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Before there was Feud, there was Wha’ Ha’ Happened to Baby JJ?

Drag queens around the country will be celebrating the premiere of FX’s new miniseries Feud through advanced screenings and performances! See what events are going on in your area: http://logo.to/2kJuCcc


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RIP to you, my dearest Elizabeth Woodville, with you the best of “The white princess” is gone. Essie Davies, you were the best & Rebecca Ferguson. But now she´s with her beloved, Edward IV. Her king. 

Elizabeth Woodville, the most beautiful english queen ever, after Eleanor of Aquitaine. 

Another Day After the 4th of July

Edward: Oi, lassie! Where’s me grandson? I wanna pop these rockets wit’im.

Selina: Hm, he must still be asleep.

Selina: Oh, Haytham. Is Connor in there?

Haytham: Um…well…no need to go in.

Haytham: I said there’s no need to go in!!!

Selina: Aw, Haytham. You tucked him in? <3

Haytham: What? Nonsense, I just…well…you all firing rockets and stuffing yourselves with franks…clearly it must’ve been tiring for the lad.

Edward: My son is finally bein’ a real father!

Haytham: Get a hold of yourself and put on a shirt.

Connor: (:


A year ago, this happened.

The white princess has its faults,but I think we can all agree that the actors are doing an incredible job with the mediocre dialogue they’ve been given,particularly Margaret Plantagenet. I think her scenes with Teddy are absolutely heart breaking.

Enchanted Re-Cast

Marsha Thomason as Giselle // Oscar Isaac as Robert // Leni Zieglmeier as Morgan // Gemma Chan as Nancy // Daniel Henney as Prince Edward // John Cho as Nathaniel // Viola Davis as Queen Narissa 


The Spencer Davis Group - Keep On Running (Jackie Edwards cover)(1965)

Edward IV & Elizabeth Woodville 

“She is Melusina, the water goddess, and she is found in hidden springs and waterfalls in any forest in Christendom, even in those as far away as Greece. (…) A man may love her if he keeps her secret and lets her alone when she wants to bathe, and she may love him in return until he breaks his word, as men always do, and she sweeps him into the depths with her fishy tail, and turns his faithless blood to water. The tragedy of Melusina, whatever language tells it, whatever tune it sings, is that a man will always promise more than he can do to a woman he cannot understand.”

Philippa Gregory