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fashiondailymag · 2 years
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ROSE BERTRAM AT CANNES 2022 For the premiere of “ARMAGEDDON TIME” by James Gray.
ROSE BERTRAM makeup by Dior: here's the look For the face : Dior Forever (Matte) : 3N Neutral, Dior Backstage Flash Perfector Concealer : 2N Neutral, Rouge Blush : Bal 250 For the eyes : Diorshow On Set Brow : 01 Blond, Diorshow Mono Couleur Couture : 449 Dune, Diorshow Mono Couleur Couture : 006 Pearl Star, Crayon Eyeliner Waterproof : Noir Trinidad 094 , Diorshow : 090 Black For the lips : Dior Addict Lip Maximizer : 001 Pink, Rouge Dior 2022 : matte 060 Première
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fdmlovesmusic · 2 years
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mood music: TAXIPHONE Gael Faye
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fdmlovesfashion · 1 year
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FASHION MONTH: 3 new womens fashion designers to know now
FASHION MONTH HIGHLIGHTS: 3 NYFW fashion designers to know nowFASHION MONTH: 3 new womens fashion designers to know now.For the fall winter 2023-24 collections on the New York Fashion Week runway, we were all about new fashion, fresh fashion, and fashion that makes us happy.   Talented and spirited,  new womenswear fashion designers creating wearable design we loved at NYFW included VICTOR de…
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diaryinthesnow · 2 years
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Kristina by Mark Fennell
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Okpu Agu Balaclava and bucket hats by GAEA LUMI
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meshlasolus · 2 months
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The Winner Takes It All
Episode 10
Pairing: Finnick Odair x Tribute(OC)!Reader
Chapter Warnings: more death, more canon typical violence, some bonding between allies because they gotta survive this bitch as long as they can...
Chapter Summary: Danger lies in places you least expect it. Whether that be in the form of a small animal, or in a harmless capitol citizen. No one is safe from anything in the hunger games.
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howdy ho, pls excuse my laziness as of lately and enjoy some daily updates (i am not lazy i swear i have been launching a literal fashion brand ToT)
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He snapped out of his trance when he heard the tail end of a half whispered conversation behind him.  “I imagine with her it would be marvelous, she certainly has the stamina,” one of the men behind him chuckled, the one on his left nodding in agreement before slamming back his drink. “Not to mention the flexibility.”
Finnick was restless, watching the screen, as usual. 
He’d only gone into the viewing party to stir some chatter, enough to get a sponsor, but then he’d been back on his couch, Mags close by in a chair that was far too large for a sweet little old woman such as herself. She did not care to move, either. 
It hurt her, to know that all this work, all this dedication, and all this commitment to the girl that came here from four might be in vain. But she kept a smile of optimism on her face for him, because she hadn’t seen him care so much about something in a long time. He had almost been numbed to these occasions, dulled to their effects. She held onto the same sliver of hope that he had been clinging to, praying that he would not be crushed if she were to lose. She couldn’t bear to watch him go through something like that again. The first time being when he watched the girl from his district die in the arena beside him. They trained together, they were allies together, and they had known each other before the reaping. Just like you and Lukas. 
Lukas, the dear boy with the longing for a loving mother. Mags hoped she gave him a taste of what it was like, to have someone wrap their arms around you and to be proud of you without any cause or reason. Lukas needed that. Lukas needed a lot of things. She hated the rules of these games, hated the games more than anything. That boy deserves to live, deserves to finally be shown respect from the one person he craves the most… but Finnick’s girl. One who also deserves to live, to come home and to let Finnick hold you in his arms. Mags would never bring it up to him, but she knows the glint in his eye is more than just the protection of a mentor. The look of genuine fear when he feels his prized girl may be in danger is not just one of sympathy for another tribute. He’s latched onto this one, she can feel it. She only hopes that when the time comes for one of them to die, that she will not have to face the streams of tears… her own or Finnicks. 
