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Little Women is my Roman Empire: ep8 of The Confession Club Podcast
we talk all things Little Women by Louisa May Allcott and why we think it is still so popular today over 150yrs after first being published. We discuss if we think Laurie ever truly loved Amy and Jo, being "great or nothing" like Amy says and bringing back Male yearning and passionate love confessions.
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💓 Amy March moodboard 💓
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I wish the movies acknowledged how mean Jo was to Amy when they were younger. Don’t get me wrong, Amy was pretty mean, too. But Jo was vicious in how she treated her sister.
The only movies where that was ever addressed was the 2017 miniseries and the 2018 movie.
Absolutely.
The book burning is really a result of Jo being, rude and mean and minimizing Amy for months (maybe even years). In most adaptations, that is not addressed at all. Amy being played by an adult, makes it even worse.
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I believe we have some power over who we love. It isn't something that just happens to a person.
Amy March ~ Little Women
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Amy March scene in little women💕
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when amy march said i want to be great or nothing and then the creepy guy and black swan said you could be brilliant but you’re coward and this has been pursuing me my whole life
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This doll has transformed into an exquisite lady and her name is Amy March (inspired by the March sisters in the novel "Little Women", 1868). Elegantly dressed in the French fashion in red taffeta of natural silk with black velvet trimmings and exquisite undergarments, not to mention a luxurious black velvet cape with red satin filigree. It was a gift for the artist Gerard's mother for her 77th birthday and she was delighted with it! #teddybear #gsbears #gerardsolà #gerardsolaborguno #amymarch #littlewomen @littlewomenfans @littlewomenmovie @littlewomentv @littleamericawomen #exclusive #pariandoll #doll #antiquedoll #glamour #elegant #hautecouture #luxury #redsilk #blackvelvet #lesmodesdeparis (en Barcelona, Spain) https://www.instagram.com/p/CZRBi6zI3Q6/?utm_medium=tumblr
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when amy march said “i would be respected if i couldn’t be loved” i felt that
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"I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning to sail my ship."
Amy March, Little Women
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Little Women is a novel by Louisa May Alcott, published in 1865. Reading by Niina from the Little Women Podcast Bookshop.org https://www.shareasale.com/r.cfm?b=1535322&u=3142084&m=97137 Start your own etsy shop and get your first 40 listings for free https://etsy.me/3oZe42c Say Hi on Social: Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/podcastinglittlewomen Tumblr: https://www.tumblr.com/blog/littlewomenchannel TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@littlewomenpodcast KO-fi: https://ko-fi.com/littlewomenchannel Join Little Women Channel Newr.sletter: https://tinyurl.com/j2h2u68f When you subscribe to the newsletter you will get Little Women articles directly to your inbox 2-3 a month. You will also get notified when new episodes appear.
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amy & laurie >>>>>>>> laurie & jo , lmao i said what i said .
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I have loved you ever since I have known you Jo. I couldn't help it. And I tried to show you and you wouldn't let me which is fine but I must make you hear now. Give me an answer because I cannot go on like this any longer. I gave up billiards, I gave up everything you didn't like. I'm happy I did. It's fine and I waited and I never complained because I- you know I figured you'd love me Jo.
Theodore Laurence ~ Little Women
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Top Hats and Silks - A Laurie and Amy Short Story (694 Words)
Inspired by “Moon River”
This is for @anotheryoutubekid - I am so sorry this took so long! But I do hope you enjoy it!
If you would like to submit a request, see the information at the masterlist and submit through the Q and A!
Amy March smoothed down her aproned dress and sat daintily at her Aunt March’s Balcony, her trustful easel stood beside her like a rock of creativity just ready to be chipped a little more. The gorgeous glowing afternoon filtered through the Paris Scenery, its infamous landmark peaked its silhouette from a distance.
Her small, paint-covered hands rested themselves on the balcony edge, and she peered below her. Her eyes were greeted with a young lovely couple, their hands intertwined as their laughs drifted through the warm summer air. The lady had lovely long brunette locks and suited a plum purple frock, Her hand was intertwined with her lover, who fashioned a dusty blonde hairdo and a blue waistcoat, his sleeves rolled up.
Amy’s mouth escaped a small sigh and her blue eyes lit up. He looks just like Laurie...
Laurie. The buzzing gentlemen that made Amy feel at home again. Her proper home. The house where she and her three other sisters had not a care in the world for money, or love, well, for her sisters anyway. They could just enjoy the time they had at the time and their only trouble would be when father was coming home.
But people change and when opportunities arise, one must take them. She’ll never forget the joy that she felt when she was offered to go to Paris. Paris, the city of love. The city of blissful romance. She never would have thought that after all these years she would see him again. Just casually walking by. His mousy brown hair unkempt as usual and his burgundy hanging loose around his neck. Yet in his eyes, she remember seeing a flicker of something more. Something that was new, something that she had never seen before...
Her mind drifted from her sweet daydreams to her paintbrushes that were prepped to be painted with and glancing back over her landscape, she rolled up her sleeves and set to work.
Her brush danced across the canvas as her porcelain skin became decorated with an array of hues and sun-kissed rays. The French Sun was dimming and the couple was still in her line of view. The light around them was just right, their long shadows that trailed behind them told a story of l’amour, that she desperately wanted to capture in her painting as much as possible.
Her focus never left the couple as she scrawled trying to draw as much detail and precision of the young couple as possible before they continued their journey.
Sometimes, she wished she never left for Paris, and this was Jo in her space. Yes, she never was the elegant type but it would be just been her and her Laurie if she was gone. Who knows what they would have gotten up to? It would not have been as bad as the ice skating incident but then again, she probably deserved that. His compassion was so admirable and his hands that instantly grabbed her felt like they had always been there, she just couldn’t describe how much that boy, now a gentleman, meant to her.
Now he was going to be at the gathering tonight! She imagined him in his Top Hat and Silk and how she would dance in his arms through the evening all through the night. His infectious smile being her only view and maybe that would not just be the only view that she would see tonight.
She started to hum a little tune her mother taught her. She could remember all the words but she liked how the melody went. It was almost, like a lullaby.
Two drifters, off to see the world, there’s such a lot of world to see.
We're after the same, rainbows end. Just around the bend,
My huckleberry friend...
Her cheeks, now rosy from her hard work blew away some strands of yellow hair that escaped the simple ballet bun that she tied up earlier this morning. Amy sat back and admired her scenery painting. She beamed as she realised that whilst daydreaming, she had accidently painted the couples’ wrong and instead, in their place, painted her own vision of young love.
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Hey guys, just about to read little women and I was wondering if you would be interested in me keeping a list of every time Amy and Laurie are together. (I would post the list when I was finished the book).
Let me know!
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