she is not, however, she makes a FIERCE ally and also gives the sapphics everything they could ever want
Is Katrina Lenk a lesbian or does she just exude the most potent and powerful lesbian energy of any woman ever to not be a lesbian?
THE SUIT. THE WHISTLING. THE KARATE CHOPS. AAH
KATRINA LENK for Sing Out for Freedom 2020
KATRINA LENK photographed by Andrea Fremiotti (2023)
days of the week;
monday: snoozing your alarm clock, navy, seeing the moon in the morning, vanilla ice cream, writing poetry, blurry photographs, windswept hair, iced coffee
tuesday: seeing a cat on the street, a light rain shower, untied shoelaces, indistinct music from someone else’s earphones, empty coffee shops, denim jackets, long train rides
wednesday: pastel highlighters, drinking water, group laughter, plucking daisy petals, floral scents, counting down to a birthday, peonies
thursday: old books, a downpour, telling the truth, comfortable silence, hand holding, wrapping a gift, the smell of leather, reminiscence
friday: neon lights, sweet cravings, a little bit drunk, falling in love with a stranger, remembering your dreams, cherry red, late night showers, desserts at midnight
saturday: watering plants, childhood cartoons, a bowl of cereal, meeting someone new, waking up early and laying in bed, spontaneous plans, sitting on a rooftop
sunday: strawberry smoothies, golden hour, a soft feeling of wistfulness, lazy afternoons, 4pm naps, lofi mixes, deja vu, long daydreams, lighting sparklers
the band’s visit one year anniversary → day six: cast/creative team/crew appreciation
I think I was so weird that I was just a weird person. I think there was a lot of, “We don’t know what to cast you as.” Rather than being typecast, there was a, “We don’t know what you are.” So I’ll go over there and do some things. - Katrina Lenk
this was her most iconic moment argue with the wall
AMBER GRAY & KATRINA LENK in AGAINST WOMEN & MUSIC
her ENERGY in this performance was insane and almost made me want to listen to the hamilton cast recording. almost. but still... CARMEN CUSACK EVERYBODY
@projectbway event 01 : performance — carmen cusack performing “you’ll be back” from hamilton at miscast 2017
— you say our love is draining and you can’t go on you’ll be the one complaining when i am gone
CARMEN CUSACK as Mother in RAGTIME
There was a time when you were the person in motion. I was your wife, it never occurred to want more. You were my sky, my moon, my stars and my ocean. We can never go back to before.
Eden Espinosa and Carmen Cusack in rehearsal of Lempicka the musical.
Video
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Jimmy walks close to Ziva as they move towards the elevator.
We hear a familiar ‘ding’.
The world stops.
Ziva halts where she is, feet rooted to the ground. Her eyebrows shot up and her mouth opens involuntarily in surprise.
“You,” is all she can say.
The camera shows feet. Man feet, in formal black shoes. Then little feet jump down to the ground and start running.
Bright pink shoes with a bow on top of each one.
“Ima! Ima!” exclaims Tali, running towards Ziva with her arms opened, a big gap-toothed smile on her face.
Ziva gets down to her level and hugs her tightly. Tears of joy stream down her cheeks, but she doesn’t even notice them.
“Oh, Tali,” she says, as she kisses her daughter’s hair repeatedly, not believing this is actually happening.
Ziva David is finally free.
“Told ya it would work, Tali,” says a familiar voice.
The camera goes further up.
“Speechless. You see, all DiNozzo men have this quality of leaving women like that. We just don’t know if it’s a good or a bad-”
“Tony,” she interrupts him, eyes full of disbelief.
Her voice falters and she starts beaming, wiping her tears quickly and getting up.
“Tony. I thought was going to see you in Paris…” her voice is deep with emotion, “why… Why are you here?”
“You know why,” he answers, eyes watering as well.
Couldn’t live without you, I guess.
“Besides, your daughter couldn’t stop asking me where you were, so I just figure it would be best to come straight here, ” he continues, putting his hands on his pockets, “that’s why I wasn’t answering you. Not so much a fancy man to get Wifi on a plane.”
He casts his typical boyish smile and takes a step towards her. Ziva’s breath catches and she stands very still.
“Tony, I-”
“Shhh,” he whispers while grabbing her shoulders and kissing her forehead, “we have all the time in the world, sweet cheeks.”
They exchange a meaningful look. Relief. Love. Peace.
“Hello, everybody,” Tony waves to the team which is watching the scene from afar, “glad this place didn’t go under without the Very Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo taking care of it.”
His chin angles up as his eyes land on Torres.
“You,” he points at him, “you’re new.”
Tony looks at Bishop, and she’s casting him an amused look.
“Oh,” a loud laugh escapes his lips, “Oh, HO HO HO”, looking back to Torres with a big grin, “best of luck with that, pal. You’ll need it.”
“Ziver,” says Gibbs arriving at the scene.
“Gibbs. I thought you didn’t like goodbyes… Well, I… I don’t know what to say.”
Gibbs looks down at Tali, still hugging Ziva’s waist, and shuffles her hair.
“Nothing to say,” he looks back to Ziva, “you’re ready.”
He opens his arms and Tony raises Tali to his hip as Gibbs and Ziva hug for one last time. For now.
“I am ready.”
“I’ll miss you, Ziver,” he whispers in her ear.
“Sorry to interrupt, mon che-rrie,” says Tony, dragging the syllables in french with his tongue, “but we still have a plane to catch.”
Ziva lets go of Gibbs and they enter the elevator.
“Tap your red shoes three times, Dorothy,” says Tony smiling, Tali on his hip and Ziva kissing her cheek, “we’re going home.”
He looks back at Gibbs and the team.
Familiar orange walls greet them, and the feeling of bittersweet fills their tongue.
“Take care of them, DiNozzo.”
“On it, boss.”
The elevator doors close.
All is well.
Christine Baranski for V Magazine photographed by Erik Lee Snyder (2021)