She watches him, the way he studies your every movement when the screen returns to the career pack, now depleted to three careers and a district seven tribute. A wild bunch they are, but hopefully the game makers will not overestimate their abilities. Lukas may have killed one tribute already, but Mercedes hasn’t. Mags doesn’t think she even could if she tried to. She knows that Finnick thinks the same thing. 
His smile when he leans forward is sweet, seeing her open the note she had crumpled into her pocket. She mirrors his smile on the other side of the camera, not even realizing it. His heart melts as she reads it, and rereads it, and then once more. She’s clinging to it, holding onto that little piece of paper. It’s the only communication she can get from him on the inside of this damned arena. 
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“We should save those, we need to be using this time to gather other sources of food before more tributes come back to the cornucopia.”
Lukas was taking the lead again, and for good reason. There was little debate when it came to who was pulling the strings of this makeshift operation. He’d been the most confident with his survival knowledge, although he lacked in combat from the other careers. 
“He’s right, by tomorrow, the last tributes are going to try and find us. It’s best we stock up everything we’re going to need before that happens,” Lyra said, throwing on one of the backpacks, one of the smaller ones full of Kunai knives and hunting lures. 
“I w-wove this last night, it’s n-not standard, but it should w-work,” you held up to Lukas the fishing net you’d conjured before you’d gotten so tired the night before. It was far smaller than what he was used to, but it would work nonetheless. 
“It’s perfect,” he smiled, packing it up into another backpack, slinging it over his shoulder as he nodded his head towards the trail ahead. 
You all were going to need to find a river, but luckily for you, Rodey had claimed to see one earlier yesterday, when you were all barely limping back to the cornucopia. 
He was doing really well this morning, probably on account of the sponsor he’d gotten. A new pair of shoes to replace the ones that were torn to bits from running yesterday. His blisters were killing him until those new shoes arrived. Now he was chipper as ever. 
“It was a bit further out, had a waterfall behind it…” he trailed, leading you all in a twisting and turning hike through the foggy forest of vines and trees that were tall enough to be skyscrapers. 
The scenery was something out of an old adventure book, something of an era you wished was alive today. Something where the hero gets the girl, and the danger comes to an end. You don’t see that happening at the conclusion of your story. You see your picture in the sky and the boom of cannonfire, ringing out in your ears before it all goes dark. You just hope it won’t be too horrible, too violent or too messy. 
By the time you reached the river, which was barely even a river, you went to the edge to stand by Lukas. You looked out to the waterfall that was sitting at the edge of the river bank, creating the endless flow. It was pretty, or it would be, under different circumstances. The other two of the group had taken off, finding bushes full of Echinacea flowers, and started harvesting those in case of any possible infections occurring in the future. 
“W-what do I need to do?” You asked the boy next to you, helping him take the net out of the backpack and unfold it enough that it will work to catch. 
“Not much. Can you stand in this shallow part over here?” 
You used his help to step down into the water, the surface level barely reaching your hips. The coolness drenching your clothes was a nice contrast to the constantly warm and overly humid environment. You’d been feeling sticky and gross for the past two days, and this was like a little bath of sorts. It rid you of that nasty feeling, and for once, you were happy to be standing in water.
“You’re good?”
“Yeah, I’m g-good.”
He nodded, hopping in as well and handing you one end of the net, beginning to walk over towards the further side of the small river. It was far deeper on his side, but it didn’t deter him. He kept steady, opening the net and allowing it to start blocking the flow of anything swimming through. There weren’t many fish in the water, so it would take a minute of waiting. 
Meanwhile, Lyra and Rodey had stuffed their pockets full of the flowers and other plants that may be useful to them.
“So, Mercedes,” Lyra began, looking towards the riverbank and seeing you splash your hair into the water. She found it amusing, considering she heard one of the boys comment about her lack of swimming abilities. Maybe they’d been joking. She was from four, so it didn’t quite make sense. 
