i love new york in june

anonymous asked:

can you make a checklist on how to get into the gorillaz?? It seems like there is a lot out there and its hard to follow when i'm getting into it late.. thank you!!

Sure!!! I personally got into them by watching their G-bitez and music videos and it all kinda spiraled from there.

The band itself was made by Damon Albarn (Lead singer of Blur, does vocals and writes lyrics for Gorillaz) and Jamie Hewlett (Co-creator of the comic book “Tank Girl”, draws and animates for Gorillaz) after they were both watching MTV and they were like “hey music today sucks you know what’d be cool?? if we made an animated band” “cool we could call it ‘gorilla’ because we were both born on the year of the monkey!!!” sadly animal planet had already copyrighted “gorilla” so they just added a z to the end of it to make it cooler.

Here’s a playlist of all of their music videos/unfinished storyboards i put together (they’re all in order according to the storyline, but keep in mind that “do ya thing” isn’t canon): https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLupIZC02E6mRz_uqFp8BiLuEZ3-ZUjJZB

Here’s a list of all of their interviews I’ve been able to find (You can learn a lot about the characters from these babies): https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLupIZC02E6mT1RKRtEIu2RA4AraQnGnqu

Aaand here’s a list of all of their songs (there’s a bunch). Every one of them sorted from oldest to newest, every song after “We’ve got the power” is either a demo, rare or unreleased: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLupIZC02E6mTeUgeN3TVDF1kUgM11wlFI

Something to know about Gorillaz is that they have “phases”. Phase 1 was in 2001, when they released their albums “Gorillaz”, “G-Sides” and “Laika come home”. Phase 1′s art style was cartoonish and used very thick lineart. Phase 2 was in 2005, when they released “Demon Days” and “D-sides”. Phase 2′s art style was a bit dark and looked more realistic. Phase 3 was in 2010, when they released the albums “Plastic Beach” and “The Fall” in 2011. Phase 3′s art style was almost the same as phase 2′s. Then we have Phase 4 in 2017, their new album “Humanz” is coming out April 28th. It’s art style is the one that stands out the most to me, you can find most of the art on Jamie Hewlett’s Instragram (Hewll)

Alright, a big part of me getting into the fandom was my love fore the characters. I’m assuming you’re not a fan yet, so let me introduce them to you (i’m going to use powerpoints to explain each member if u don’t mind):

This lovely lad here is Murdoc Faust Niccals.

- He’s the band’s leader/bassist, and he makes sure EVERYONE knows that’s it’s his band and only his.
- He went through multiple other bands before he formed Gorillaz.
- He was born on June 6th, 1966 in Stoke-on-Trent, England. As an infant he was abandoned on his father’s doorstep.
- Had a very rough childhood, his father, Sebastian Niccals, would force him to preform on stage for booze money and it was absolutely humiliating for him.
- His nose has been broken a of total 8 times. The first time was from a bully at his school, the 2nd time was from his older (and only) brother, Hannibal, because Murdoc had touched his records and the other 6 times were from Russel when he got caught “doing it” with 2D’s now ex-girlfriend in the bathroom stalls of Kong Studios
- His middle name was originally “Alphonse” but he changed it to “Faust” after making a deal with the Devil in phase 1 to make Gorillaz the “biggest band in the world”. That’s also how he got his bass, “El Diablo”.
- did i mention he was a satanist bc he is
- He hangs around in his underwear a lot (especially in phase 2)
- He likes to either get naked or start pelvic thrusting in like every video, so be careful, young anon.
- He’s very crude but sometimes he can be very nice and adorable in some interviews ??? It’s so weird
- He likes making weird noises, like, a lot.
- Apparently can speak French and Spanish
- His reason for turning green all of the sudden in phase 2 is either because of alcohol poisoning or due to him tanning himself green. Jamie himself said that it’s because he’s an immortalist and his skin is now rotting but I’m not sure how true it is.
- He had a pet raven in phase 2!!! His name was Cortez and no one really
knows what happened to him but Murdoc seemed to love that bird.
- He also had a cape in phase 2 that he loved and wore like all the time but he lost it. Poor baby.
- He was based off of a young 1960′s era Keith Richards.
- He has a tongue longer than Gene Simmons’ and I’m not even kidding. His tongue is like a foot long
- His genuine laugh can cure cancer
- He had his own MTV cribs episode
- Here’s a playlist of every interview he’s been in if you’d like to know a bit more about how he acts.
- All of this sounds horrible but like half of the fandom sees him as charming and funny and the other half sees him as repulsive and downright mean so i guess listen to some of his interviews and make your decision (i’m part of the half that loves him)

This is 2D!!

- He’s the band’s singer, sometimes he plays the piano and melodica too.
- He’s anxious and a bit timid around people. He’s not that intelligent, but he’s an absolute sweetheart to pretty much everyone. He’s … a huge dork.
- He was born on May 23rd, 1978.  He was born in Hertfordshire, England and was raised in Crawley, England. When he was 10 he fell out of a tree and landed on his head, his hair fell out and grew back blue. He’s had horrible headaches since then, but his mother was a nurse and gave pills to help him out.
- His real name is Stuart Pot
- He loves horror films!!! Especially zombie movies.
- Apparently he smells like butterscotch
- He’s VERY tall. he’s like 6′1 and his legs make up most of his body. He towers over the rest of the band.
- His voice actor is Nelson De Freitas, but Damon Albarn provides his singing voice
- The lack of his two front teeth gives him an adorable accent
- He has a crippling fear of whales
- His eyes are black due to an 8-ball fracture that Murdoc gave him before the band was made when he crashed his car into the music store 2D worked at.
- His eyes turn white when he’s stressed or scared.
- His nickname “2D” stands for “Two Dents”. He’s called that because Murdoc’s car crash also gave him two dents in his head.
- Murdoc is seen physically abusing 2D throughout phase 1-3, but there’s a very likely chance that he’s going to stop and make amends in phase 4!!!
- Here’s a playlist of interviews that he’s been in
- Everybody loves him. I love him. I don’t think it’s possible not to love him.

This is Russel Hobbs!!

