There should be a Snapchat for pugs only.
I’m always annoyed when, in discussing a woman’s courage, balls—being a male reference to virility and strength—is used as a reference to her incredible feat. I love that Rollins said this.
New York Times Review
"Ms. Everett, a downtown cult figure, has a big voice, a big body and a mighty capacity for testing boundaries — both her own and the audience’s." (via ‘Rock Bottom,’ Bridget Everett’s Unbridled Show at Joe’s Pub - NYTimes.com)
I’m going to see this show tomorrow night and I’m so excited. Bridget is the third and fourth coming for me; her music, her voice, her lyrics capture a treasure trove of experience from her lens, which is a magnificent one. Watch her sing “I’ll Take You Home” after you click on the link. It’s a beautiful song.
I left Doctor Who because I could not get along with the senior people. I left because of politics. I did not see eye-to-eye with them. I didn’t agree with the way things were being run. I didn’t like the culture that had grown up, around the series. So I left, I felt, over a principle.
I thought to remain, which would have made me a lot of money and given me huge visibility, the price I would have had to pay was to eat a lot of shit. I’m not being funny about that. I didn’t want to do that and it comes to the art of it, in a way. I feel that if you run your career and– we are vulnerable as actors and we are constantly humiliating ourselves auditioning. But if you allow that to go on, on a grand scale you will lose whatever it is about you and it will be present in your work.
If you allow your desire to be successful and visible and financially secure – if you allow that to make you throw shades on your parents, on your upbringing, then you’re knackered. You’ve got to keep something back, for yourself, because it’ll be present in your work. A purity or an idealism is essential or you’ll become– you’ve got to have standards, no matter how hard work that is. So it makes it a hard road, really.
You know, it’s easy to find a job when you’ve got no morals, you’ve got nothing to be compromised, you can go, ‘Yeah, yeah. That doesn’t matter. That director can bully that prop man and I won’t say anything about it’. But then when that director comes to you and says ‘I think you should play it like this’ you’ve surely got to go ‘How can I respect you, when you behave like that?’
So, that’s why I left. My face didn’t fit and I’m sure they were glad to see the back of me. The important thing is that I succeeded. It was a great part. I loved playing him. I loved connecting with that audience. Because I’ve always acted for adults and then suddenly you’re acting for children, who are far more tasteful; they will not be bullshitted. It’s either good, or it’s bad. They don’t schmooze at after-show parties, with cocktails.
Christopher Eccleston (via thehellofitall)
FOREVER REBLOG THIS CLASSY ASSHOLE
What I appreciate about the Dove initiatives is their ambition to empower women’s sense of themselves and the various bits that makes that make sense. In my lifetime, my sense of myself has come apart and I’ve put it back together again, and this sense includes not isn’t limited to, what I see when I look in the mirror, the space that’s inside my head, the things that live in my heart. As a teenager, what I got in terms of media-generated empowerment was “Nothing Gets Between Me and My Calvins.” Thank goodness for I Am Woman, Hear Me Roar. ;-)
In this series of spots, the emphasis is on what we as Moms pass on to our daughters.
This is gorgeous. This is something I would totally subscribe to on a tablet and read on my commute.
feeling this today
Way too powerful an image here…
This speaks volume about the standards expected in society on how one should look. And how young we begin to be bombarded with these standards…Picture by Meg Gaiger
I can’t remember the amount of times of cried while grabbing at my fat and wishing I could cut it off. It started when I was eight. This picture and the meaning behind it is so, so important.
we look at our bodies, from a young age, and find fault.
Muslim spoken word poet Madiha Bhatti didn’t like the objectifying lyrics she heard in contemporary music, so she wrote her own. This is a fantastic smart girl and i’m her new fan! - nelia-perez
"So can we turn up the volume, but turn down the noise
Stop polluting the minds of our men and our boys
With all the rude misogyny and bland homogeny
Of rhymes and beats so crude and obsolete
Cuz our ears are bleeding from all these cowards
The time is ours, We are ready to devour
Lyrics that make us feel empowered
I know it’s a steep mountain to climb,
It might take a while, but until that time
I think I’d rather just spit my own rhymes”
Love her words. Madiha Bhatti.