“What about her?” Rodey’s brows strewn with confusion, he turned to face Lyra completely, setting his backpack down for a moment to sit and rest. It had been a longer journey than expected to get here. 
“You call her Mercy, right?” She asked, and he nodded in return. What was she getting at? He didn’t care to interject yet. “Do you think…?”
“Do I think what?”
She sighed, looking once more to yourself and Lukas, before settling her eyes on Rodey. 
“Do you think she’s actually merciful? I have to think she’d kill either of us if she had to, but something tells me she’s not so sure of herself… She’s strong, man… she’s really strong. But she doesn’t exert it. When she fought me in training, it’s like she didn’t care if she won or lost.”
Rodey’s eyes found your smile by the riverbank, something sweet and warm and full of life, the exact opposite of what these games are supposed to be. You contradicted the meaning the capitol gave them, and he wondered if that would be in more ways than one. 
“She hasn’t killed anyone yet. I think when the time comes she’ll do what she has to, but until then, I wouldn’t bet on it being either of us.”
Lyra nodded, seemingly having the same thought. Rodey likes you, he wasn’t going to say something about you that could get you killed before you had to be. That’s the game, but for as long as he can he wants to take a page out of your book, avoiding the rules.
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Finnick was standing as straight and tall as he could, his confidence on the outside rivaling that which had been seen for years. The side of him that people knew and loved. His cocky gestures and snarky remarks, the slight arrogance and acceptance of man worship at his feet. It had always been a facade, but it was harder to wear recently. Now he did his best to show that he was back, his original self was on display for everyone to see. 
He’d taken the day to become a little more serious about sponsors. So far, there was only one need of a Capitol gift, but as the last days roll around, he knows that he needs to start racking up the funds. You and Lukas have dwindling supplies, and soon, he’s sure the game makers will be using that against you. 
Mags never felt herself useful for this sort of thing, she always sat quietly in the corner and tried to simply read the room, giving tips to Finnick if he needed them. She was so thankful to have him by her side. He was so much better at being the talkative presence in these Capitol functions. Especially ones that had so much riding on them. Today, yours and Lukas’ lives. Next year, another pair of tributes who will need the same supplies, sponsors, and supporters. It was a crucial part of the games, and now more than ever, Finnick sought after these wealthy citizen’s personal assistance. 
He’d taken a break from circling for a moment, standing before the screen, watching you help Lukas with the fishing net. The water was shallow enough to stand in, and you seemed to be doing alright, the current of the stream not pulling or pushing you in any which direction. You’d even dunked your hair into the water, bringing some relief to your body, having thoroughly been exposed to the heat and humidity of this rainforest. Even though it rained often, it was still warm and humid. 
You’d whipped your hair back over your head, splashing Lukas in the face. He playfully scooped a hand into the water and threw it up in your direction, and you laughed with a wide smile. 
You were so beautiful, your smile was stunning. He was momentarily frozen in wonder… awestruck wonder. Like a moment where you gaze upon a magnificent sunset or a calming scene of nature. Something that you have to sit and admire for a second, because damn… you didn’t think anything could be so lovely without even trying.
He snapped out of his trance when he heard the tail end of a half whispered conversation behind him. 
“I imagine with her it would be marvelous, she certainly has the stamina,” one of the men behind him chuckled, the one on his left nodding in agreement before slamming back his drink. “Not to mention the flexibility.”
Finnick turned on his heels, staring down the gentleman’s face, and acting as though he didn’t know what was going on. 
“I’m sorry, what was that?” He played, tilting his head to entice some sort of response. 
“Oh, nothing. We were just talking about how agile and athletic your tributes are. You must be very proud.” 
“I am, and I’m going to do everything I can to keep bad things from happening to them,” he said with a sarcastic tone on the last bit. He knew that with the look he shot the man to speak, they would consider another topic of conversation. 
Finnick only turned back around when they moved on to talk about other tributes. 
