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A double outfit post for both of our girls. Serena seems to be still toeing the line of school uniform, but with added Nanette Lepore sequin cardigan and Moschino booties. Blair on the other hand is SERIOUSLY pushing the limits of what can be accepted as school uniform. Her red tights are iconic, but this pairing of Zara blazed, Moschino sweater, navy shorts and Marc Jacobs flats would have most people sent home in a second for breaking dress code rules. {s1e10 - Hi Society}

•Jealous•Marc Bartra

“What is your problem!” y/n hissed, glaring at her boyfriend of little over a year. “Dont have one.“Marc retorted as he crossed his arms defiantly causing Y/n to narrow her eyes. 

The young couple was currently staring each other down in the kitchen of the apartment they shared. Y/n stood in front of the island, looking as if she was one wrong word away from violent reaction, while Marc stood across from her–leaning against the fridge looking like he couldn’t care less. It baffled her that he was really standing there like he did nothing wrong. 

She couldn’t remember a time  Marc had made her  feel  this angry or embarrassed. He wasn’t perfect by any means and their relationship had been through its fair share of bumps but he  never acting like this.  He’s never been as much of an asshole as he was no more then ten minutes ago. 

After coming home from a long day training, instead of greeting y/n like she was his girlfriend—he decided to make a scene. Why?because he  had found her on the living room floor doing what she exactly what she had told him she’s be doing–studying  for her upcoming midterms with a friend. 

But of course that didnt matter to Marc; it didnt matter the two friends were surrounded by books, notes and study guides. It didnt matter that they had both been deeply concentrated on their work, not even speaking when he arrived. Nope, all Marc saw was that this friend happened to be male and all common sense flew out the window.  

He was rude off that bat to Andrew not even bothering to introduce himself. 

“Who the fuck is this and why is he here?” Were the words he chose to go with. He hadnt even said hello and that infuriated Y/n… and it only worse from there. Now he had the nerve to act like he didnt do anything? Fuck that. 

“You dont have a problem, Marc?"she raised her eyebrow at him.

"Nope."he answered, his demeanor remaining aloof. She chuckled; he was unbelievable.

"Right, and I suppose you were  rude as fuck out of the goodness of your heart.” Y/n said sarcastically. 

“Sure."He shot back, as much as he was trying to appear like he was still unbothered his eyes gave him away. They were cold and hard as the ice they resembled. A unwanted shiver crawled up her spine–they just looked so intimidating but she’d be damned if she let it be known she was anything but infuriated.

"Seriously Marc?That was a friend of mine and you embarrassed the fuck out of me!"she exasperated. 

"Friend? Yeah, okay.” He chuckled shaking his head. Y/n narrowed her eyes as her hands twitching at her sides—he was really about to get slapped, 

“ Whats that supposed to mean?"she gritted.

"Exactly what it sounds like."Marc shrugged,” If  that’s your ‘friend’ how is it  that this is the first time I’m meeting him? As a matter of fact you’ve ever even mentioned an ‘Andrew’.“

Y/n wouldve laughed in his face if he wasnt pissing her the fuck off. Was he being for real right now? She couldn’t possibly be friends with someone because she hadnt mentioned them?

"Oh shit. I forgot I was supposed to run all my friends  by you! My fault, Dad."she sneered sarcastically.

"If they were really your friends you wouldn’t  have a problem telling me about them ."Marc countered. Y/n’s head jerked back as if he had slapped her.  Though He had only been trying to state the obvious—you introduce your friends to your significant other right?—  all Y/n heard was an underlying accusation.

She narrowed her eyes,” Run that  by  again because it sounds like accusing me of something,Marc.”

He looked at her in utter confusion; accusing her?he had no idea what she was talking about. 

"I’m not—”

“—because if you  are  accusing me of some shit be a man about it come out and say it."She cut him off. 

"I’m not accusing you of anything!”

“Then what the hell are you doing, Marc because you’re fucking up.”

“I just  don’t appreciate some guy I’ve  never seen before, chilling in my  house!”

“He wasnt "chilling” we were studying,“Y/n leaned back against the island,” but your house huh.“

Marc groaned, already knowing by her tone she was about to make something  he literally meant nothing by into a thing,

"will you stop trying to put words in my mouth?thats not what  i meant by that and you know it!”

“Im not putting shit in your mouth, you said it. Your house. Got it,” she nodded as if it was all making sense,“And since  its yours it only makes  sense I run everyone I come in contact with by you. My bad.”

“Y/n.."he sighed. 

"No dont Y/n me. Clearly you’re  the  king of this castle and what the king says is law. I’ll bring  every friend i know  over to meet you. Do i need to set an  appointment?"she taunted, knowing that her words were making him uncomfortable.

