#Rio Marx

[justanothersimsblog]

Oh Julio, I wouldn't be happy if I were you. You just stole Seraphine's clothes from the hot tub. You're likely to get in trouble.

But might as well see some updates from your family:

I guess Julio's mom, Rosaline, has broken up with her old beau and has set her sights on Guy. Not sure that's a good idea.

WHY did the relationship end though? Oh I'm GLAD you asked. Turns out Rio had a baby with Esmarelda, as in Rosaline's sister!

[bresiltropical]

Brasília e Rio de Janeiro em L’homme de Rio (1964) Philippe de Broca

[kaeterine]

retratos de fujiii & deêego no sitio burle marx em barra de guaratiba, rio de janeiro

tirei na câmera de @guayobada

[russadocachorrobranco]

Roberto Burle Marx. Avenida Atlantica, Copacabana. Atlantica (Atlantic) avenue, Copacabana district.

Роберто Бурле Марш. Проспект Атлантика, Копакабана.

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[martinogolter]

http://www.martinogolter.com/martinogolter/tropiques.html#images-3

[kathleenkern]

ESMA Museum and Site of Memory

The Armed Forces of Argentina installed the first ESMA (School of Navy Mechanics) institutions in 1975. Despite the name, the military/security state always intended to use them as clandestine centers for the torture, interrogation, rape, illegal detention and murder of people whom they deemed not worthy of membership in society. They accomplished all these atrocities with the help of U.S. tax…

[kanna-ophelia]

A long love letter to one of my other fandoms - Jem and the Holograms

CAN I INTEREST YOU IN MY OBSCURE CANON? Especially if you're into f/f. Or canon queer characters, including a trans lesbian. Adorable sexy fat characters. Adorable sexy thin characters. Adorable fashion. Adorable songs. Everything is so freaking adorable.

This is going to be long, but it has lots of pretty pictures and videos.

Showtime, Synergy.

When I was a primary school student, the cartoon version and dolls of JEM! aka Jem and the Holograms were what my inner world revolved around. It's the story of a young woman called Jerrica who, along with her younger sister and foster sisters, inherits her father's legacy—half a record company, a foster home, and an intelligent super computer who can create holograms. Jerrica uses this to create a new identity, Jem, to lead her sisters in a band, and their good deeds and pure pop were opposed by the selfish, wild Misfits (who were my favourites, led by diva Pizzazz) and later Eurorock power ballad band the Stingers. Oh, and it had three perfect little pop gems every episode. Please watch the original opening theme, it's so good.

Jerrica was my heroine, no two ways about it. She was a rock star. She was clever, and kind, and a wonderful sister, and a fantastic record label manager, and did big benefit concerts for charity, and had a whole house full of freaking orphans. She also had a really messed up relationship with her boyfriend, Rio, who she was dating in both identities and gaslighting him like woah, but I hated Rio for cheating on Jerrica with... herself... so that was fine.

It's one of my oldest fandoms. And I am about the f/f.

Hands down, the most popular f/f pairing is Stormer/Kimber, which I hold is as canon as Christy Marx (the head writer) could make them. The sweetest Misfit and the wildest Hologram and their star-crossed love. (Kimber also dated pretty much every man she ever met, to the extent of walking down the aisle with one man because she was peeved another man didn't propose to her. Kimber was a mess, bless her.)

They did like run down beaches at sunset hand-in-hand and Stormer keeps a picture of Kimber on her bedside table, that she gazes longingly at. Also look at this, there is no way this isn't the Holgrams and the Misfits trying to protect the babies of their groups from a bad romance. Pizzazz singing "She'll break your heart in two" kills me.

Oh, and this is Kimber and Stormer in the more recent IDW comics series.

YOU LOOK... STARS. Is that not the most adorably besotted thing ever? Also, those of you who know my weakness for all-bones/all-curves are nodding knowingly now.

God they are so ludicrously cute, I can't even. And don't worry, Shana, the comics also turn your incredibly boring cartoon boyfriend Anthony into an adorable teddybear of a man. One weird trick pulled by the comics is to make the male cast actually lovable, even Rio, but this post is mostly about the ladies. The comics brings the story up to date. No great pop gems, but modern diversity. Different bodies, different faces, the first trans lesbian Misfit, Blaze,--who is in a relationship my beloved Misfit hanger-on and troublemaker, Clash. FINALLY SHE GETS A MISFITS GIRLFRIEND, everything I ever wanted for Clash.