What he’d heard pretty much cemented in stone what he already thought to be true. If you made it out of that arena, you’d be doomed to a life the same as him. Being called into the Capitol for nightly visits until they grow tired of you. It took finnick five whole years to become old news… he can’t even imagine how loved you would be for many years beyond that. You’d somehow charmed him without even trying, and here he was on a mission to save your life because of it. He couldn’t fathom how anyone could grow tired of you. There’s no other tribute, past, present, or even future that has a chance of beating you in sweetness and beauty. There’s no other tribute who has your compassion, your mercy… as much as he hated that nickname for you, he now found himself clinging to it in hopes of repeating it back to you. 
The people around him continue to speak of you, and he knows that his selfishness will use it to his advantage. Your life out of the arena would be filled with comments like these, and the repercussions of them, the work and practical slavery of them, not one ever being your fault. But even through all of it, he still wants you to live. He wants you to come home and have a house across from his and beside Mags’. He wants to keep giving you swimming lessons until you feel confident to go into the water without him. He wants to teach you how to fish like he and his father used to do. He wants to take you into the market and show you all his favorite places to get food. He wants to watch you thrive and grow beyond these games and forget about all the bad things. His want for your happiness, his need for your presence to return… It's what drives him. 
He doesn’t linger on the screen for too much longer before he continues making his rounds.
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The looks on the other tribute's faces when you offer them a piece of split open fish is hilarious. You can’t help but giggle. You have to sit for a moment and think, because no, other districts probably don’t just tear open a fish and eat it. How strange, that the tributes can be so different in culture, but still all the same. 
You’ve grown up eating fish, grown up being around the smell and feeling the texture. It doesn’t bother you because it is familiar, and mundane. 
They eventually sucked it up and tried some, knowing that by tomorrow they would have to eat it anyway. 
“It’s not terrible, could use some salt,” Rodey joked around, twisting his face into different expressions with every bite he took. 
“My m-mama cooks fish better than a-anyone I’ve ever met. Bakes it with lemon juice a-and pepper.” You smiled, willing yourself to remember your mother and her home cooked meals. 
She hadn’t been able to cook in very large quantities lately, one of the primary reasons you’d been hungry so often.The loss of your dad’s paycheck was bound to take a toll. 
“Sounds pretty good to me,” He laughed, leaning his shoulder into yours playfully. His attempts at affection were becoming more pronounced as the day went on. Offering you his hand to step out of the river, handing you one of the blankets to dry off with, his lingering touches and prolonged stares that lasted just a bit too long. You didn’t mind it. He made being in this hellhole a decent experience. You’re going to die anyways, might as well enjoy the time you have left. 
Out of nowhere, Lukas’ yell of warning stirred everyone. 
“Lyra, watch out!” 
But it was too late. There was a long and colorful snake that had just sunk its teeth into her arm. Lukas immediately grabbed one of the short swords and cut it in half, ridding her of the animal… but the damage had already been done. 
“What was that thing?” She grabbed her arm in pain, writhing around on the ground after feeling the spread of its venom in her veins. It turned them dark, the webbing of black inky venom had already sunk too far into her system. 
“Lyra,” Rodey tried to still her movements, her screams of terror going in one ear and out the other. Lukas rummaged through the backpacks, along with you, to try and find some of that healing ointment that the sponsors had given you the day before. You’d found it at the bottom of the last pack, turning around quickly and trying to help her. 
“Hold her still,” Lukas told Rodey, opening the canister, and applying some of the medical treatment over the entry wound, but it didn’t do anything. She still shook like a leaf, and wasn’t stopping. 
You knelt down and grabbed one of the bandage rolls from the same pack, trying to tie off her arm and create a tourniquet from it. The venom didn’t spread as fast, but it was still going, slowly reaching the top of her arm as it crawled over every vein she had. She had stopped screaming, but took your arm with her other hand. She pulled your forwards, and your eyes widened momentarily in fear. 
“Take it off, please,” she cried, her voice now slightly hoarse from the screams. You shook your head, about to protest, but she nodded. “I’m one less person to kill. Take it off.”
