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Nicole Kidman photographed by Firooz Zahedi, 1996

#Nicole Kidman

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The Trinity at Anna Sui S/S 1994

#linda evangelista #naomi campbell #christy turlington #model #fashion

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Armie Hammer by Kurt Iswarienko

#Armie Hammer

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Zoë Kravitz for Allure

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For all of the lethal barbs, snappy comebacks, and compliments dripping with poison condescension that first defined Big Little Lies, the show’s most powerful moments came when no one was speaking at all.

The seventh and final episode of HBO’s miniseries let snap all the tension that had coiled into knots over the weeks, somehow both suddenly and in excruciating slow motion. And no scene illustrated that simultaneous horror and release like the climactic one of the finale — and really, the entire series — when all the women stared at each other in silent urgency and immediately understood everything without saying a single word.

If my calculations are correct, there are approximately 10,000 things happening all at once in this scene. But the most obvious revelation is one that the entire series had been building to: Celeste and Jane share an abuser in Perry, Celeste’s violent husband who had, as it turns out, also raped Jane years earlier.

Jane’s eyes stretch wide with shock. Madeline, jaw setting with determined anger, urges Celeste to look at their friend and understand — which she immediately does. Just offscreen, their erstwhile rivals Renata and Bonnie connect the dots, their faces ashen and taut with alarm.

In seconds, and with the threatening man in question standing mere feet away, these women trust each other completely. It’s an unflinching instant of wordless recognition, an understanding so deep that speaking its underlying fear aloud is unnecessary.

It’s a feeling of awful, vital solidarity — one that I, and countless other women, know all too well.

Big Little Lies’ most riveting moments are the silent ones between women

llcoolade

Proud supporter of whitewashed movies flopping at the box office

videntefernandez

One more for the collection

notasithlord-blog

I love this song.

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passiivewithdesire

ACCURATE

anangstyblackgirl

Pretty sure she wore every color in this movie and slayed all of them.

Tyra Banks in 2000′s Life-Size.

#tyra banks #life-size #fashion #MORE 90S FOR YA

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sabrina’s high school years fashion

#sabrina the teenage witch #fashion

the-artificem

he looks so offended by his own clapback im crying

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ingridsbergman

sufjansontag:

i am zo much ‘appier now zat i’m dead. technically meessing. zoon to be presumed dead. gone. and my lazy, lying sheeting obleevious ‘usband vill go to preeson for my murder. donald trump took my pride and my deegnity and my ‘ope and my money. ‘e took and took from me until i no longer exeested. zat’s murder. let ze punishment fit ze crime. donald vill die. donald and melania vill be gone, but zen, ve never really exeested. donald loved a girl i vas pretending to be. “cool girl.” men alvays use zat, don’t zey? as zeir defining compliment? “she’s a cool girl.” cool girl ees ‘ot. cool girl ees game. cool girl ees fun. cool girl never gets angry at ‘er man. when i met donald trump, i knew ‘e wanted “cool girl.” and for ‘im, i’ll admit: i vas villing to try. i wax-streeped my pussy raw. i drank canned beer, vatching adam sandler movies. i ate cold pizza and remained a zize two. i blew ‘im, zemi-regularly. i lived in ze moment. i vas vucking game. i can’t zay i deedn’t enjoy zome of it. donald teased out in me zings i deedn’t know exeested. a lightness. a ‘umor. an ease. but i made ‘im smarter. sharper. i inspired ‘im to rise to my level. i forged ze man of my dreams. ve vere ‘appy pretending to be ozer people. ve vere the ‘appiest couple ve knew. and vat’s ze point of being togezzer if you are not ze ‘appiest? but donald got lazy. ‘e became someone i deed not agree to marry. ‘e actually expected me to love him uncondeetionally. zen ‘e dragged me, penniless, to ze vite house. you zink i’d let him destroy me and end up ‘appier zan ever? no vucking vay. ‘e doesn’t get to ween. my cute, charming, zalt-of-ze-earz upper east side guy. ‘e needed to learn. grown-ups vork for zings. grown-ups pay. grown-ups zuffer consequences.

#I'M FUCKING DYING