Blaze has the fiery hair, naturally, while Clash currently rocks teal. Also Blaze is a sweetie, and you could argue Clash is terrible and doesn't deserve anything, but shut up, I love her and she's very sweet to Blaze. Just a menace to life and safety otherwise.

The comic also gives Misfit Jetta the identity her creator originally wanted for her (Black-Asian) despite the producers going no, she has to be white because she's English, the UK only has white people or something. Did I mention Jetta? She was a late addition to the Misfits (they needed more dolls), and i adore her. In the cartoon, she's a rough and tumble saxophonist who tells outrageous lies about her connections with royalty to band leader Pizzazz, who being a dumb rich American, swallows them all and tells Jetta Daddy will take care of her Visa. Pizzazz was very, VERY taken with her at first sight.

Actually, though, the arrival of Jetta didn't displace Pizzazz/Roxy (the girl with the white hair, a tough (reading butch), illiterate Italian American bass player (and my actual favourite character apart from Jerrica herself) as my favourite ship. Jetta/Roxy did. Because Roxy is painfully, agonisingly jealous of Jetta taking Pizzazz's attention and Roxy and Jetta quarrel nonstop and, yeah, I ship "Roxy eventually lets go of her obvious pining for Pizzazz and ends up with Jetta".

Also, good news.

OMG they were roommates. SECRET roommates. My ship lives. Also, Jetta and Roxy think it's hilarious that Pizzazz could ever think anyone could outvote her. She's Pizzazz. It's not a democracy.

One last thing - the Stingers. Their doll line (and the cartoon) was cancelled, but they are so great. They are also pretty much a polycule in the cartoon. I am not kidding, at one point Riot goes "It's time for bed. Come on, girls." Anyway, Riot is Jerrica's romantic temptation (as Jem) and he is also very queer coded. There's this background episode where he was never manly enough for his father, who wanted him to be a tough military man, when he is secretly.... a musician, who likes fabulous clothes.

Until Jem convinces him to come out and be true to himself, and he sings a power ballad called "Let Me Be" about being his real self and his father finally accepts him as he is. That song kinds of sucks, so have a fun Stingers song from earlier in the episode (still with bonus Daddy angst and GREAT fashion.)

I really hate the interior art of the Stingers arc in the comics (everyone has flat faces, bulging eyes and no noses), but on the covers, Riot is so delightfully androgynous. The cast is, left to right, Raya, Minx, Riot and Rapture. Yes, Raya was the last added Hologram in the cartoon, it's complicated. And yeah. As well as the poclycule, I ship Rapture/Minx as a couple in every version.

OH. And there was a live action movie ten years back. We don't talk about the live action movie, for a lot of reasons, including exploitation of the Jem faithful fans. It didn't happen. Except for the FREAKING AFTER CREDITS SCENE which finally introduces the Misfits. Kesha as Pizzazz is the best thing in the whole damn movie. What could have been. And I ship Jetta/Erica based on this tiny scene.

Okay,

I guess I have to wind it downeventually . if it comes to which version I love and recommend, it's both. The cartoon wins through the songs, and nostalgia. The comic wins through somehow channelling everything it would be wonderful if the cartoon had been able to do in a 1980s kids' cartoon - except I do miss the Starlight Girls (Jerrica's orphans.) They are both amazing and oh how I would love people requesting f/f in exchanges more so I could write for them. One more picture. Wonderful box at from the 1990s dolls.

This is Synergy. The computer.

I freaking love Jem.

[thisisyourdriverspeaking]

Seeing as it's race week, I thought I'd bring back my motorsport number ones posts & look at the number one songs when the F1 drivers were born... but this time with US number one songs. Enjoy.

Fernando Alonso (29th July 1981) - Air Supply - The One That You Love

Lewis Hamilton (7th January 1985) - Madonna - Like A Virgin

Nico Hulkenburg (19th August 1987) - U2 - I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For

Daniel Ricciardo (1st July 1989) - Milli Vanilli - Baby Don't Forget My Number

Valtteri Bottas (28th August 1989) - Richard Marx - Right Here Waiting

Sergio Perez (26th January 1990) - Michael Bolton - How Am I Supposed To Live Without You?