You looked at Lukas and Rodey, and they looked upset, but didn’t tell you anything. They didn’t know what to say. They had been happy to have this girl as an ally, but this is the hunger games. All will die but one, and this is Lyra’s time.
You looked back to her, your eyes welling up with tears. With a heavy heart, you untied the bandaging, letting the venom spread quickly again. Her flailing movements and screaming returned, but you had to step back, turning away and ducking your head into Rodey’s shoulder to keep her out of your eyeline. Once again the screaming stopped, and you looked back… Lyra had a look of peace in her now still eyes. She was gone, and the cannon fired synonymously after. You didn’t stop crying, and neither Rodey nor Lukas said anything to you about it. You felt like it was you. You felt like you’d killed her… 
That’s the thing about mercy. It isn’t always about showing restraint, or holding back. Sometimes, it’s about giving in, and letting things take their course.
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silvyysthings · 7 months
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Hi Silvy. Perhaps this is what sparked someone’s reaction to an engagement announcement:
https://twitter.com/topones_media/status/1707837157618905390
A friend of mine just shared an Instagram post from a different “source” (read: bot account) with the exact same wording as this Twitter one and asked how I was feeling about the tragic news. I recall seeing a couple others under Timothée’s Twitter tag, however I cannot be bothered to weed through my block list. 
Honestly, I hate all these bots just pumping out shit on all platforms - announcements of dating/engagement, breakup, new movie/show, etc. whether true or not. It’s old-fashioned National Enquirer junk articles on steroids disseminated daily through bots. Makes bot follows and likes look annoyingly quaint.
Any of you ever notice when there’s big response about Timothée and K that suddenly Tumblr has 10-20 bot accounts pushing information about them? The latest are the accounts ending “-polycom” with the headline “Real reason Kylie Jenner’s kids haven’t met Timothée Chalamet yet – and Kylie’s secret fear over his family”. Same posts were circulating on Twitter a day or two ago. A few days ago it was accounts ending “-mag” with the headline “Kylie Jenner Wears a Ring While Holding Hands With Timothée Chalamet”. And then a week or two ago it was accounts ending in “-mag” with “Kylie Jenner and Timothée Chalamet Are ‘Not Official Yet’ (Source)”.
Short story long:  (1) Many people do not read past many headlines and (2) Platforms dependent upon advertising revenue for income are a problem because driving people to an advertisement-filled destination requires users to click links in which platforms utilize the enragement equals engagement rule.
Apologies for my lengthy contribution. Have a great weekend! ✌️ 
People aren't capable to make their own researches
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aromeanti · 2 months
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Realness Revealed
As a young, introverted homebody, I'm pretty active on social media, where I find comfort in all sorts of interesting content. I often watch like 3-5 vids of these super talented influencers, straight outta a fashion mag, which sometimes makes me feel like I'm living in a different universe from them. But then I stumble upon videos of regular folks, just like you and me, showing their unfiltered daily lives: a girl doing a makeup tutorial showing off her unshaved armpits, a dude living in a modest setup but still rocking his passion for styling with what he's got, or even a girl going solo for activities like picnics or camping. Those vids seem to be a subtle reminder of a reality we often dodge, hinting that real life, imperfect as it is, can still be beautiful.
In a way, those videos made me realize the beauty around us and encouraged me to step out of my comfort zone. I mean, I used to never dare to sit alone at a restaurant or café, always opting for takeout, but now I allow myself a good half hour or two at a café, just soaking in the vibe with my sketchbook by my side.
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winxwiki · 9 months
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Definitely. According to a poll on the winx club website (you'll have to take my word for it because the archive can't load it), Tecna was dead last in popularity.
And it's ok! Unfortunately most of these books have never released outside Italy, though I've seen some pictures in polish and russian!
Types of books I've seen so far were...
