The vast majority of celebrities really don't want attention from strangers when they're just walking their dog or having a date with someone. I've joked around on here about stanning certain actors I admire, but I want to be very clear that it's a joke; by 'stan' I mean I look at the stuff they've shared publicly on their social media. Privacy is something everyone needs, and I feel...really protective, of that. <3
— Chappell Roan via Instagram
[Image description: a tweet from user Stacy Cay (@stacykay) reading: If a trans woman became the world champion in bubble blowing you'd hear some shit about male saliva density and lip stiffness /End image description]
Farmhouse for sale in the Netherlands. This is a complicated route.
a couple years ago the eric carle museum of picture book art had an exhibit on diane & leo dillon who are responsible for so many iconic illustrations. i went back twice just to see the collection again. this is a sliver of their work— it’s hard to find high res images.
[Image description: text reading, Lovely video. I have a little personal anecdote that slots surprisingly neatly into the themes of this video.
71 years ago, my grandfather took a cycling trip around the perimeter of France with a friend. He kept a diary, meticulously documenting the events of almost every day. Last month, my brothers and I embarked on the same journey, following in his footsteps. I'd avoided reading the diary beforehand, so every day I'd read about his experience at the same time that I had them myself: the places he'd visited, the food he'd eaten, the people he'd found, and at the same time we'd see the same sights. Some days we were ahead of him, some behind.
After a few days, I realised that something very surprising was happening. 71 years later, and 40 years after the death of this man we never knew, we stopped talking about him in the past tense. It took me a while to notice it, but it slowly became more obvious. We'd say things like "he's just 10 kilometres ahead of us now" or "he's over there as he's taking that photo". Seven decades, suddenly erased - an experience that felt almost out of time - and in those few days he felt closer and more alive than he ever had before. It was a strange experience, and something I doubt I shall ever have again. End image description.]
Fannish things, writing, other stuff. Often NSFW. My pronouns are they/them.
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