  Marc always made it point that she  knew she was his equal. Though if anyone had above anyone in the relationship, in his eyes it would be her. 

He saw Y/n as a queen and treated her as such. Ruling over her was never something he wanted or intended to come off as he wanted. At least that’s what she had thought, apparently Marc had the finals say in anything. Therefore making him king. 

"Oh silly me, of course I have to make an appointment! "Y/n slapped her head in an exaggerated motion,"When does training end tomorrow so can set up the first one?”

“Y/n will you shut up a second ??” He snapped, annoyed. 

“Yes King Marc."Y/n recited like a  loyal subject in her Kings castle. 

He glared at her,”stop.”

"Why King Marc?"she continued to taunt. He groaned before  pushing  off the counter he had still been leaning on. Once he was close enough he taking a hold of her hands and pulling her to him before wrapping his arms around her waist.

"you’re not taking me seriously."he said as if she was supposed to. 

Of course she wasn’t; what was to take seriously? He was rude as hell and  acted like an utter asshole  to Andrew  before all but kicking him out of the apartment… All because y/n hadnt introduced  them prior. How was she supposed to take him seriously?

"Because you’re acting like an idiot—” she started. “How would you feel?"Marc cut in. 

"What?"she furrowed her eyebrows, confused. What did he mean how would she feel? Feel about what?

"How would you feel if you came home and I just hanging out with some girl you’ve  never seen before?"he pressed. 

 Y/n gave him a look,”Andrew wasnt ‘some guy’. he is in my anthropology 102 class. we. were. studying.”she said slowly as if it would help Marc finally realize how dumb he was being. 

"He’s not some guy to you. You see how that works?” Marc pressed completely ignoring her insulting tone,“I walk into the apartment I share with my girl to find some guy with her. And before you jump to conclusions again, no I’m not accusing you of anything. I trust you.”

He trusted her…so what was this even about? What was he trying to prove?

“Im gonna ask you again,” she stated, “whats your  problem?”

 ”I dont trust him.”he stated like it was the most obvious thing in the world. 

“You dont know him."Y/n rolled her eyes and to her surprise Marc agreed. 

"Exactly! I dont know him and yet here he is sitting on my living room floor.”

“Okay? You’re acting all jealous for no reason—"she started only to laugh as her words dawned on her.  She was treating Marc like he was the slow one but in reality she was. how did she not see it for what it was? Marc wasnt just being an asshole for the sake of being an asshole… this idiot was jealous.

"Oh my God you’re jealous!"she leaned away just enough to look up at him. 

"What?"he made a face at her words,” No, I’m not, I just—" 

“You saw me with a guy you never met and  got jealous."she finished  with a teasing smile, the blush that tinted his cheeks only confirmed her revelation. 

"You know you have no reason to be."she said matter factly,” Andrew’s not my type.“

"Why not?"Marc asked curiously. Ha, so much  for not being  jealous. "Not that Im jealous..just curious."he quickly added. 

Yeah right. She didn’t believe him for a second but decided to humor him. 

"Well for one, he’s a slob."Y/n revealed, holding back an eye roll when Marc visibly relaxed as she began her explanation, his jealous ass was loving this,"Did you see the mess in the living room?Most of that was him. You already know what a struggle it is for me to keep organized, imagination that times two.  That would be such an unhealthy living situation. Two he’s a nervous chatterbox.”

Marc made a face,”what do you mea—”

“When he’s anxious he wont shut up about the most irrelevant things. Its cute as a friend but i’d probably choke him if he was my boyfriend."she said truthfully making Marc laugh only because he knew she was dead serious. 

"And finally the most important reason of all—I dont find him attractive. Not even a little.oh and there’s that little technicality that I love you, jackass."Y/n chided as she slapped his chest.

"Oh right,"he said stupidly and she rolled her eyes,"sometimes I wonder about you, Marc Bartra.”

“But you love me."he grinned.

"Yeahhh,"she let out a fake sigh,"I suppose I do.”

She squealed and giggled when he bent down and playfully bit at her bottom lip before kissing it. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he continued to plant lingering kisses on her lips. 

Contrary to what Marc might of thought he was not off the hook. Y/n was still slightly annoyed with the way he handled Andrew. Just because she knew why acted the way he did, didn’t make it right. She was gonna let it go for now, but made  a mental note to make him apologize. Later though… because right now she was  more than content in kissing her man. 