- He’s the band’s drummer.  He makes remixes too!!!
- The living embodiment of “looks like he could kill you but is actually a cinnamon roll”
- Quite possibly the most underrated character in the world
- He was born in Brooklyn, New York on June 3rd, 1975. He got possessed by a demon as a kid and fell into a coma for four years. After he woke up the demon got expelled tho
- When he was a teen, him and his friends were involved in a drive-by shooting. Russel was the only survivor and all of his friends possessed him, but the only one we really get to see is his closest friend, Del, he raps in Clint Eastwood and Rock the House, but we haven’t seen him since phase 1. 
- Russel misses Del very dearly, poor lad.
- After the whole shooting incident he was sent to the UK to live with his uncle.
- He’s an actual giant in phase 3 because he ate some radioactive algae 
- He loves fezzes!!!
- His hobby, besides music, is taxidermy.
- He’s the dad friend
- Here’s a playlist of interviews that he’s been in

Last but not least, this is Noodle

- She plays guitar for the band. She also sings and writes songs sometimes
- Noodle is very energetic and nice but she can also kick your ass
- She was born in Osaka, Japan on October 31st 1990
- She joined the band when she was around 10 but she’s like 26 now. I forgot to mention that the band ages with real time
- As a kid she was a part of a classified child super solider project under the management of a japanese scientist named Mr. Kyuzo. this is where she learned how to be badass. She knew professional karate at like 10 how cool is that
- All of the children in that project were deemed too unstable and dangerous, so they canceled the experiment and Mr. Kyuzo was ordered to kill all of the children (fuckin dark i know). After killing them all, Mr. Kyuzo was reluctant to kill Noodle, so instead he put her in a state of amnesia and smuggled her to the UK by shipping her to Kong Studios in a FedEx crate.
- She didn’t remember anything!!! The only english thing she was able to say to say was “noodle” and that’s where she got her name.
- She learned how to speak english and remembered her past in phase 2.
- Murdoc, 2D and Russel raised her (mostly russel tho). Noodle considers Murdoc and 2D her brothers and Russel considers her his daughter how CUTE IS THAT
- She loves Pokemon
- She had a flying windmill island in phase 2 it was incredible
- She had a cute radio helmet in phase 1 
- She also has a robot version of herself called “Cyborg Noodle” in phase 3. It’s a long story but Cyborg might be coming back for phase 4.
- The interviews that she’s in can be found here!!

The backstory is too long for me to write down, but you can find it over here! I hope i explained everything clearly- if not, or if you have any questions, feel free to send me a message!! I hope this helps you c:

Madonna, a former lover of Jean-Michel Basquiat tells her story

I am not sure if I met Jean-Michel in an art gallery or a night-club, but in those days you couldn’t tell the difference.

He had the presence of a movie star and I was crazy about him. He carried crumpled wads of money in the pockets of his paint-splattered Armani suits. Money he felt guilty about having. Money he always gave away to less fortunate friends.

I remember Jean-Michel’s tag - Samo- which was accompanied with a little crown and I remember thinking he was a genius. He was. But he wasn’t very comfortable with it.

I remember all the girls were in love with him and one night I looked out of his loft window and saw a girl whose heart he had broken, burning his paintings in a big bonfire. I wanted to stop her and rescue his paintings, but he didn’t seem to mind. He said it was their fate.

I remember him getting up at 3am and sleep-walking to an empty canvas. He stood inches away from it and proceeded to paint the most minuscule figures and what he did was so beautiful and intellectual and I stood watching him with dumbfounded amazement

He was one of the people I was truly envious of. But he didn’t know how good he was and was plagued with insecurities. He used to say he was jealous of me because music is more accessible and it reached more people. He loathed the idea that art was appreciated by an elite group.

When I broke up with him he demanded I give back the paintings he had given me. Not because he didn’t think I deserved them, but because he was obsessed with the idea that I would sell them.

He was so paranoid. of course, I was heart-broken but complied. Now I couldn’t buy one of his paintings if I wanted to.

When I heard that Jean-Michel had died I was not surprised. He was too fragile for this world.

I remember one summer having dinner with Andy Warhol, Keith Haring and Jean-Michel at Mr Chow’s and feeling like the luckiest girl in the world to have known him. To have known all of them. Now they’re all gone.

(Source:  New Straits Times - 2 June 1996)

A good friend of mine was diagnosed with liver cancer when we were in high school. She was 16. Some time later, upon hearing that a surgery had not gone as well as hoped, I sat down with my guitar and wrote her a song. A few other good friends of hers strung together some photographs to make a music video and we sent it to her to watch from her hospital bed. When those same friends gathered together less than two years later to sing the song at her funeral, the dissonance was jarring. This was meant to be a work song, to see her through the hard days when the task of healing was tiring. It was not supposed to be a funeral hymn.

In June of 2015, we as a band decided that our LGBTQ community deserved a new song for Pride Week. This was days after the Supreme Court ruled that state-level bans on same-sex marriages were in violation of the Constitution of the United States, and it felt like the whole country was celebrating.

But as we began to write, I couldn’t help but think that although we had won this particular battle, the hatred and fear ailing our nation seemed as malignant as ever.

I knew this because people were still dying.

At least 21 transgender women were murdered in 2015. A disproportionate percent of our country’s homeless youth were (and are) LGBTQ adolescents, forced to reckon with the impossible task of staying healthy and safe without a home or proper health care.

We knew that if we were to make a song that truly spoke to the American LGBTQ community in 2015, it would need to address both victory and violence.

With “I Know a Place,” we chose to imagine a place where none of us would need to be afraid. In honor of Pride and the rich LGBTQ history of turning bars and ballrooms into safe havens, the space we imagined was a dance club:

I can tell when you get nervous
You think being yourself means being unworthy
And it’s hard to love with a heart that’s hurting
But if you want to go out dancing
I know a place
I know a place we can go
Where everyone’s gonna lay down their weapons

At the time, we intended the dance club to serve as a metaphor. Then, on June 12th, 2016, a gunman walked into Latin Night at Pulse Nightclub in Orlando, Florida — a queer space, a brown space, a safe space — and shot 49 people to death.

“I Know a Place” was never supposed to be a funeral hymn. It was meant to be a work song, like Yoko Ono’s full-page ad in the New York Times that proclaimed, “War Is Over!” in December of 1969, at the height of the Vietnam War. We wrote our song to be the voice in your head that tells you to celebrate peace during wartime, because our battle is only just beginning, and one day our war really will be over.

It was also meant to serve as encouragement for our community to remain vulnerable and kind and hopeful in the face of violence. We cannot build a better world without first imagining what that world might look like, and by creating that space inside ourselves first.

After the Pulse shooting, the Los Angeles Gay Men’s Chorus led a crowd of two thousand people outside City Hall in song:

We are a gentle, angry people
And we are singing
Singing for our lives

We sang with a unified voice that cried out, “We do not accept that this is what our world will look like.” And that night, people all over the country went out dancing — not just because it was Pride Weekend, but because they felt it important not to give in to fear in the face of hate.

