jeans with bows


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Unlike some people in this crazy superhero team, Clint knew how to take advantage of enforced vacation time. Fury had barely finished his sentence before he was on his feet, slinging his bow across his back and heading for the door at something that wasn’t so far short of a flat out run. Straight to the locker room, back into jeans and sneakers, bow tucked away a little more discreetly in a duffle he swung onto his shoulder, and then he was haring up the stairs and out into the sunshine. It had been literal days since he’d been out in it, and he took a long moment to tilt his head back and just bask.

Clint took a deep breath of exhaust-smoke and cart-coffee and the barest gently green edge of spring, and felt a grin spreading across his face. He had no plans – Clint was not a man that planned, it was part of his genetic make-up or something – but there were certain essentials that needed attending to, and Ravi the Coffee Guy wasn’t gonna cut it on this sort of day. Good coffee was worth a little effort, when you had a little time.

Taking the subway felt like blasphemy when the weather was so fine, so he sauntered along the sidewalk with his hands in his pockets. He fished out his phone, typed ‘SUN!!!’ and an indecipherable string of emojis, sent it to Tasha – who was probably sparring with Steve, see previous comments about inability to use vacations appropriately – and after a second’s thought sent it to the rest of the team, too. Sam responded instantly with his own set of cheerful emojis, because Sam was nowhere near Clint’s favorite but always edged higher whenever electronic communication was involved. A few seconds later his phone buzzed again, and he was a little startled to see a text from Barnes; even more so when it turned out to be a picture of the goddamn grumpy cat, because who the hell had educated the guy about memes?

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i’m in my prime,
not withering and old.
but i refuse to play
your wicked games any longer.

i know this tether is unbreakable,
but you make me feel like i’m interchangeable.
you drew a target on my heart,
when did this become fatal attraction?

i don’t have the strength,
the energy,
nor the patience
to be held hostage by your love.

so baby please don’t despair
when i say that
i’ve found the courage to
let you go.

you were never meant to be tied down in the first place.

—  believing i could love you was my mistake, c.j.n.
Stoned love

Stop messing round with that fire,
Living like love is just a gun for hire,
Cos one moment its just messing round,
To your wiki saying she’s your spouse,
Oh but its not just girls,
Cos yeah one moment I was tearing off her blouse,
Now she says she’s living in my house,

Babe I know you said you’d never smoke pot,
Its just; that burned Like your first splif,
Now we just hanging around in the dark, you’re pale as a ghost.
Stop messing round now, cos am too stoned,
You’re know I can’t save you cos in this game am too gone,

She’s only seventeen, and thinks at sixteen am all there is,
But a degenerate kind, baby am definitely not what you need,
She wants to dance with devil, Mr brownstone is just grave,
Oh Y’know the drugs will drown her out, just too young,
Can’t believe this is my life, smoking and fucking in the back,

if people were elements,
then we are ice and fire.

your touch is frost upon my burning skin,
my breath melts your frozen heart.
your kiss is cool against my lips,
and my heat warms you all the way down
to the tips of your toes.

and although we could complement each other,
beckon the other away from the end of polarity
to come and meet in the middle,
too much of one

will eliminate the other.

—  and i’d never forgive myself if i caused your destruction, c.j.n.
Physical Therapy

Characters: Dean Winchester, Reader (Y/N), Cara (OFC)

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Summary: Dean hurts himself and takes on physical therapy where he meets the Reader.

Warnings: AU, Fluff.

Word Count: 2K-ish

Author’s Note: Hey guys! This is my entry for @dancingalone21‘s challenge- “Lau’s AU Funny Quite Challenge”. My quote is bolded in the fic. I just want to say I am soooo damn sorry for being late on this. I’ve been having a hectic life lately. I’m sorry for the lateness of this fic. I hope you guys like it nonetheless. Feedback is greatly appreciated. Enjoy! *hides face*

**Special thanks to Ree @neversatisfiedgirl for taking the time to beta this for me. You really are a life saver, Ree. Thank you**

Physical Therapy

I didn’t think my life would get so interesting…so fast. I had woken up at approximately 4:30am, thanking the heavens above that it was Friday. It had been a long and stressful week and the weekend couldn’t get here fast enough.

But alas, I was here. And I couldn’t be happier.

The morning went as per usual. I got my Starbucks, drove to work an hour early, so I waited in the parking lot, sipping on my venti Double Chocolate Chip Frap. It was a peaceful morning…until a slightly harsh tap against my window stopped it abruptly.

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Kevyn Aucoin was one of Hollywood’s top makeup artists, almost a celebrity on his own right (he even did a cameo in “Sex & The City” as himself), who had the power to not only beautify, but also, completely transform people. He died in 2001.
Gwyneth Paltrow as Faye Dunaway, Andie McDowall as Anna May Wong, Isabella Rossellini as Alla Nazimova, Demi Moore as Clara Bow, Winona Ryder as Elizabeth Taylor, Courtney Love as Jean Harlow, Julia Roberts as Julie Christie, Christina Ricci as Edith Piaf and Julianne Moore as Twiggy.

anonymous asked:

Do you really have to dress up to go to a play/musical? How fancy are you supposed to be?

So. My short answer is “yeah, you really should”. But I’m going to amend that. 

Do not ever let an inability to dress to a certain level prevent you from going to a show. Unless you are going to some kind of, I don’t know, gala charity event show, there’s no dress code for theatre. Don’t let people shame you into feeling like you can’t see a play because you aren’t fancy enough. Maybe your best clothes would look plain next to someone else’s – doesn’t matter, you do your best. Maybe you’re going to the show straight from a job or school, so you’re in a uniform or work clothes – good on you for making time in a busy day to see some art. Heck, maybe you’re just out of spoons and some jorts and a fandom tee is all you can manage today. It’s OK. It’s really, really OK. 

That said, if you can dress up a bit you should. This is because it shows respect. It shows that you care about what you’re doing, just like when you dress up for a wedding or a date or your cousin’s piano recital. It is a nice and polite thing to do, and it says “I am happy I get to be here.” 

As for how “fancy” you need to be, that’s seriously up to you and has to do with you and your theater. Generally, I’d say somewhere in the general umbrella of business casual is what I aim for. Some slacks or nice jeans, a nice blouse or button-down, and maybe a blazer or sports coat if I want to be a little extra fancy; lots of people wear casual or professional dresses and skirts (especially sundresses). I usually try to avoid T-shirts and shorts, but there are exceptions to be made. I tell my students to dress like they would for church or a nice family dinner, if that helps. It doesn’t mean you have to be formal or serious – lots of people come in, like, bright red skinny jeans and a matching bow tie, and that rocks. My best friend has a pair of bright green converse he wears whenever he goes to the theatre, and they look totally fly with his suspenders and rolled-up sleeves. Just try to look nice, you know?

I hold to this rule whether I’m going to a middle school play or a professional theatre company. Some people will tell you to dress based on ticket price or whatever, but forget that. No matter what you’re paying, you’re going to see art created by people who have worked hard. Try to show you appreciate that. 

But there are always exceptions! Most outdoor theatre, for example, is super casual and I would recommend shorts and sandals (especially here in the Alabama summer). Sometimes shows have a preview night that’s free by invitation or is pay-what-you-can, and those are also a lot more chill. Sometimes you’re going to an extra special show and something more black-tie would be appropriate. Some fringe festivals and experimental theatre is more concert-wear than business-wear. It’s also cool to wear a shirt from the show when you go to see it. Just feel it out. Do what feels right, and enjoy the show even if you feel like you under-dressed or over-dressed or whatever. It’s all good.