Narrative, mostly side stories set in the main canon. From illustrated books to just plain text, there was quite a variety of choice depending on your age. After season 5, they're all illustrated storybooks. Quiz, sticker books, coloring books. The usual Winx Club "Guides" for kids for daily life, fashion, manners and such. Yes, there were Winx educational books! They were released in summer, usually. They also had quizzes in them. The comics, of course, including a Pixie spin off. No, not Pop Pixie. The classical Pixies! Released shortly after season 2, the magazine didn't last particularly long. Lore Books. From the encyclomagia during season 2 and season 3's release to "guide to the magical world" in season 8 encompassing all season till now. All information about the series. Making of books. So far I have only found the one for the first movie. How to draw books. Ever wanted to draw Enchantix? You won't learn with these.
They were mostly aimed at any kid who could read, so 6 years old onwards. The comics/magazines had a slightly higher target since the official Winx fanmail would talk about slightly more pre-teen topics and questions. Pixie Mag was the one for much younger elementary schoolers.
If you want to know and see more, feel free to ask!
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limitlessimagines · 2 years
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Agents' Reading Material (part 1: Astra, Breach, Brim, Chamber)
Astra: big on magazines, specifically the home and lifestyle ones. She loves reading life tips, fashion suggestions, opinion pieces, new gossip on celebrities, and checking out recipes. These magazines are colourful, and always have something new and fresh for her to get into when she’s bored. Astra also enjoys magazines about the planet and humanity. So you’ll find her floating upside-down with a Nat Geo mag sometimes. Astra’s magazine list includes: Reader’s Digest, Real Simple, and Smithsonian.
Breach: though he’s a jokester and doesn’t look like he’s serious about anything, he did make his own arms. Breach is always reading up on the newest engineering articles so he can better his prosthetics. If there’s one thing he and Killjoy can meet in the middle about, it’s that! He doesn’t read that often though, so when he does, it’s usually about engineering. Breach’s engineering reading material includes: The Design of Everyday Things, Engineering and the Mind’s Eye, and Popular Mechanics. Oh, and also engineering manuals. A lot of them.
Brimstone: the news. As a self proclaimed ‘old dog’, Brim keeps up with his fair share of world events by checking the news every morning. He doesn’t have the time to get a physical newspaper, so he’s learned to use the tablet Killjoy gave him to read it. It gives him a sense of understanding about how things are going in the world, and gets his brain going in the morning, thinking about how to keep the world a safe place. The only downside to reading the news electronically is that he can’t do his daily crossword :(. He got a little book of them though :)
Chamber: biographies, autobiographies, memoirs and sheet music. A man of many interests. He enjoys reading biographies about famous figures. How their lives shaped them to be the people they are now. How their difficulties forged them into successful players in life. It motivates him. On top of that, Chamber also collects sheet music. He loves real handwritten ones. Not the mass-printed books, no. When he visits operas and orchestras, he’ll charm someone to let him have a page from their show. Or pay for it, if they’re being difficult. He frames it later, and maybe transcribes it to piano if he feels up to it. Some of the figures Chamber has read about include: Frida Kahlo, Maximilien Robespierre, and Mozart.
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fashiondailymag · 2 years
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fdmlovesfashion · 1 year
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Haute Couture: Jean Paul Gaultier 2023 by Haider Ackermann
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chrisevansluv · 1 year
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Honestly, I really don't get how this kind of PR help actors careers. Does anyone in HW is actually hired because of a rs? For example: someone will not hire Tom Holland or Zendaya because they are dating (or dated, I have no idea of their current rs status). They are hired because they already have a fan base and a name out there, principally Zendaya. Of course, the rs helps, but it's not THAT important, IMO. I don't think anyone is gonna look at AB and think: hey, let's hire CE's gf! She is not that important. Danm, not even him is that big in the grand scheme of scenes. So I think all this is... unecessary? Like, go live their lives, date and have fun, the world doesn't care. Or am I seeing the things wrong and it does make a difference?Nah, actually you make a lot of sense. It's not like any of his ex girlfriends had any big exposure while dating him (basically because Chris himself isn't that big and relevant in Hollywood yet). But if they want to believe being Chris Evans' girlfriend will give her a lot more than followers on IG, then well... //
As a former leod stan and now a former ce stan I disagree. Just look at Leo's last under 25. No one know who she was now some know her name, Camila marrone. She started getting movie roles, albeit small ones, but movie roles nonetheless. And invited to fashion shows. She even won an award for her acting. 😐 She was always in the daily Mail while they were together and especially after their breakup. Back in the day when Leo DiCaprio was still remotely attractive and his girlfriends were still real models, not insta models, they always miraculously landed mag covers right after the relationship was revealed. The same will happen for trollba. And yes because of her association to CE. People are that shallow, especially people in that industry.