People came together in dive bars, bedrooms, and places of worship to celebrate and to grieve, to love and protect one another, and this gentle resilience was nothing less than radical resistance.

Today, in this post-Trump America, many of us feel badly bruised. We, as a band, understand this. We believe it is a mistake to see this incoming Administration as anything other than a threat to the livelihood of our brothers and sisters; the LGBTQ+ community, the Muslim ummah, women, POC’s, indigenous Americans, undocumented people, the working class, and beyond. At the same time, we believe it is a mistake to say that a man whose best assets are hate and fear truly represents America. We say this because America has always been an idea, a utopian concept of a multiethnic, multicultural democratic republic, and therefore its home lies in the imagination, not in the House or the Senate or in a Trump Tower. In the bridge of the song, we implore:

They will try to make you unhappy; don’t let them
They will try to tell you you’re not free; don’t listen
I know a place where you don’t need protection
Even if it’s only in my imagination

Let us push ourselves to imagine a peaceful America where no one has to live in fear. Let us continue to build spaces with our humble means that reflect the America of which we dream. Let us keep up the fight.

Let us keep singing for our lives.

ー Katie Gavin, MUNA

I was watching the Stonewall Uprising documentary and the name Marsha P. Johnson was not mentioned once considering she was a leader of the 1969 Stonewall Riots. So I felt like posting these Polaroids of her taken by Andy Warhol to show remembrance of her as the significant trailblazer that she was in making the Stonewall Riots happen. It’ll be 46 years since the riots on June the 28th and 45 years since the first gay pride march took place in New York City as a result of the Stonewall Riots. Thank you Marsha. RIP. 

Rihanna Talks Dressing for Her 'Fluctuating Body Type' & Being Body Conscious

10/16/2017 by Yasmine Gray

Rihanna attends the 2017 Diamond Ball at Cipriani Wall Street on Sept. 14, 2017 in New York City.   

Rihanna just became even more relatable (if that’s possible), as she spoke to The Cut about dressing for her constantly fluctuating body type. The “Love on the Brain” singer encouraged catering to your specific shape and shared her own daily closet experience.

“I actually have had the pleasure of a fluctuating body type, where one day I can literally fit into something that is bodycon, and then the next day - the next week - I need something oversized,” the Bajan songstress said.

After experiencing body shaming in June due to noticeable new curves, the 29-year-old took to Instagram to let haters know exactly how she felt. Her classy clapback response — a Gucci Mane meme with the caption “If you can’t handle me at my 2007 Gucci Mane you don’t deserve me at my 2017 Gucci Mane” — garnered over 850,000 likes and countless fans’ supportive comments.

A post shared by badgalriri (@badgalriri) on Jun 5, 2017 at 11:02am PDT

Because her fashion choices are dictated by her current shape, she picks outfits on a case by case basis depending on how she feels about her body every morning. “I really pay attention every day when I go into the closet about what’s working for my body that morning. I feel like that’s how everyone should go after fashion, because it’s an individual thing,” Rihanna expressed. “Then if you take it further, it’s like, ‘What week are you having?’ You having a skinny week? You having a fat week? Are we doing arms this week? We doing legs this week?”

One thing her fluctuating size definitely doesn’t stop her from doing is rocking styles “fresh out the runway,” and she encourages girls to wear what works for them. “I love to play with silhouettes as well, but I think it’s important to make sure that you wear the thing that works for your body the best, and that’s flattering.” Right on, Rih.

(source: Billboard.com)


OK so after freaked out a lot I just couldn’t believe something like this. The line up is really perfect and incredible, but to beautiful to be true. I just got so excited when I saw this that I wanted to share it without check it first.

First of all I think is fake, and I am so sorry for sharing something like this. This are the reasons why I think is fake:

First of all the Dates: for the LA concert says June 29 (this could be just a mistake and on wikipedia is changed but is really weird) This are my original images that my friend sent me

And this are screenshots from my computer with the dates changed.

Also I doubt Monsta X, BTS, Astro, NCT 127, Red Velvet and EXO. Why? because all those groups except EXO are going to attend to KCON Mexico and I don’t think they can attend to all the America Kcons, also BTS is having their tour so they are going to have their schedules really tight. And EXO doesn’t do KCONs since the first KCON.

Also the official page hasn’t announced anything about the KCON USA attendees

Also I don’t think is possible to put EXO and BTS on the same day, because of the fans problems and also because they are both strong groups, also The number of attendees is something really weird, On new York are 9 attendees and on LA 13.

Last year they announced some attendees for both Kcons in February/March, but not all were confirmed until June.

I am not sure howsoever if this is made up, or filtered information but at least I’m sure that this is not the official line up yet. (I wish it tho because I love a lot of those groups)

Again sorry for posted this without the proper research, and for spreading unofficial information, I just was very excited like everyone (Please help me to reblog this, because a lot of people thinks this is actually true)

Again, I think is not true, I want it to be true and I hope this to be true but I don’t really think so.

New Taylor Swift albums really get to me during release week, because I just look back at my life and where I’ve been and where I’m going. What would I tell myself if I could go back and tell the Meredith who lived in a world where Fearless didn’t exist where she’d be now? Speak Now Meredith? Red? 1989? There are so many different parts of my life that these albums fit into and reputation is really finding its place, which is such an invigorating feeling. When those new songs click with you, it’s like a shot of whiskey that makes your stomach just feel so warm and topsy turvy. 

I have so much to thank Taylor for, it really is overwhelming. I met all of my best friends through her, through this damned site I signed up for in 2009 because I thought it would be fun to talk to other people who were really big fans. Taylor has done a lot of beautiful things throughout her career, but bringing people together has been my favorite. 

I tried to kill myself towards the end of my junior year of high school, after a snowball of an abusive mother, a rape that stole my virginity, and never being able to make friends at school. This was a few years after I joined tumblr and established a few close knit friendships. Without them being there to talk to me when I got out of the hospital (even when I didn’t necessarily tell them what was going on), I would have absolutely tried again and probably succeeded. 

I had people in my corner for what felt like the first time since I was a child. I had Taylor. I had these friends. I kept going because I was excited to see what they were up to, what was going on with Taylor - Even the smallest thing like having Taylor name her cat Meredith was so exciting. I felt like I had my innocence back. 

