Julietgorshkova - Julie

Ravenclaws find symbolism in everything, even if it was never intended.

That’s wonderful!

TheNamelessDoll

Listen just fucking listen to me, hearing Take on me by a-ha is such a fucking trip I swear to god I have an out of body experience every time that song comes on. When the beat kicks on and you hear that “tr-r-r-ring~!” you can see it in my eyes that I know I am fucked for the next 3 minutes and 47 seconds. My limbs start grooving one by one under a control that is not mine. The synth starts playing and I’m done, I’m gone, I am the whitest person on the dancefloor, I am Regan from the exorcist, I am squidward from those gifsets, I am every person in a harlem shake video. My body moves on it’s own accord producing a disgusting and liminal performance that is an insult to God Himself. This is my fate and I embrace it. Finally, the beat dissolves and I am free. I collapse to the floor and revel in an afterglow that transcends anything I can comprehend while the synth slowly fades out.

you’d be the coolest person breathing if i hold my breath

you’d be the coolest person breathing if i hold my breath

Audrey Hepburn

Hubert de Givenchy, one of the greatest couturiers of our time, has passed away at the age of 91. It saddens me to have to make this post.  Hubert de Givenchy was synonymous with elegance, sophistication, and timelessness.  Not only did he leave a lasting impression on the fashion industry but on my own life as well.  His collaborations with Audrey on screen sparked my imagination as a child.  Growing up, my mother and I would gather on our couch with a tea tray and a stack of books.  There were several books that I would request we looked through every time, one of them being “The Givenchy Style”. Granted our copy is covered in tea stains, but it only proves how much we love that book.  He was a master of his craft and his talent will continue to inspire and motivate many generations to come.  Thank you, Hubert. Your genius will be remembered always and you will be dearly missed.

From Sabrina (1957).