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When I was a senior in high school, our school-bound copies of A Streetcar Named Desire had a shirtless Marlon Brando on the front. For us Catholic school girls, this picture served as possibly the first clear hint of sexual masculinity beyond the Axe-body-spray-and-wrinkled-khakis variety of our male peers. Still get all hot and bothered with any picture of the man (pre Apocalypse Now, at least)
Audrey Hepburn photographed by Angus McBean
never seen this picture before: look at that hard-ass stare!
I just signed up for StumbleUpon two days ago and already it's streamlined my stumbles to the perfect blend of 70% food porn, 15% weird facts and history, 9% beauty tips, and 6% random nonsense. Technology is brilliant.Â
Betty White and Rue McClanahan behind the scenes of Golden Girls. Mewow!
So fabulous. RIP Rue.
I'm also using my surprise Sickie Sunday (missed the dragon boating trip due to a head cold mixed with truly hellish cramps) to start working on my sister's Christmas present. I think Ron's coming along pretty well actually, at least for someone stitching while balancing a laptop and hot water bottle on her belly. Now to tackle that mustache...
Currently watching The Queen of Versailles, the documentary about David and Jackie Siegel (the 'King of Timeshares' and his wife) first building their mega-home in orlando, then trying to liquidate it as the timeshare industry crumbles post-recession. It's really fascinating to see a slice of these peoples' lives, particularly compared with the lives of their many staff members. The Siegels are sympathetic in their way, but not nearly as much as the thousands of people off-screen (their employees and customers) who helped finance their lifestyle and are now suffering way more with their losses.
Plus, Jackie is from Western New York, so listening to her interviews is like hearing a little piece of home- all those gloriously flat As.
Just finished 4:30 Spanish workshop: so amusing hearing 20 Chinese kids going 'Hooo-laaa' at you. Especially since there's always that one kid in the back who doesn't quite have it- 'hoooo-lo? Hoooo-lay?'
To be fair, this is their FOURTH language (my smarty-pants students speak Cantonese, Mandarin, and English already).Â
My return to Tumbl-land: and a general apology for being so distant for so long
So my best-laid plans of keeping an HK blog seem to have gang aft a'gley: my all-day job combined with, for the first time ever, a social life that actually keeps me out of the house more hours than in it generally sucked up far more time than I'd budgeted. I wanted to tell the weird, irritating, and occasionally bloody brilliant moments of my life here, but I just couldn't find the time or energy to write multi-paragraph blogs. I got out of Tumblr as fast as I'd gotten in; checking once every two weeks or so to see what my gangstas are up to and what new Vivien Leigh GIFs were making the rounds. I still felt so guilty that I'd dropped off the map.
But then last night, I had a sudden realisation: I don't have to compose mini-essays, for crissakes. I could just leave Tumblr up as one of my tabs at work, and jot down the funny-ass stuff that comes out of these kids' mouths (trust me, there are gems), my general thoughts during the day, and whatever re-bloggy fandom nonsense I see too (and yes, I KNOW there are proper terms for this, but I've been out of the Tumbling game too long to remember them at 10:45 AM at work).Â
This will also let me keep up with some of the people I miss most. I can't think about my time in university without feeling like someone is using my chest as a stress ball, and even while in the middle of my Asian Adventure, I'd drop all this in  a heartbeat to go back to City Road, hop on the saggy red couch, and watch a little Jeremy Kyle with my girls. So to all of you, I'm sorry I've been such a sucky friend lately. I got caught up and began to lose touch, and it hurts me far more than I can easily admit.
But no more. Now you can relive the insanity of my students, coworkers, city life, and general insatiable desire for snacks any time you Tumbl. Talk to you VERY SOONÂ
A. xxx
Tobias Funke as a Blue Man
All you will need will be a pair of cut-offs (you can make those yourself), some blue body paint, perhaps a fake mustache and some round glasses and you’re ready to walk around saying “I just blue myself
GOB in his $3000.00 suit
This one is simple....
#yOU FUCKING ASSHOLE
This is only a few short minutes before one of the SADDEST MOVIE SCENES ever. 'Dad...dad? Get up!'Â
However, she mistook the “drowsy eye” alcohol warning for a “winking-eye” alcohol suggestion.
My second favourite Lucille bit on the show, after the ones with Gene Parmesan...
Carole Lombard, 1934
Phwoar...
R.I.P. Helen Gurley Brown
Something inside just goes mmmmm....
Ahahaha what now? Compliments from everyone I meet? Free shit? I can RUIN SOMEONES LIFE with just a WORD? Sign me up. This 'being a woman' lark sounds pretty sweet.
I made it!
Got off the plane in hong kong yesterday evening and it's been chaos ever since (both the good and bad kind). Hostel is much more outdoorsy than expected, and my jeans-and-blazer combo just won't cut it in this heat. On the upside, being on top of a mountain means absolutely amazing views of the city and bay. Today must go buy t-shirts and such, but will post soon with my thoughts on 15 hour flights. Missing home, A. xx
Image Credit to user Eliz.Avery at Flickr.Â
Last thing before beauty sleep: my favorite exhibit in the Pittsburgh Arts Museum, the Art Deco bronze doors from 1930s luxury liner the Normandie. There's something about the compass in the center, radiating beams of light...guiding you out into the unknown, with the promise that you can always find your way back, eventually.
Deep stuff. Night night xÂ