I’ve talked to these friends nearly daily for years and years on end. Even when my world started crumbling again. I had to deal with my mom leaving with no notice because she chose drugs over my dad and myself, I had to deal with my rape kit being thrown out and a case not being pursued, I had to deal with not getting into the college of my dreams in a city I romanticized since I was 8. That’s a LOT for a high schooler to deal with. But I kept moving on, I kept these wonderful friends in my life, I kept Taylor by my side. And I like to think that she wanted to be there. Speak Now and Red found their ways into my daily life, they found their way into being a permanent part of me. 

1989 came out a week after I got the voicemail that my mom was dead. She flipped her car because she was driving while high. My grandparents told me not to go the funeral because she wouldn’t have wanted me there. I tried to forget it, but it stung. It still stings. It stings watching all these girls having a mom to talk about things with, run to when their hearts are broken, have a mom they can call a best friend. You know what helped heal the wound? These friends. Talking to them about the album. About our favorite lyrics, what we thought about this song, what would a music video look like for that song? I had a family that was there for me. I was okay.

The 1989 era is when I started meeting these friends. We are “real life” friends now. We hang out on a regular basis. Their hugs are my favorite because they have over 7 years of love enveloped in them. Every time. To see it come full circle, it’s just magical. I would not be who I am, I would not even “be” anymore if it weren’t for these friends. Jordan, Cassie, Kyle, Nicole, Shannon, Julia, April, Brittney, Jenna, if you’re reading this, you would be on my Junior Jewels shirt if I had to make one now.

And now, for reputation? I’m working full time. I’m a “grown up.” I worked my ass off, I moved to that city the college told me I couldn’t, and I did it with the love of my life (to make it that much sweeter). We met in a tiny Starbucks on a icy night in February of 2014 and this June, we dropped everything to try our hand at tackling New York City. Now, every night, the Manhattan skyline is the last thing I see before I go home for the night and I fall asleep next to the man that goes out of his way to prove that he would be cleaning up bottles with me on New Year’s Day. If I had read the Meredith that self harmed and cried every night and every morning this paragraph, she would have laughed in my face. Things really do change and I can finally say that I’m glad that I stuck around to see it happen. 

I came out on top because of Taylor and to see her put her own damn self on top really means the world to me. I just really hope that one day, I get to give her the hug that I’ve been saving for 10 years.

I don’t even know where I’m going with this post. I’m just really grateful for the people I’ve met through Taylor and for Taylor herself. Listening to Our Song in 2007 was one of those pivotal moments in my life and I am so happy that I was hooked on that day. It’s been a really long time since I’ve sat down and typed up why Taylor means so much to me. And this time around, I realize you guys mean just as much to me. I love you. 


Originally posted by abluepenguinlove

Pairing: 40’s!Bucky x Reader, Dum Dum Dugan x OFC Dotty

Warning(s): Curse words 

World Count: 1973

Author’s Note: I wrote this on a whim and I love it so much fvlgffbnefjnf Bucky is actually my most favourite thing in the planet like he could punch me in the face with his metal arm (or what used to be his metal arm) and I would thank him for it

Anyway, masterlist is there, prompt list is here, request are open people!!!!

Listen to How About You by Judy Garland (1941), then You’ll Never Know by Alice Faye (1943)

Preference ★ Imagine ★ One Shot ★ Drabble

War was a mean place. You knew that better than anybody.

You were an army nurse, straight out of your father’s farm in England. But simply put, you were an army brat. Your father, an old veteran, now a farmer. Your mother, an old army nurse, now a wife of a farmer. Your brothers were also soldiers of war, like your grandfather, and his father before him, and his father before him.

1939, the army was recruiting. It was not voluntary. Anybody over the age of 18 and unmarried were expected to enlist. Your brothers saw it as an opportunity to mean something – to be a part of something bigger than themselves. But truth be told, they probably left to impress the ladies in town.

Nevertheless, your brothers run off with their heads held high and brave faces, but your father was not glad. He was not proud. He did not wave them goodbye with a smile on his face, his arm was not around your mother’s waist with a look of pride and joy. In fact, your brothers had left in the middle of the night, through the window, leaving all but a light kiss on your forehead before they had run off to the save their country. Four years had passed, and you had not heard from then since.

You hated them for it. And then you didn’t, because soon enough, you had done the same thing. You followed your mother’s footsteps like your brothers had followed your fathers. You had left with all but a daisy on your bed, and a red stained lip kiss on your favourite handkerchief your grandmother knitted you.

Now, you hated yourself for it.

Your lovely parents only ever wanted you to be safe – all of you. Your brothers, yourself – your parents always said they hated every second they ever spent in war.

Now you were somewhere in Italy, far, far, away from the safety of home. You, along with a dozen nurses you soon began seeing as the sisters you never had, were kidnapped and captured and became prisoners of war. You along with hundreds of Allied soldiers.

Many had come and gone. None came back. They were taken for something. Torture, interrogation, experiments, whatever it was it couldn’t have been good. You and your girls had been there for months. You didn’t speak German, but a Dorothy did. She was your friend.

Seven months ago from today,
four days after being taken.

“What are they saying, Dotty?” You whispered towards her.
Dotty brushed her blonde hair away from her face. “They refuse to touch us.”
Mary, another friend of yours, whispered beside you. “Like what they’re doing to the soldiers?” She raised her brow.
Dotty nodded. All of you sat on the floor of the cage you were locked in. Her hand was raised on the bars as she stared at the NAZI soldiers. “Yes. Not until they capture more of us.”
You raised your brow. “Pardon me?”
“They need more women to experiment on, but they don’t have enough. They’re waiting until they catch more of us.” She gulped and spun around. “Then they’ll begin.”
“Jesus, Mary, and Joseph.”

The newest set of soldiers were American – mostly. You and the girls were used to British and French soldiers, actually, you’d met a couple of Australians along with way, too. They were all dead now. 

Winifred had already made friends. She was another nurse from your infantry. She asked them the same questions she always asked the newbies. What infantry are you from? How many of you? Any women with you? And, will there be anyone coming to save us?

On average, it took the Germans months to get through one infantry since there were hundreds of soldiers. Currently, your girls and the 107th infantry were on standby. They had arrived two months after you and your girls, making a total of five months of being imprisoned together.

Beside your cage, was a group of soldiers, none too savage and pig-headed, in fact, they were gentlemen. When they first arrived, they ratted you tired from their questions. None of which were about their safety, but instead, about yours.

“Are you ladies hurt?”
“How long have you been here?”
“Did those bastards touch you?”
“We’ll fucking kill them if they did.”
“C’mon, doll, don’t shy away, tell us the truth”

James Buchanan Barnes.
Oh, he was a dream. Mocha brown hair, bright blue eyes like heaven. His face was as handsome as he was kind. A total dreamboat, in your opinion. Young, handsome, brave, intelligent, and his smile was the brightest out of all. He became your best friend. In his cage, there was four of them left – once upon a time, there were twenty-two. When the Germans return, his odds weren’t so great.

