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[drakatosh]

The Quiet One in the Glass Tower - patreon

[1tgurls]

[bitter69uk]

Died on this day: that ineffably feline and insolent Siamese cat-in-human-form, smoky-eyed and husky-voiced Golden Age Hollywood leading lady Lauren Bacall (née Betty Joan Perske, 16 September 1924 – 12 August 2014). Encyclopedia Britannica summarizes the imperious Bacall’s screen persona more succinctly than I ever could: “American actress known for her portrayals of provocative women who hid their soft core underneath a layer of hard-edged pragmatism.” (When I say “imperious”, that’s my diplomatic way of saying “notoriously temperamental and terrifying!” I love hearing stories of peoples’ encounters with Bacall. See also: Faye Dunaway). Of course, I love Bacall in the classic 1940s films noir she made with her husband Humphrey Bogart (To Have and Have Not (1944), The Big Sleep (1946), Dark Passage (1947) and Key Largo (1948)) and her great 1950s films like How to Marry a Millionaire (1953) and Written on the Wind (1956). To her eternal credit, Bacall made gutsy, adventurous film choices late in her career, opting to appear in Dogville (2003) by Lars von Trier, Birth (2004), Paul Schrader’s The Walker (2007) and playing herself on TV’s The Sopranos (2006). (She was quoted as saying she dreamed of working with Pedro Almodovar). And her last-ever performance was a voice-over on an episode of Family Guy (playing a lecherous old lady hitting on Peter Griffin!). But hey, I’m perverse so my favourite Bacall performances are in Young Man with a Horn (1950) (as Kirk Douglas’ icily self-possessed lesbian socialite wife) and the schlocky exploitation films Shock Treatment (1964) and The Fan (1981). And La Bacall’s 1980s High Point instant coffee TV commercials (“deep-brewed FLAVAH!” “My favourite time of day is NIGHT!”) are camp sacred texts! Pictured: Bacall appearing in an episode of NBC's The DuPont Show of the Week in 1963.

[99yerm]

⠀︵⠀She won't ever love you like I do ⠀◌Ⳋ𝅄

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[norzyczki]

I want hair in a colour of my window frames, the tip of my powder brush, the colour of my pretty classmate's eyes, deep oaky with a splinter of amber, the colour of the fur of a cat I saw once, the golden hour tree bark, my mum's old jacket, the skin colour of the boy with a gorgeous smile, my cappuccino when I add too little milk, the best type of chocolate, the colour the old books feel like

[jazzymustd1e]

Wooyoung actually charged his silver light

[oliviakirei]

hair of my dreams ✨

[jahnemaylise]

You’ll drown in the depths of my profoundness and crave more -Ese