J.bird
mariaemma:

and bread with nutella too.

mariaemma:

and bread with nutella too.

yes

yes

pindycineda:

No James Franco, just be in my room.

eskimokisses-and-bearhugs:

cemetery weather. on We Heart It - http://weheartit.com/entry/17516701/via/oodkesofpoppies
kateoplis:

“[T]hese girls are special. They’re powerful in spite of sex not because of it.” 
“These girls not only demand public space while (almost) naked—they own it. In scenes that echo theaters of masculinity and its accompanying sexual violence, not a single allusion is made to the possibility of that violence. Ignoring rape culture could have been naïve, but in the Skittle-lit world of the movie it was a power move. By not acknowledging the threat of their surroundings, they situate themselves as the threat. Refreshingly, their bodies aren’t a vulnerability.”
“Whether walking around at night with skin exposed or demanding authority while in that same state of undress, the girls delegitimize patriarchal privilege. Korine’s band of heroines saunters in front of the camera but give its gaze as much control over them as they give Alien.
That is how a film starring four young women in bikinis subverts the trope of female bodies as sites of experience for others.”
Don’t hate the slayer, hate the game

kateoplis:

[T]hese girls are special. They’re powerful in spite of sex not because of it.” 

“These girls not only demand public space while (almost) naked—they own it. In scenes that echo theaters of masculinity and its accompanying sexual violence, not a single allusion is made to the possibility of that violence. Ignoring rape culture could have been naïve, but in the Skittle-lit world of the movie it was a power move. By not acknowledging the threat of their surroundings, they situate themselves as the threat. Refreshingly, their bodies aren’t a vulnerability.”

“Whether walking around at night with skin exposed or demanding authority while in that same state of undress, the girls delegitimize patriarchal privilege. Korine’s band of heroines saunters in front of the camera but give its gaze as much control over them as they give Alien.

That is how a film starring four young women in bikinis subverts the trope of female bodies as sites of experience for others.”

Don’t hate the slayer, hate the game