This awkward moment when Will turns into some kind of Disney villain.
I feel him, I see him
The sun caught in his human-eating teeth
Is blazing in me out of all control
Don’t let this cannibal cast his spell
Don’t let his barbecue sear my flesh and bone
Destroy Hannibal Lecter
And let him taste the fires of hell
Or else let him be mine and mine alone
Now cannibal, it’s your turn
Choose me or
Your “scallops and people wine”
Be mine or you will burn
If you can’t find a place on your blog for Patrick Stewart in a bathtub dressed like a lobster, then your blog probably doesn’t deserve such majesty anyway.
I think he planned this haha
I believe a lot of conflict in the Wild West could have been avoided completely if cowboy architects had just made their towns big enough for everyone.
Grace’s wedding dress was the crowning achievement of Helen Rose’s career, and the most expensive garment she ever designed. The dress, valued at more than $7,200 at the time, had been worked on feverishly in top secret for six week by a platoon of three dozen seamstresses. Suitably feminine and elegant, it was an ivory high-necked, long-sleeved gown with a fitted bodice with an overlay of 125-year-old rose point lace. The cut of the gown accentuated Grace’s tiny waist; its voluminous bell skirt of silk taffeta, peau de soie, tulle, and lace billowed with hundreds of yards of fabric. The circular veil added ninety more yards of tulle, highlighted with seed pearls and affixed to a small fitted headpiece.
Game of Thrones premiere in Milan
Happy 49th Birthday Robert Downey Jr. (April 4th)
Dame Diana Rigg at the GoT S4 press conference [x]
The collar! The ring! The woman who spent the late 60s on TV in a freakin’ catsuit and walked away with dignity intact! The terror of all cheese-bearing men in the Seven Kingdoms!
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FAVOURITE MOVIES: Stranger Than Fiction (2006)An IRS auditor suddenly finds himself the subject of narration only he can hear: narration that begins to affect his entire life, from his work, to his love-interest, to his death.
A very picky Chinese farmer who had a bout of genius decided that pears were boring, tasty but very boring and uninteresting. As any modern day Picasso or brilliant person does he decide to go against his mother’s words and play with his food. Setting out to create a Buddha pear by encasing the young pears in molds while they’re still on the tree.As they grow they have no choice but to take the shape of the spiritual figure. Buddha pears are sold in China, but the farmer plans to spread the love worldwide.