“I always put trousers underneath because in her psyche anything might go wrong and [she’s always thinking], ‘I might need to run away,’ Even with the longest, most beautiful gowns, she always wears a pair of boots and trousers. I like that sense of, 'I can play this [queen] but underneath, I can run.’“ - Michele Clapton on Dany’s Costumes (insp.)
It straight up hurts my soul that there are people out there blind to this woman's beauty.
So she has gray hair. So fucking what. Most of us out there are going to have it someday, and hell. Some won’t even make it out of their 20’s without it.
Tell me something. Does the color of your hair define who you are as a person? Because it absolutely shouldn’t. I’m sorry, but the very idea that it would is bullshit.
Melissa McBride, from all accounts, is a wonderfully genuine person. She’s well loved by her peers, and she has this amazing talent that allows her to speak a thousand and one words without saying a word. She’s creative and kind and a precious gift to The Walking Dead fandom. Her portrayal of Carol Peletier has transcended genres and made people that would normally shun shows like TWD take notice.
And oh, yeah. She has gray hair.
But you know what else she has?
A special sort of chemistry with her costar Norman Reedus. A sparkly kind of something that is pretty rare on television because in the absence of unambiguous evidence of the true nature of their characters’ love (and it’s love, dammit…fight me), she’s drawn you in. Admit it. Even if you balk against the very idea of romantic love between Carol and Daryl, you cannot deny they are special to each other.
And why shouldn’t they love each other like that?
Oh, I forgot. It’s the gray hair. That somehow renders a person a used up has-been around these parts. That negates any desire to have a loving emotional and yes, sexual connection with the person they are closest to in the entire post-Apocalyptic world.
Melissa McBride and her character are fucking gorgeous, and you know why? It comes from within. Don’t get me wrong. Both of them rock the gray hair like nobody’s business–I can only hope I do the same one day, and thanks to MMB, I’m not so afraid of it anymore, but even if they didn’t, I’d still look up to them for so many reasons that I won’t go into right now.
I’m not even going to address the absurdity that she’s somehow not a good match for Norman’s Daryl because she has gray hair and therefore, she must be old. They’re literally the most age-appropriate couple in theory on the entire show besides maybe Carl and Enid. They’re contemporaries. And you know what? They look absolutely gorgeous together, but that’s not even the best part. Their chemistry is a thing of beauty, and Carol’s and Daryl’s hearts? Know each other. They recognize each hard-earned beat.
So don’t come at me again with this ageism fuckery. Because it makes me sad that the people in my fandom can be so shallow, for them and for this adorable lady who deserves nothing of this.
Look at her.
Y'all should be ashamed of yourselves, and I feel…I just feel sad that this is a thing.
Stepping off my soapbox now. I can’t take the credit for the gifs of this lovely human. That goes to the gif-makers. I hope you don’t mind my borrowing them.
I still can’t believe I was Straight™ for like fourteen years, I look back on it and just ??? How??? Child, did you never see a girl? And nonbinary folks are like legit ethereal deities, how did you survive not knowing you were pansexual how
I’m just thrilled that, Number ONE: Carol Peletier and Daryl Dixon made it to another season of this trash-fire show, alive–which is more than I can say for my precious baby Glenn and so many others.
Number TWO: MMB and NR are apparently already filming/sharing scenes together–which I choose to take as a win, because hello. Anybody remember the last few years?
Number THREE: Did I mention that I was happy that our Caryl babies had survived another brutal season? Because I am.
Number FOUR: I just don’t see some grand romance with the King. Sorry. I see respect and understanding, and to be honest? I could see Gimple playing up Zeke’s side in this for drama (as if it’s even needed at this point), but Carol is so not there. You’re not going to fake me out on this. I still don’t even think she’s in the best head-space to be there for Daryl, but she’s heading in the right direction. Moving at the warp speed of a glacier, but as far as this being a mutual thing, just try to sell me this candy-coated shit. It’s not working, and all the panic in the world isn’t going to sway me. I’m fond of Ezekiel, love me some Khary, but c'mon. Three episodes of scenes versus 7 seasons of excruciatingly slow build-up. You’re going to have to pry my cold, dead fingers off of this ship. They’ve earned this, and the idea that it will be thrown over for what? Two and a half conversations and a Tiger? Carol’s already got her Tiger by the tail, babies. She’s had him semi-tamed since the Farm. She just has to decide it’s well and truly time to pucker up and rumble. No more pussyfooting around the issue, and I happen to think this is the season for those damn blinders to come off. But eh. What do I know?
Number FIVE: Caryl have made it to Season 8, and they're the last couple the Gimps has in his back pocket. Do we really think he’s that stupid? Wait. Don’t answer that, lol.