably off target.

The miss was made to look all the more costly within a few minutes, when Laurent Koscielny clumsily tripped Lewandowski in the penalty area. The defender was subsequently sent off, and the Polish striker gleefully accepted the opportunity to score from the spot. Any slim hopes that Arsenal had of getting back into the tie were ended in one fell swoop.

Goals change games, but red cards change them even more; from there it was entirely a damage limitation exercise for Arsenal, and not an especially successful one. It took just over 10 minutes for the Bavarians to take the lead on the night, with Robben slotting beyond Ospina from close range after a neat one-two with Lewandowski.

Bayern went close to adding a swift third, when substitute Douglas Costa worked a low cross into the area for Lewandowski, only for the striker to slide the ball against the Arsenal post. The Brazilian thus took it upon himself to inflict further damage, cutting inside off the right and curling beyond Ospina to add Bayern’s third.

Worse was still to come for Arsenal. A calamitous giveaway from Arsenal defender Shkodran Mustafi allowed Xabi Alonso to send Arturo Vidal through to chip over the goalkeeper and into the back of the net. It was the first of two goals in five minutes for the Chilean, whose second came in embarrassingly easy fashion. A simple through ball sent Costa through, with the winger squaring for Vidal to slot into an empty net.

Only then, with Bayern 10-2 up on aggregate, did Arsenal’s humiliation finally end. The pressure continues to mount on Arsène Wenger.

Arsenal: David Ospina; Nacho Monreal, Laurent Koscielny, Shkodran Mustafi, Héctor Bellerín; Granit Xhaka, Aaron Ramsey (Francis Coquelin 72’); Alexis Sánchez (Lucas Pérez 73’), Alex Oxlade-Chamberlain, Theo Walcott; Olivier Giroud (Mesut Özil 72’).

Goals: Walcott (20’).

Red cards: Koscielny (54’).

Bayern Munich: Manuel Neuer; David Alaba, Mats Hummels, Javi Martínez, Rafinha; Arturo Vidal, Xabi Alonso; Franck Ribéry (Joshua Kimmich 79’), Thiago Alcântara (Renato Sanches 79’), Arjen Robben (Douglas Costa 71’); Robert Lewandowski.

Goals: Lewandowski (pen. 55’), Robben (68’), Douglas Costa (78’), Vidal (80’, 85’).

3 Things

1. Bayern weren’t great, but didn’t need to be

It’s a damning indictment of the late Arsène Wenger-era Arsenal that Bayern could turn in such an average performance at the Emirates and still run out 5-1 winners. Though Laurent Koscielny’s harsh red card certainly exacerbated matters, the utter defensive ineptitude the Gunners subsequently showed was suggestive of a team who’ve completely lost the will to fight for their manager. Bayern scored five goals in this match, but any competent team would’ve had scant problem notching a hatful against such a ragtag bunch. Wenger’s future is looking more uncertain by the day.

2. Danny Welbeck and Arsenal are a match in misfortune

Realistically it wouldn’t have made any difference, but Arsenal’s chances certainly weren’t helped by the late withdrawal of striker Danny Welbeck. Initially included in Arsène Wenger’s starting lineup, Welbeck was replaced before kickoff by the ineffectual Olivier Giroud. It was the most Arsenal of Arsenal moments. According to the player’s Twitter, it was however illness — and not injury — that caused his absence. Given that he’s only just returned from an eight-month knee injury, Gunners fans will be hoping that’s the case:

No injury, no tweak, just ill at the wrong moment. Devastated I couldn't play tonight.

— Danny Welbeck (@DannyWelbeck) March 7, 2017

3. Theo Walcott will be Theo Walcott

This was perhaps the most archetypal of Theo Walcott performances. Not in the sense that he flattered to deceive; Walcott was undeniably excellent in the first half of this match. But it was archetypal in the sense that it was precisely this match — a dead rubber, a glorified friendly — in which he put in such a fine display. It goes without saying that he’s a very capable player, but one whose inconsistency at the top level will always prevent him from going down as an Arsenal icon. It’s a fact made all the more stark when he does turn up, and he certainly did today.

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