how are you not pissed af about these elounor pics?
this is literally a genuine question, but in your time in fandom has there been ANYTHING, ever, in the 6 years of this stupid fandom, EVER been something less surprising than Louis taking oli on his “date” with eleanor to a James Arthur show, after trying to push the idea of LouisXJames for a couple weeks, a show which ~both of their “managers” were attending, followed by pap pics that the sun got?
I mean, if I gave a rats ass about James Arthur and knew he had a show in london that night, this is pretty much point for point what I would have guessed to happen.
it’s gonna happen as long as it happens, i don’t have the energy to be mad about it.
I didn't wanna comment on it but I'm literally so embarrassed by your lies you spread about me (@ louisftperrie). I came to London on Monday night, checked into a shabby airbnb to save money for the week in London, which I only lived in from 2015-2016 because I've been an AuPair. This is when I won a place at the album pre listening Party and after that the marketing person (Katy as mentioned in my bio yes) asked if I wanted to come to the London session as there were free spaces. Then they -
- needed fans to be in the background of 1D when they performed history on Alan Carr. Again, people who had won stuff through Sony Music have been asked to come. 2) I do not Stan a child. Why would I? Plus, where have you seen me “stanning” Freddie? Because I once said Freddie is a cute baby? If that’s the reason then that’s pathetic and embarrassing. Y'all call Louis/Harry whoever your tiny son or whatever but I can’t call James who I’ve been a fan kg for 5 years my son? Alright then. -
- now the juicy bit: how in god’s name was I supposed to know Louis would come or where did I say that? If you think I knew it before because I tweeted the Guest List tweet then sorry, I was hoping for him to come since he was in London and my friend and I talked/joked about it before. Which you would know if you knew me. Call me what you want but don’t pretend to know me. It’s embarrassing
If you don’t know me don’t spread lies or at least confront me and ask me about it. Itd easier than doing a whole rant
I don’t even know where to begin.
Let’s start with the fact that you claim you are a larrie but then you go around saying that Louis and Eleanor were cute, you posted pics of them saying that you did that to ‘annoy’ this part of the fandom, and you RT’d a pic on twitter saying ‘name a more iconic duo’ and the tweet included a pic of Louis and the kid (Very Much a Larrie Behaviour™). If you are going to use the excuse ‘I’m a chill larrie’ I am going to scream. Just be upfront and say you ship Harry and Louis if you have to act like that, do not just blatantly lie.
You are also very welcome to stan James Arthur and call him your baby, but I am not going to respect either you or him when you are such a big fan of a homophobic, mysoginist ass.
It’s also quite hilarious that you come to me saying that I should have talked to you before ‘spreading lies’ but you have also reposted my posts on your twitter account blatantly ignoring that tags just in order to be a whiny baby (I am talking about the Katy vs Katie one btw).
Now, let’s say everything you are saying is legitimate and everything is just a big fat coincidence, let’s review the facts: you tweeted about Louis attending the concert before it even started (and I might have even given you the benefit of the doubt on that one since a similar thing happened to me - and I have actually said so to my friends last night), then boom!, Louis is in fact there!, and with Eldemort nonetheless! You claim you were 100% focusing on James but you just happened to see them, take pictures of them ‘cuddling’, and you also claim you saw them making out (but obviously you haven’t taken pictures of that bit because…. because? You managed to take several pics just fine so I don’t understand why you couldn’t snap a pic or two whilst they were ‘making out to impossible’ which implies they were kissing for a while). Then you just happened to meet James and hug him! Wow! What a coincidence! And on top of that your bio screams ‘I am well connected’. Again, let’s say that yesterday’s events are just a coincidence… do you really blame people for thinking that you have links to Sony and that you were asked to tweet and post those Elounor pics when you yourself admit that you do? Have some self-awareness, please.
And you know what’s embarassing? The fact that instead of just being happy you’ve been to James’ concert and just have a blast about it, you are actively looking for blogs who called you out on your lies to defend yourself. If you knew what you’re saying is 100% genuine then why aren’t you just ignoring the people who say you are lying, especially when said people have not even directly contacted you on twitter to send you ‘hate’?
Bookmas Series: 23rd December 2016
A review my my lovely cousin Anna Reid all the way from Australia!
The Night Circus - Erin Morgenstern
I know what you’re thinking, 10/10 surely thats a bit of an over statement. But I promise you if you’re a fan of fiction and you’ve got a bit of an imagination (and a love for the circus), you will absolutely love this book.
I was introduced to this book by one of my best friends, who explained the book as a written artwork. Erin Morgenstern is an artist as well as an author which definitely comes through her writing - I think the main reason I loved the book so much was because you can get completely lost in the world she creates. The colours, smells and characters become almost tangible and I often found myself reading for several hours at a time because I was completely transported.
The book is a bit of a fantasy/fairy tale, set in Victorian London centred around a circus - Le Cirque des Rêves (the Circus of Dreams). In the novel, the circus “appears without warning and leaves without notice”, only operating between sundown and sunrise. It centres around a few of the lives of both patrons and circus members, but in particular two young magicians, Celia Bowen and Marco Alistair, who discover that their performances matter just as much outside of circus hours as they do inside of them, questioning the future of the circus’s operation.