To Be Fair, I Don't Make It Easy.

Eve Meyer

Happy 95th birthday to Angela Lansbury, who was born Oct. 16, 1925, in London. An acting legend on stage, TV, and film, here’s some photos from her extraordinary life. Photo captions. 1. A glamorous portrait from her time as a contract player for MGM. 2. Lansbury in her first screen role as conniving maid Nancy in Gaslight (1944). Lansbury received her first Academy Award nomination for this performance. 3. Lansbury in one of her fabulous costumes for The Harvey Girls (1946). 4. Lansbury and her good friend Hurd Hatfield at Hollywood landmark Schwab’s Pharmacy. Hatfield and Lansbury appeared together in The Picture of Dorian Gray (1945). 5. Lansbury received her third Oscar nomination for playing Laurence Harvey’s fearsome mother in the political thriller The Manchurian Candidate (1962). 6. Lansbury and her fellow TV/stage legend Bea Arthur rehearsing a number for Mame.

Magenta?

just realized I never posted this

this is the best picture of me that exists

Yes.

That is a seriously romantic font, it suggests a phantasmagoria.

As renowned as the Blue Note Sleeves are, that cover from Impulse steals this show. It's a great album too. 🎼🎼🎶🎺 🎷 🎹🎶🎼🎼

There is so much great music in the world, but there is nothing like the worlds of music in jazz.

Smoking Jazz Smokers

Lest We Forget On Remembrance Day

Willie and Joe by Bill Mauldin

It will continue down this trajectory inexorably for the remaining years.

The Life Aquatic With Steve Zissou (2004) dir. Wes Anderson

prude isnt a label like "dumbass" its a condemnation of any girl who doesnt act in alignment with the standard of beauty. wrap your head around it

no, it's not, you're just oversensitive to any criticism and somehow have been raised to feel you should never be criticized. You don't know how to be an adult and cope with the world, so you just run around making demands and declarations. Do you know who I hear making condemnations? People like you. All day long. If you can't be bothered to learn the language, you shouldn't speak. Prude is not a gendered word, it can be a relevant descriptor for anyone unduly nervous, inhibited and uncomfortable with sexual matters. Beauty, and the supposed standards you allude to are not relevant. See, so what happens is you walk around ranting about how unfair the world is and its oh just so mean, but no one even knows what you are saying because you can't be bothered to use words accurately--its another sick entitled expectation people today have, they think a word means whatever whim crosses their airy heads in that moment, and expect everyone to fall in line--and then they have the temerity to say that it is they who are being oppressed. There has never been a generation in history so coddled, so spoiled, so comforted with special privileges and extra care for your endless feelings about everything, and puritanical rules everywhere so you never have to be uncomfortable and what did it accomplish? Whiny narcissistic baby tyrants who can't be made satisfied, ever, and feel absolute entitlement to dictate to others. It is loathsome and repellant. And it isn't a healthy or productive way to live. It's people like you who are always telling people how they should behave, believe, talk. That's the fucking ideologically driven normative force I see in the world: not your oppressors, but you. A whole generation of personality disordered morality police with zero self accountability of their own. Who the fuck would want to listen to you? Enfant terrible. That's a term too, with a definition. G wrap your whiny head around a fucking dictionary and grow up.