He first met you when you were sat on the floor with the girls. The soldiers of war were crying, wailing, screaming, threatening. The 107th was new then, and one thing you and the girls had realised was that soldiers all went through the same stages. Anger, more anger, frustration, sadness, then acceptance.

And you were just about sick of it. Sure, you let them be, you allowed them to be men – to be human. But these men, goodness me, they’re anger lasted at least three times more than all the others.

Dotty’s head was on your lap, the other girls were also sitting and fiddling with each other’s hair. “I miss my victory rolls.” Dotty pouted.

You smiled softly and continued to brush your fingers through her blonde hair. “I know, darling.” Before you could say more, the sound of angry men fighting interrupted. Your words died before they were born. You remembered your life back at the farm; picking flowers, collecting eggs, milking the cows, picking strawberries. The sun seeped through your skin as the fresh, clean wind blew past your face. You’d be wearing a clean dress that always got dirty before noon arrived. Even then, there wasn’t anyone to judge you. And to past the time, you’d sing. You took a deep breath.

“When a girl meets boy,
Life can be a joy,
But the note they end on,
Will depend on little pleasures they will share,
So let us compare.”

Soon enough, the men of war began to silence. Dotty’s face turned to awe, and hundreds of eyes were on you.

“I like New York in June, how about you?
I like Gershwin tune, how about you?
I love a fireside when a storm is due.
I like potato chips, moonlight and motor trips,
How about you?

I’m mad about good books, can’t get my fill,
And Franklin Roosevelt’s looks give me a thrill.
Holding hands at the movie show,
When all the lights are low
May not be new, but I like it,
How about you?

I like Jack Benny’s jokes,
To a degree.
I love the common folks,
That includes me.
I like to window shop on 5th Avenue,
I like banana splits, late supper at the Ritz,
How about you?”


“Doll?” Bucky’s voice broke through the crowd of soldiers.

Your eyes turned to his. And suddenly, it was only you and him. “Hi, Buck.”

He beamed. His eyes were just as tired as yours, and his heart probably as heavy. “What was your mother like?”

You smiled at his question. “Well, she was beautiful. A strong woman. She was also an army nurse, like me.” You smiled at the thought of your mother. “She’s every bit as hard-headed as I am.”

He held your index finger through the holes of the cage. “She sounds wonderful.”

You nodded, brushing your [Y/H/C] hair behind your ears. “She would have liked you.”

A soft and playful look washed over his face. “You’d want me to meet your Ma?”

You giggled and nodded once more. “I think you’d be the first man my mother would approve of.”

His posture straightened ever so slightly in pride. Then he paused, frowned, then turned to you. “You bring home men a lot?”

“No, silly.” You smiled, wiggling you finger that was in his hand. “I lived in a farm. Not a lot of guys like a lady who gets dirty.” 

Bucky huffed. “I do.”

Your smile widened. “I know.”

Silence came from the both of you, comfortable silence, anyway. You listened to the conversations of the others. Dotty had gotten herself an older fellow. She was as fond of him as he was of her. His name was Dum Dum Dugan. You received a wink from him as you caught his eye. You grinned. You hadn’t even noticed Bucky’s eyes on you until he spoke again. 

“They’ll be back soon, doll.”

Your face fell. No, no, no, no, no, this can’t be happening. “Don’t say that, Buck.” You whimpered.

His brows narrowed as he turned to you in concern and sadness. The tears in your eyes were threatening to fall. “Doll, don’t cry.” He whispered. His grabbed as much of your hand as he could, rubbing his thumbs on your skin. “Hey, hey, hey, don’t you do that to me, sweet girl, look at me.” And so you did. “Now, you know I love the sound of your voice. And your eyes, man that has to be one of my favourite things about you.”

Well, that was it. A tear had escaped and there was nothing you could do to stop it. “Buck … ”

He sighed, then chuckled drily. “I really wish I got to take you on a date.”

You sniffed then shook your head. “You will.” You nodded at him through your tears. “Oh, James, you will. Just survive, and when we get out of here, take me to dinner at your favourite restaurant. Take me to meet your ma, and your pal, Steve. You said they’d like me. You know how much I like being praised.”

Bucky’s eyes brightened. “That punk.” He chuckled. “Alright, I’ll even take you to meet the fellas at my barbershop. I already know Ma’s gonna love you. So will Rebecca.” – his baby (and favourite) sister out of four. You sighed and nodded. The comfort from his fingers seeped through you. “Can you do me a final favour, doll?”

Your eyes bounced from his left eye to his right. You’d already memorised the difference. The iris on his left eye was slightly larger. The one on his right had specks of darker blue. There were creases on the sides of his eyes. This man smiled so much, they left permanent evidence of it. The sides of his mouth twitched up as he noticed your stare. You had memorised his face as he had yours. “Sing for me, doll.”

You didn’t have to be told twice.

“You’ll never know just how much I miss you
You’ll never know just how much I care
And if I tried, I still couldn’t hide my love for you
You ought to know, for haven’t I told you so

A million or more times?
You went away and my heart went with you
I speak your name in my every prayer
If there is some other way to prove that I love you

I swear I don’t know how
You’ll never know if you don’t know now – ”

You couldn’t finish your song.

The Germans had come to take him in their arms.

Three days since you’d seen Bucky. 

The sound of footsteps woke you up.

You blinked rapidly, your eyes desperate for clear sight.

“Who are you supposed to be?”

You began searching your surroundings until you spotted the source of the voice. A man was perched over the cages, hands ruffling in a bag. The commotion had gotten everybody’s attention.

“Captain America.” 

Dotty cocked her head from beside you. “Are you wearing tights?”


Hillary Rodham Clinton speaks at the 2017 Stephan Weiss Apple Awards on June 7, 2017 in New York City.