Sorry to disagree, but Chris is not Leonardo Dicaprio. He doesn't have the status, the recognition nor the respect Leo has in Hollywood among directors, producers and other actors. Yes, he is appreciated and well known, but not at that level (not even close).
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isthespiceoflife · 1 year
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Well, we're finally here for Miami Art Week (casually referred to as 'Art Basel') for yet another post-pandemic yr, now in vanglorious 2022!
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For its participation in Scope Miami Beach, ArtTime presents a selection of works by artists: Barnabe, Tsuyu Bridwell and Miles Regis (just above pic: "Triggered Awakenings"). Here's a video-walk-thru of last year's "Scope Art Show" I stumbled upon, right below.
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There's lots to get to, see and do. Factor-in a must-visit to Untitled Art Fair, as well. If you get in, you could pretend you're an art expert :)
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Hey, and some even come for anything but the art, unless you're gonna call food art too?
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Yea, sometimes food could be considered art, most definitely. But let's move on, there's lots of events, different evolving neighborhoods to explore, parties and lounges, after all, we are in Miami/SoBe.
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And oh, let's not forget concerts. There's one called "Mirror Mirror" honoring the late, iconic Virgil Abloh too. Grab your tix here. Sooner or later, you'll discover everyone's got (or trying to score!) their tix.
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The weekend has a lot to offer, including a touchdown of the Soulection crew for their "Soulection Presents" show feat. Sango, Joe Kay, Uncle Waffles & Major League DJz.
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As in any visit, once you're on the ground and start mingling, networking to get your feet wet, we all know you could probably add a few more hundred discoveries that you'll ditch the above for, or end up missing because you were told either when it's over, or while it's going on. Yea, we hate that too. So here's one more, just in case that 'friend' forgot to, you know, invite ya ass.
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Anyway, let's not forget why we're here. Although the creative parallels of music, film, literature, fashion, design, cuisine and yes, art go hand-in-hand throughout various destinations, let's ((try to)) keep our focus.
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We got design gurus, Surface Mag's crossings of Polygon technology and art, creatively speaking for W South Beach Hotel's hosting of 'Polygon x Surface', and maybe we'll catch one of their daily immersive events live, instead of reading about it while we're here. Yet another case of the cooler than cool, not being 'waitlist' cool!?
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Another vibrant art show, Art Miami (& its sister fair) Context Art Fair, kicks-off on Wednesday, Nov. 30. You can grab tix right here.
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kmp78 · 28 days
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"But JL (or Nana, if she is around) can't keep an eye on them 24/7. 🤷🏼‍♀️"
But all them want to prosper in fashion or anything related... so they, or better, their teams, are not playing with their careers for the shake of trolling.
Thinny the troll, so-called carrer, has gone to dry dock by now, isn't it?
Oh I don't doubt that they all would cry from happiness if JL was able to pull some strings and hook them up with lucrative modeling deals (which he won't do cos he hasn't got that kind of power! 😭), or if JL would just agree to a very public photo op or two with them for the Daily Mail or People Mag (which he also won't do cos hells nah! 😭).
If their goal was to latch on to a famous face and milk it for some career benefits, then oh dear...
They really aimed for the wrong target! 🫣
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