Kevin Magnussen - (5th October 1992) - Boyz II Men - End Of The Road

Carlos Sainz Jr - (1st September 1994) - Boyz II Men - I'll Make Love To You

Pierre Gasly - (7th February 1996) - Mariah Carey & Boyz II Men - One Sweet Day

Alex Albon - (23rd March 1996) - Celine Dion - Because You Loved Me

Esteban Ocon - (17th September 1996) - Los Del Rio - Macarena (Bayside Boys Mix)

Max Verstappen - (30th September 1997) - Mariah Carey - Honey

Charles Leclerc - (16th October 1997) - Elton John - Candle In The Wind 97

George Russell - (15th February 1998) - Usher - Nice & Slow

Lance Stroll - (29th October 1998) - Monica - The First Night

Zhou Guanyu - (30th May 1999) - Ricky Martin - Livin' La Vida Loca

Lando Norris - (13th November 1999) - Santana & Rob Thomas - Smooth

Yuki Tsunoda - (11th May 2000) - Santana & The Product G&B - Maria Maria

Logan Sargeant - (31st December 2000) - Destiny's Child - Independent Women

Oscar Piastri - (6th April 2001) - Shaggy & Rayvon - Angel

All added to the playlist from before 😊

[havendance]

As a bonus, because this is something I've been thinking about more recently, my top 10 read female authors (number in parentheses is their rank on my locg stats):

(5) Devin Grayson - 149

(6) Gail Simone - 140

(18) G. Willow Wilson - 79

(27) Marguerite Bennet - 60

(33) Kim Yale - 46

(36) Kelly Thompson - 45

(39) Mariko Tamaki - 44

(52) Kelly Sue DeConnick - 29

(72) Christy Marx - 20

(74) Louise Jones simonson - 20

(I've been logging bombshells as the issues instead of the individual episodes because that makes the most sense to me, otherwise, Bennet would be in the top 10!)

And the Top read female interior artists:

(30) Fiona Staples - 55

(33) Nicola Scott - 53

(95) Jill Thompson - 30

(105) Laura Braga - 28

(156) Emanuela Lupacchino - 20

(163) Bilquis Evely - 19

(165) Carmen Carnero - 19

(168) Sandra Hope - 19

(197) Emma Rios - 15

(257) Elena Casagrande - 11

I think part of the difference here is just how much harder it is to be a prolific comics artist, but it still feels notable.

[water-mellie-seeds]

100+ members!?!?

............. . Yep ^^

Maybe not 100+ ACTIVE members but. Yep. Here's our latest count...... go!

6 under A (ADMIN, ALAN, AMITY, ANGIE,ANN, AUBREY)

2 under B (BASIL, BRANDON)

15 under C (C, CAINE,CALLUM,CATRA,CHARA,CHEL-C, CHIA, CHOCO, CHRISTINE, CIRI, CLARA, CLYDE, COCOA, COLBIE, COXIN)

1 under D (DARCY)

4-5 under E (EEF, ENA, ENTRAPTA, ETHAN LEE, ESPER)

1 under F (FERN)

4 under G (GARY, GENO, GLASS, GREGORY)

2 under H (HERO, HL)

2 under I (IZIA, IV)

4 under J (JACKIE, JAX, JILL, JOAN)

13 under K (KALE, KANE, KAM, KARMA, KEL, KEN, KID, KIRA, KITTY, KOKO, KRIS, KYLIE, KIKI(LOOP)

5 under L (L, LAKE, LAZULI, LONNIE, LUCIFER)

19 under M (M, MABEL, MAE, MAL, MARCY, MARI, MARIE, MARS, MARSHALL, MARX, MATTIE, MAXIE, MELON, MIJO, MIKA, MIMI, MINA, MUSTARD, 🔪)

4 under N (NAPSTA, NASTASIA, NIKO, NEIL)

0 under O, 0 under P, 0 under Q

6 under R (RALSEI, RAY, RAZ, RED, RIO, ROX)

19 under S (SAL, SALLY, SEVEN, SIMON, SISYFRIN, SKEVIN, SOKKA, SONIA, SUNE, SPEC, STAR, STARWALKER, SUNNY, SWEETHEART, SYSFRIN)

7 under T (TIM TAM, TOBIAS, TOKO, TORRIN, TRAVIS, TRENT, ☕️)

1 under U (UNKNOWN)

2 under V (VANELLOPE, VIXXXXX)

0 under W

1 under X (X)

0 under Y and 0 under Z

[bresiltropical]