She looks so great! 
Have I already told how much I love when she wears white…❤️

Now, Brian and Justin realized something. Brian knew that if they got married Justin was going to give up a future that he might have in New York where he could be a successful artist and he didn’t want him to sacrifice that opportunity and give that up and Justin also came to a realization that the man he fell in love with was a lion and not a house cat and by expecting Brian to make major changes, he said that wasn’t fair. Are we sacrificing too much? That in no way ever meant in our minds that they no longer loved each other. It didn’t mean that they were never going to see each other again. I looked online, in fact, a few days ago to see how long it takes to fly from Pittsburgh to New York City and it’s 53 minutes. In LA, I have to tell you, it takes longer than that to drive to work and home. So of course they’re going to see each other again. We had said, “Well, do you think maybe they bought a house in Provence? Justin became very successful?“ They bought this lovely house in Provence where they spend every summer and Christmas and New Years and they go to London and Paris. They see each other on the weekends.
—  Ron Cowen, ATX Television Festival Reunion Panel, June 5, 2015 [x]

anonymous asked:

I am trying to look at all of this from every point of view and not just be ignorant to certain beliefs but it does seem Dianna is the main subject of 1989, Taylor always implying it’s about Harry Styles is what’s throwing me off

That is a perfectly acceptable position to take, and one with which I sympathise absolutely. I have found it helpful always to confront the popular narrative at its source (Taylor.) Often, what is reported in the media and taken as fact, poorly expresses the reality – either it requires a significant leap in deductive reasoning or it is inadequate to convey the nuance of the original and/or subsequent statements. This is a problem which I think your remarks address.

I will not deny that Taylor has in the past suggested Harry provided the inspiration for several songs on 1989 – specifically, Style, I Wish You Would, All You Had To Do Was Stay, Clean and, most consistently, Out of the Woods. [1] What to me is notable, however, is that this largely was confined to the interview which she gave to Rolling Stone in June/July 2014 – before 1989′s official debut. The album’s later promotional publicity tended instead to emphasise Taylor’s imagination. There was an obvious shift in rhetoric away from ‘this is about a particular person’ to ‘this album is not about boys…it’s not about revenge or breakups. It’s about what my life looks like now’ (Billboard, November 2014) [2] and, eventually (following her interview with Elle in February 2015) to ‘I write about things I consider romantic but which don’t necessarily have a place in my own private history.’ (This paraphrases Taylor’s introduction on tour to Enchanted/Wildest Dreams.)  

Inevitably, Taylor’s argument against the biographical fallacy has had a particular effect on the (re)presentation of those songs formerly associated with Harry.(This reconfiguration I have explored with special reference to Clean, Style and I Wish You Would). But, it has also applied more generally – not only to other songs on 1989, which have no definite subject [3] (for example to I Know Places) but to her entire back-catalogue:

‘I’d never been in a relationship when I wrote my first couple of albums, so these were all projections of what I thought it might be like. They were based on movies and books and songs and literature that tell us that a relationship is the most magical thing that can ever happen to you.’ (x) (see further here).

This is continuous with the demythologisation of Love Story, which I have described as prototypical, beginning at the IHeartRadio Music Festival in September 2014. (The same festival, incidentally, at which Taylor substituted a female pronoun in her performance of I Knew You Were Trouble.) It would appear, consequently, that the true mythology of 1989 ( effectively summarised by Taylor’s choice of singles) is (sadly) very different to the one the majority of people remember. Partly, I think it is the nature of public discourse that the story which satisfies an appetite for gossip is preferred to one which considers questions of artistic integrity. But also, I think, Taylor’s efforts were undermined by issues of authenticity. 

Taylor has relied on public preconceptions to cultivate a ‘relatability’ factor and, simultaneously, to distract/divert attention from her private reality. This has the advantage of enabling Taylor to lay herself almost completely bare without compromising her personal integrity or that of her public image. (When she says to her fans ‘you are in possession of my most intimate thoughts’ or ‘you hear the real story in my songs,’ it is not necessarily a lie. It’s just that the popular perception of reality tends to obscure her meaning.) As such, it has been a state of affairs, which she has sometimes actively encouraged (as she conceded to GQ in 2015). More often, however, social bias has been sufficient to ensure that certain things are merely presumed –- a reviewer (or more frequently a fan) will conclude that a song is about boy X though no male pronouns [4] are used because (a) that is the most immediate public frame of reference and (b) society has conditioned us to expect heterosexuality. 

While Taylor has previously exploited to her advantage the disassociation between her private and public personas/the ready association of her public-private life and her art, this represents, as I conceive it, a serious impediment to long-term personal and professional development. In the latter case, it has made it difficult for Taylor to orient herself towards a more adult/alternative demographic (plausibly, the purpose of her publicity campaign since Bad Blood). And in the former, it has confirmed in her fans a pattern of behaviour (a reverse God complex; her word is gospel) which would constitute a significant revision of the public narrative (a precondition for a coming-out) as a betrayal. These, arguably, are related problems, inasmuch as a less conservative/more mature audience is, similarly, a prerequisite for declaring a romantic interest in women.


[1] Out of the Woods ought perhaps to be treated separately, however, because probably it was inspired by her ‘relationship’ with Harry. 

[2] The timing of this interview is especially interesting. It can be dated to the week beginning 16th November 2014 (the photoshoot was held on the 18th). This situates it after ‘not important,’ which, while it was not determinative, because Taylor had been moving away from haylor already before this, may have been a decisive factor in her subsequent (re)commitment to revisionism. (For further context there is a timeline here for Harry’s activity in November 2014).

[3] The only other songs with a ‘secure’ attribution are Bad Blood (which may or may not be about Katy Perry) and You Are in Love (almost certainly not about Jack and Lena). The remainder, several of which have been associated with Harry independently of Taylor, have similarly been detached from her personal life. (Thus: How You Get the Girl is represented as a dating manual after the character of the Ars Amatoria, Blank Space  and Shake It Off are satire, Welcome To New York has been described as an equality anthem inspired by her queer friends, New Romantics was rededicated to her fans.) Or else have had their relative importance reduced, like Wonderland (which was excluded from the set-list for most of the 1989 tour. I can discover only two occasions on which it was played: once in Vegas (15th May 2015 – significantly the three year anniversary of Everything Has Changed) and again in Colonge (20th June)). The sole exception to this rule is This Love, but probably that is purely happenstance.

[4] Taylor’s music is, contrary to popular belief, disproportionately gender-neutral (x). This is as true of her previous albums as it is of Reputation, where 2/3 of the songs eschew the male pronoun altogether and a further two use ‘he’ to distinguish persons other than her lover. In short, only 3/15 songs employ an unqualified male pronoun (Ready For It, I Did Something Bad and Call It What You Want).

