Vampira in Los Angeles, 1954
Angelina Jolie’s dress was an expression of her kids’ creativity: Luigi Massi, the master tailor at Atelier Versace, sewed dozens of designs from her children’s drawings into the dress and veil.
The soundtrack to The Bodyguard is such an important album.
Nobody wants a limp dildo.
When you’re so overwhelmed by a good read that you feel like God has tapped you on the shoulder and said, “YAAAASSSS, bitch, I went there.”
Rose Byrne’s Australian accent is so adorable (especially when she’s saying fuck like 500 times) that I seriously do not understand why anyone would ever make her use any accent other than that one. She’s playing an American character? Fuck it. Make that character Australian.
The tabloids complain about her looking old, and people laugh at her for that. Then Madonna goes and fixes her face, and they laugh at her for that. Even though they begrudgingly say she looks amazing, they’ll still laugh at her for trying to look young. Then she steps out, looking amazing, and the tabloids go and blow up a picture of her aging hand. Nobody’s doing that to George Clooney, blowing up pictures of his hands! I look at these magazines, and I want to say to them, What’s your point? That she’s aged? Does that surprise you? Or is your ‘point’ an attempt to undercut what she’s achieved? I think it is, even if it’s on a subconscious level. And you probably wouldn’t turn down those hands if they were grabbing you under the table, you fucking idiots.