Edifício Capanema, Rio de Janeiro 1937-1945

[tomoleary]

Miguel Covarrubias “Hollywood's Malibu Beach Scene” Source

“Mid-left is John, Ethel and Lionel Barrymore are sitting with George Arliss and Helen Hayes who is holding a baby. Below left are Miriam Hopkins, Lilyan Tashman, Mae West, Edmund Lowe, Constance Bennett, Joel McCrea, Maurice Chevalier, Kay Francis with hands behind her head, Joan Crawford, and Leslie Howard. In the middle, Dolores Del Rio, Adolphe Menjou, Joseph Schenck, Samuel Goldwyn, Joan Blondell, Douglas Fairbanks Jr. with his arms up, Sylvia Sydney, Mary Pickford, Gary Cooper, and Douglas Fairbanks. On the right, Laurel and Hardy, Edward G. Robinson, Cecil B. Demille, Claudette Colbert, Marion Davies, Norma Shearer, Charlie Chapman, Fredric March, Marie Dressler, Gene Fowler, Nancy Carroll holding a beach ball, Howard Hughes, George Raft, Louella Parsons, Harpo Marx, Katharine Hepburn, Jean Harlow, Marlene Dietrich, Schnozzle Durante with his hands up, Greta Garbo, Clark Gable, Ernst Lubitsch, and Wallace Beery.”

[seekingstars]

To The Film Industry in Crisis - Frank O'Hara

Not you, lean quarterlies and swarthy periodicals with your studious incursions toward the pomposity of ants, nor you, experimental theatre in which Emotive Fruition is wedding Poetic Insight perpetually, nor you, promenading Grand Opera, obvious as an ear (though you are close to my heart), but you, Motion Picture Industry, it’s you I love!   In times of crisis, we must all decide again and again whom we love. And give credit where it’s due: not to my starched nurse, who taught me how to be bad and not bad rather than good (and has lately availed herself of this information), not to the Catholic Church which is at best an oversolemn introduction to cosmic entertainment, not to the American Legion, which hates everybody, but to you, glorious Silver Screen, tragic Technicolor, amorous Cinemascope, stretching Vistavision and startling Stereophonic Sound, with all your heavenly dimensions and reverberations and iconoclasms! To Richard Barthelmess as the 'tol’able’ boy barefoot and in pants, Jeanette MacDonald of the flaming hair and lips and long, long neck, Sue Carroll as she sits for eternity on the damaged fender of a car and smiles, Ginger Rogers with her pageboy bob like a sausage on her shuffling shoulders, peach-melba-voiced Fred Astaire of the feet, Eric von Stroheim, the seducer of mountain-climbers’ gasping spouses, the Tarzans, each and every one of you (I cannot bring myself to prefer Johnny Weissmuller to Lex Barker, I cannot!), Mae West in a furry sled, her bordello radiance and bland remarks, Rudolph Valentino of the moon, its crushing passions, and moonlike, too, the gentle Norma Shearer, Miriam Hopkins dropping her champagne glass off Joel McCrea’s yacht, and crying into the dappled sea, Clark Gable rescuing Gene Tierney from Russia and Allan Jones rescuing Kitty Carlisle from Harpo Marx, Cornel Wilde coughing blood on the piano keys while Merle Oberon berates, Marilyn Monroe in her little spike heels reeling through Niagara Falls, Joseph Cotten puzzling and Orson Welles puzzled and Dolores del Rio eating orchids for lunch and breaking mirrors, Gloria Swanson reclining, and Jean Harlow reclining and wiggling, and Alice Faye reclining and wiggling and singing, Myrna Loy being calm and wise, William Powell in his stunning urbanity, Elizabeth Taylor blossoming, yes, to you and to all you others, the great, the near-great, the featured, the extras who pass quickly and return in dreams saying your one or two lines, my love! Long may you illumine space with your marvellous appearances, delays and enunciations, and may the money of the world glitteringly cover you as you rest after a long day under the kleig lights with your faces in packs for our edification, the way the clouds come often at night but the heavens operate on the star system. It is a divine precedent you perpetuate! Roll on, reels of celluloid, as the great earth rolls on!

[atlasparrichada]

Duque de Caxias Square Roberto Burle Marx Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, 1948

[la-semillera]

Hedda Sterne, Saul Steinberg, Robert Burle Marx, y Lina Bo Bardi, en el Retiro dos Bandeirantes, Rio, Septiembre, 1952