Karlie Kloss on Feminism, Coding, and (Maybe) Making a Run for the White House


Conquering fashion and crushing tech, Karlie Kloss is just getting started

photographed by CARTER SMITH
2017 June issue of InStyle Magazine

Taking an Australian to an Australian restaurant is a very Karlie Kloss thing to do. Heartily recommending dishes (green goddess salad! Avocado toast!) and knowing everyone who works at the joint (Two Hands in N.Y.C.’s TriBeCa neighborhood) is also très Karlie Kloss. Almost 10 years in, her modeling career has encompassed more runways than JFK, more covers than a … cover band, and more campaigns than some presidents (Swarovski, Express, L’Oréal, Adidas). But the St. Louis–raised Kloss remains a Midwestern girl who was brought up right. She’s two years into Kode with Klossy, her 10-city (and growing) program to inspire young girls to learn coding and enter the tech world, and over a year into her feminist studies at NYU (complemented handily by today’s look: a Dior T-shirt that says “We Should All Be Feminists”). But right now she’s just going to extend her illegally long legs under the table for a chat.

LAURA BROWN: At the British Fashion Awards in London last December, you were posing away on the red carpet in a sparkly Swarovski thing, and it was freezing. I just thought, “How does she keep turning up and doing that?”

KARLIE KLOSS: First of all, I’m a Leo, so when I need to turn it on, I do. I enjoy the adrenaline—not just when I’m walking the red carpet but also when I’m on set or in a runway show or even in the small film things I’ve done. I don’t know; I’m going to throw it to being a Leo because I have no other explanation! But I also know the feeling of being spent.

What happens when you’re spent?
I book myself out. I take time. I shut off. I don’t post to social media for a couple of days, and I find that to be really rewarding and healthy. It actually reenergizes me to be able to turn it back on and have fun. We’re multitasking women; we all have a lot going on. But you also have to protect yourself physically, mentally, and emotionally and give yourself time.

“Book yourself out”: I know that’s a model term, but metaphorically, it’s a good idea too.
Yeah. Because you know what? It’s not a matter of being lazy—the returns are tenfold: You’ll be able to show up with more energy, more drive, more focus. It’ll pay off.

Are you type A?
I don’t know if I’m type A. I’m super-driven, but I’m not a perfectionist.

Women are always told we can have it all, but acknowledging your limitations is a wonderful thing too. There’s a beauty in knowing what you can’t do.

There’s also a beauty in not trying to figure it all out. Things like Kode with Klossy happened because after graduating from high school, I was fully focusing on my modeling career but at a certain point was uninspired. That’s why I started taking a coding class.

When you sat down for that first coding class, did it feel like, “Oh, great!” or “Oh, s—!”?
I only got myself into that first coding class because I was genuinely curious about it and I met someone who started the Flatiron School … I am someone who if you tell me I have to do something, I’m less inclined to do it, but I took that class because I was really interested in how all this works. It’s how the world is actually built. Code is the secret language that builds all the digital architecture of everything that we rely on. And pretty much a fraction of people know about it, yet we all use it. I’ve always been intrigued by the direction nobody else is going in. Not following the herd.

If anything, the herd is following you, especially when you’re, like, 7 feet in heels.
Honestly, I never owned a pair of heels until I became a model. I remember buying a pair of black high heels from Target in St. Louis because I had to practice learning how to walk in them.

OK, set the scene for me, please.
I had just turned 15—now 18 is the minimum age to model—and started high school on a Monday, and by Friday I was on a plane to New York for a casting call. I thought, “There’s no way anyone is going to book me for New York Fashion Week, but it’s good to go and see people.” I had my high heels from Target and a little black dress from Macy’s that my mom bought me. It became my lucky little black dress that I continued to wear again and again. That was the outfit I was wearing when I walked into Calvin Klein in 2008 and got cast in the show that launched my career. I look back at photos, and I’m like, “How and why did anybody book me?” I was a child! But I was a very tall child. I’ve always been kind of an old soul, I guess.

You’ve always read older. I’m still surprised at how young you are. I really loved those years.
And it was so different. The whole digital situation was different.

Do you think social media makes it harder or easier to succeed?
I think it’s a different ball game. You have to have a strong presence on the runway, schlep around the world to build a book for editorial, work with the right people, and be in the right campaigns. You also have to have a digital presence and brand yourself. Maybe it’s easier to break through now because it’s democratized. It’s not like there are three important people in the fashion industry who are going to say, “Yes, you’re going to be successful.”

It’s the people’s choice.
Right, and that’s what’s really interesting. Something can become successful if it’s a good idea or if it’s going against the grain. It’s hard to predict.

It’s important to have constants in all this, right? How do you manage a relationship with all your travel and everything else? [Kloss dates venture capitalist and health-care entrepreneur Joshua Kushner.]
You make it work. We’ve been together almost five years. Time flies. It’s crazy. He’s a super-solid dude.

Is it nice to know someone’s there?
Yeah. I’ve always been super-close with my family. They are my rock. There’s so much uncertainty in every direction, like, “Are you gonna get this job?” So having a solid crew, whether it’s your family or a partner, that’s a big part of being able to function.

What does being a feminist mean to you?
Actually, I’m taking a feminism class at NYU right now. It’s about the political history of feminism, really, since the ’60s and ’70s. The term “feminism” means different things to different people; a lot of people throw it around without really understanding the weight of it because it is layered. Two women can identify as feminists and have wildly different ways of living their lives. I love what Maria Grazia [Chiuri] is doing at Dior. She’s such a powerhouse. Having women in leadership positions is so important. Hopefully it will happen in the White House someday.

Would you ever consider making a run for the White House?
Never say never, right?

So, we did a superhero shoot together for InStyle. Who’s your real-life superhero?
My mom, for sure. She battled really aggressive breast cancer when my three sisters and I were young. She survived by the skin of her teeth. I’ve grown up completely idolizing her. She’s so strong.

Were you ever into superheroes?
Wonder Woman, of course! First of all, she’s got great style, hair, and accessories. And I love that she’s fearless. She doesn’t need a man. She’s so independent.

Where would you go if you could fly an invisible jet?
I would love to be able to fly, period. Being invisible would be amazing. I’m 6'2", so it’s hard to be invisible, but at times I love just being a people-watcher, whether it’s in a café or the places I travel.

Do you have days when you’re not recognized?
I put on a baseball hat and jeans and a T-shirt and nobody pays attention to me. It’s great. I hope that never changes.

Maybe when you hit 25 and get real old.
Hopefully I’ll start shrinking too!

When was the moment you knew you’d made it in your career?
I haven’t hit that moment yet, but when I bought my apartment in New York six years ago, that felt like a major milestone.

So you had a mortgage at 18?
Yeah. All my friends were, like, just getting their driver’s licenses.

“I feel lucky I started working at 15—it’s been almost 10 years. I feel like a geezer!”