1970s Style Icon: Marc Bolan 

↳ A few short years before Bowie skyrocketed to fame as the alien glam king from Mars, there was Marc Bolan. Decked out in multicolored jackets, bright satin trousers, oversize top hats, glitter makeup and the occasional feathered boa, Bolan was a 1970s Glam dandy. Paired with his elfin features, corkscrew hair that fell into his pretty eyes when he played guitar, and a cheeky grin, Bolan soon became one of the biggest stars of the early 1970s. Young girls couldn’t get enough of him and young boys desperately wanted to be him. As the era’s fashion darling, the likes of Zandra Rhodes and other designers on London’s famed Kings Road often sought him out to wear their latest fashions. Sadly, Bolan died at the young age of 29 in a car crash so one can only speculate as to how his style would have evolved outside of the 1970s but there’s no doubt that his style from that era was revolutionary and inspired none other than close friend David Bowie, who transformed the look into something otherworldly. Nonetheless, the next time you see an artist with smeared glitter under their eyes so that it looks like glam tears, a corkscrew perm or patterned satin jackets, be rest assured that though Marc Bolan may be gone, his influence isn’t.

Films to watch in Netflix

Rear Window (1954, Alfred Hitchcock)

On the Waterfront (1954, Elia Kazan)

Rebel Without a Cause (1955, Nicholas Ray)

12 Angry Men (1957, Sidney Lumet)

Psycho (1960, Alfred Hitchcock)

The Apartment (1960, Billy Wilder)

To Kill a Mockingbird (1962, Robert Mulligan)

The Miracle Worker (1962, Arthur Penn)

Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb (1964, Stanley Kubrick)

In the Heat of the Night (1967, Norman Jewison)

A Clockwork Orange (1971, Stanley Kubrick)

The Conversation (1974, Francis Ford Coppola)

One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest (1975, Miloš Forman)

Taxi Driver (1976, Martin Scorsese)

Once Upon a Time in America (1984, Sergio Leone)

Paris, Texas (1984, Wim Wenders)

Blue Velvet (1986, David Lynch)

Nuovo Cinema Paradiso (1988, Giuseppe Tornatore)

Paris Is Burning (1990, Jennie Livingston)

Reservoir Dogs (1992, Quentin Tarantino)

Schindler’s List (1993, Steven Spielberg)

Pulp Fiction (1994, Quentin Tarantino)

Léon (1994, Luc Besson)

Clueless (1995, Amy Heckerling)

Se7en (1995, David Fincher)

Trainspotting (1996, Danny Boyle)

The Big Lebowski (1998, Coen Brothers)

Todo sobre mi madre (1999, Pedro Almodóvar)

Amores perros (2000, Alejandro González Iñárritu)

La ciénaga (2001, Lucrecia Martel)

Frida (2002, Julie Taymor)

Cidade de Deus (2002, Fernando Meirelles & Kátia Lund)

Historias mínimas (2002, Carlos Sorin)

올드보이 (Oldboy) (2003, Chan-wook Park)

El aura (2005, Fabián Bielinsky)

Little Miss Sunshine (2006, Jonathan Dayton & Valerie Faris)

Das Leben der Anderen (2006, Florian Henckel von Donnersmarck)

There Will Be Blood (2007, Paul Thomas Anderson)

No Country for Old Men (2007, Coen Brothers)

Into the Wild (2007, Sean Penn)

Leonera (2008, Pablo Trapero)

Fish Tank (2009, Andrea Arnold)

Enter the Void (2009, Gaspar Noé)

Darbareye Elly (2009, Asghar Farhadi)

Biutiful (2010, Alejandro González Iñárritu)

The Kids Are All Right (2010, Lisa Cholodenko)

Winter’s Bone (2010, Debra Granik)

Pariah (2011, Dee Rees)

Shame (2011, Steve McQueen)

La piel que habito (2011, Pedro Almodóvar)

We Need to Talk About Kevin (2011, Lynne Ramsay)

Weekend (2011, Andrew Haigh)

Stories We Tell (2012, Sarah Polley)

The Master (2012, Paul Thomas Anderson)

Middle of Nowhere (2012, Ava DuVernay)

Laurence Anyways (2012, Xavier Dolan)

It’s Such a Beautiful Day (2012, Don Hertzfeldt)

Dallas Buyers Club (2013, Jean-Marc Vallée)

Short Term 12 (2013, Destin Daniel Cretton)

The Salt of the Earth (2014, Juliano Ribeiro Salgado & Wim Wenders)

Deux jours, une nuit (2014, Jean-Pierre & Luc Dardenne)

Mommy (2014, Xavier Dolan)

What Happened, Miss Simone? (2015, Liz Garbus)

45 Years (2015, Andrew Haigh)



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