Love On Tour: Paris I (via denizashouse)

do you think we will see tayrry at the met gala?

My brain says no because she has logic and reason but my heart says yes because she’s an optimist looking for something to live for

Btw if you guys aren’t following me on Twitter this is the kind of bimonthly content you’re missing out on!

I think about your son a lot. How is he?

Aw, this is so nice 😭…he’s better than he has been, but not nearly well. We did 3 Rituxan infusions last year (which was brutal) and they seem to have eased the worst of his symptoms, but we’re stuck at the moment in a not-terrible-not-good plateau. He actually has an appointment tonight with a homeopath who comes very highly recommended by other parents of PANS kids, but I don’t feel super optimistic about it.

On the brighter side, he has been able to go back to school this year (it’s been tough, but he goes), and he finished 2nd in the spelling bee and is in the top math and reading groups (he’s in 5th grade) after basically not having any school for 2 years…he’s so smart and he tries so hard. So yeah, we’re just keeping on keeping on, expecting nothing and hoping for nothing but appreciating any good day as it comes along.

Kids are a joy, adorable birthday card 🥹 happy birthday 💗 it’s nice to “see” you! Though it reminds me how much I miss the good old active silly days on here, it was a fun few years ☺️

I know 😭 I feel the same! Unfortunately the most active part of the fandom on here now is…not a group I enjoy. However! I’ll be here posting drawings once dear Harry decides to give us new pics (pls Harr I’m dying)

Harry disappointed me by not doing anything public today but at least I got the best birthday card ever from one of my students 😊

Cult leader Harry 💟💜😈

“When we found out he had got through to the televised auditions of The X Factor it suddenly felt real. There’s a list of songs that contestants select from and we pored over it to choose ones that he already knew, ones he liked and ones he couldn’t imagine singing. When he had to practice, he suddenly became shy and wouldn’t let us listen. He was constantly singing before and, at first, I didn’t understand why this was any different. After a lot of persuasion, he would stand in the bathroom with the door shut and sing Isn’t She Lovely and Hey, Soul Sister, while Mum and I sat on the landing outside. I’d never experienced a shy Harry, and never honestly appreciated that he could really sing - it was usually hidden behind humour or sarcasm or some silly voice; I’d heard him sing Handbags and Gladrags a million times in his room on a karaoke machine but it was always a performance mixed with swagger and bravado as he pretended to be someone else. When he was little he sang in a primary school play as an Elvis version of the Pharaoh in Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat. It was ridiculous. He was funny. As soon as it was serious, and he was being himself, it was like he’d had his shield snatched away. And he was great.”

— Gemma on Harry in Another Man magazine (via coneyislands)

I can’t stop thinking about how the pizza guy would’ve told this story to his friends after if it hadn’t been revealed as a prank. like what.. what would he say? how could the emotionally impoverished language of the average bro express the sheer weirdness of that encounter?

would he try to explain what had happened? the repeated fist bumps would be easy enough to describe. bros could understand the social weirdness of another bro repeatedly wanting to fist bump you when usually just the one would suffice. but how would he put into words the image of a world-famous popstar rolling up an entire slice of pizza and slowly sliding it into his open mouth, and then just.. just sitting there motionlessly, staring into space, not chewing? how would he convey the mute and inarticulate sense of panic that must’ve welled up in his chest as harry began to laugh hysterically, falling back onto the sofa and repeating JOLLY GOOD. JOLLY GOOD! JOLLY GOOD? how would he even begin to describe the experience of watching harry zone out for a long minute before saying in a choked voice, “I love pizza. I love cheese. I love it on anything. I love it on toast. tortillas. tacos. enchiladas. quesadillas, tostados. I love pasta. mmmmmm penne pasta. rigatoni pasta. linguini pasta. pepperoni pasta... macaroni pasta... sounds like pepperoni but it’s not, it’s macaroni...”

how would he justify his own feeble attempt to reestablish normal social rapport by weakly saying “yeah, yeah - definitely sounds like pepperoni...” only for harry to launch into a cheese fact, which somehow leads to an apparent nervous breakdown over his inability to recall said cheese fact, and all the while pizza man’s mind is just complete static, nothing computes, he doesn’t know how long he’s been here, he doesn’t know if he’ll ever be allowed to leave, will he see his girlfriend again, do his parents know he loves them, should this man be allowed to just wander the streets, could he overpower this popstar if there was a struggle, why did he skip arms day, is the door locked, is the door locked, is the door locked..............?

I just wonder, had this not been an elaborate setup, would he have chosen to tell this story to others? or, having no language with which to express it, would he have taken it with him to the grave, like a man returned from war, shell-shocked, irrevocably changed?

Listening to my Haylor playlist and realizing that Taylor has a lot of nerve for that “your new girl is my clone/you search in every model’s bed” business when she dated a string of English boys after Harry HMMMM

Harry being an idiot in Argentina, May 4th

Red panda enjoying his treats

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I was joking about hag afflictions last week but I should’ve known better…I’ve been flattened by some mystery virus (not covid or flu) that had me in the ER Friday night. Masks should be mandatory all winter every year.

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pleasing Our Founder, Harry Styles, toasts the launch of Pleasing Fragrance with friends in London. November, 2023.