What do you spend your money on?
I am very ambitious as an entrepreneur and as a businesswoman, but it doesn’t matter how much money I make. I am frugal. I spend money on experiences. I like to take amazing vacations with my loved ones. I like property. I just bought a beautiful home in St. Louis.

That must be wonderful—coming back home with such success.
You know what’s crazy? I bought the house I used to babysit in. My only job before modeling was a $6-an-hour babysitting gig, which, by the way, was great. I feel like I have this Cinderella story, and I’m really grateful for it. It was not the path I was anticipating. Anyway, it’s come full circle for me. I always loved that house.

What’s something you do every day that would surprise people?
Indulge in chocolate in some form. Chocolate is my weakness. It’s my Kryptonite.

If you’re really on a bender, what do you do? What’s your “f— it bucket”?
Halo Top ice cream. It’s lower in calories. I’ll smash a whole pint. I have a sweet tooth. That’s how Karlie’s Kookies happened, because I love sweets.

You’re super-diligent about working out. Do you try to keep it to a certain time every day?
I like to work out in the morning and get it out of the way because it changes how I function the rest of the day. I feel more awake and am more aware of what I eat. Since I’m always traveling and in a different place, I started running. I love running in Paris and upstate New York. I also love strength training. If I work out, it doesn’t immediately change my body, but it changes my clarity, focus, and emotions. My job right now is reliant on my body, but that’s genuinely not why I work out.

What’s your favorite thing to do? Do you cook a lot at home?
I love to cook. I love going to the market and getting fresh stuff and just getting creative.

How ambitious are you?
I want Kode with Klossy to grow. Last summer we had three camps with 20 girls in each one. This summer we have 15 camps in 10 cities and 20 to 25 girls in each class.

All of this and you’re not type A?
I’m grateful that I’m successful at 24 in a way that I never imagined I would be. I feel lucky I started working at 15—it’s been almost 10 years. I feel like a geezer!

What was the last thing you bought for yourself?
I bought this sick handpainted Gucci leather jacket. It was from a special collaboration. My frugal self broke the bank on that one. And also the house. [Laughs]

What’s your favorite thing that you’ve worn out lately?
It was this cute little Dior sleeveless dress that was just way sexy and athletic. I loved it.

Most important, where are the Target shoes now?
My mom has the first crayon drawing I ever made, so I’m sure those shoes are in a box somewhere in the Kloss attic.

For more from Karlie Kloss, pick up the June issue of InStyle, available on newsstands and for digital download May 14.


me: *mentions whizzer being called ‘friend’ by marvin at the end of falsettos*

june: the word friend always puts me off during falsettos okay. while i know it was common for homosexuals to call their partners their “friends” to not be caught by society because it was actually illegal until 1980 in new york to commit sodomy, it really makes me sad because Whizzer was always more than that to Marvin. While in Thrill of First Love we get to see more about what Marvin and Whizzer’s relationship is like, i also feel like it’s being painted a certain way so the audience believes them because in The Games I Play and Marvin Hits Trina, it’s clear that Whizzer isn’t so fucking detached as he made everyone think and made even Marvin think.

me: bitch


Hey T!!
Long time no talk! This year is exciting for both of us- it is my senior year of high school and the year you release Reputation!! Your music has been by my side through every notable moment in my life. In good times and in bad, I have always known that regardless of the circumstances I could turn to you for support.

You have put words to my thoughts in ways that I never could. You have danced with me and 60,000 others for hours. You have introduced me to six of the best friends any girl could ever ask for. You have encouraged me to push boundaries and go out of my comfort zone. You have given me the confidence to run for Class President… four times. Most importantly, you have made me who I am today. 

Relationships, exams, homework, sports, etc. are enough to overwhelm even the most calm of people. I am sure that you know better than anyone how unpredictable high school can be. 

We all go through it and we all get past it. I want these past four years to mean as much to my classmates as they have to myself. I will not let the hardships that we have all been through to define this pivotal time in our lives. I want them to remember and appreciate the people they have met and the potential they have discovered each day from 8:00-2:32. My school has appreciated our potential for greatness while fostering the magic of our innocence.

Your music has been the soundtrack of my life and more notably, my generation. My grade consists of all kinds of people with all kinds of reputations. Some are like me who know every song by heart. Others are those who secretly hum along to your hits as they play on the radio. From doting fangirls to burly athletes, your existence has made an impact on the youth of my community. You are our common thread, and for that I am so thankful.
It would be an absolute honor if you could find time in your busy schedule to speak at our graduation on June 22nd at 5:00pm. Just a few words from you could conclude such a pertinent period for us in the best way I could ever imagine. If the stars seem to align, dm me for the address!! I love you, Taylor.

Sending you 13,000 hugs from New York,
Julia Lanzillotta :)


Did Zachary Quinto Marry Longtime Boyfriend Miles McMillan?


Is Zachary Quinto a married man?

The Star Trek actor, 40, showed off a new piece of jewelry in an Instagram post on Wednesday — a silver band on his left ring finger!

Quinto is seen resting his hand on his chin as he cozies up to longtime love Miles McMillan.

“A laurel canyon kind of night,” he captioned the above shot.

In McMillan’s Instagram story, the model can be seen zooming in on Quinto’s hand to emphasize the new ring.

Quinto, 40, and McMillan, 28, were first spotted together in 2013 and made their relationship official later that year. In 2015, the two moved into a New York City apartment together.

McMillan is an accomplished model and painter. In 2016, he was named the Daily Front Row’s “Model of the Year” at the Fashion Media Awards.

The two aren’t shy about sharing their love for one another, often posting photos together on social media. In June, Quinto posted a romantic message for McMillan’s birthday on Instagram.

“I can’t stop thinking about how much you’ve evolved and expanded these past four years. How easily you’ve stepped into yourself with powerful intuition and confidence. Watching you grow is one of my greatest pleasures and learning from you is one of the greatest gifts,” he wrote, adding “I love you so much.”

Quinto came out as gay in 2011, after New York teenager Jamey Rodemeyer’s tragic suicide. The actor said he realized that hiding his own sexuality was doing nothing for the greater cause of hope and acceptance.

“In light of jamey’s death – it became clear to me in an instant that living a gay life without publicly acknowledging it – is simply not enough to make any significant contribution to the immense work that lies ahead on the road to complete equality,” Quinto wrote in a candid blog post.

“I believe in the power of intention to change the landscape of our society – and it is my intention to live an authentic life of compassion and integrity and action,” he continued. “Jamey rodemeyer’s life changed mine.”