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-. unrelated note, he's so pretty~
#;ooc#the wolf;about#one thing i always wanted for Patrick was a contrast between the way he looks in present timeline#and the energy Fenris gave... Fenris giant monster wolf eats meat raw arrogant and eloquent#and Patrick absolutely still has the instincts to maul people's faces off if you threaten someone he loves#he opts for weaponry but if you push him just right he'll go for the throat with his teeth full wolf demeanour return#but what if he looks...? YOU KNOW hugh dancy's height is perfect too#and i actually like that he's a brunette now i got tired of the blonde oh god the brunette suits him#so GIANT MONSTER WOLF WHO BREATHES FIRE AND SWALLOWS THE EARTH WHOLE#turned into a 176cm-ish pretty English professor vibes with sad eyes and maternal feelings for any youngster he meets#anyways that's it i have to deliver something oof
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Things Carrie Wore This Week
TCWTW hive, last week we ate. This week, we feast.
This is the same ensemble Carrie was wearing at the end of last week’s episode but I just have to say I totally love it. Carrie in all black is perfection.
Her earrings are these little silver dome studs. Remember when Carrie wearing earrings was a surprising occurrence? Props to the costume department this season because Carrie has worn ALL THE EARRINGS and looked great doing it.
~the last Theory pantsuit~
She buttoned both buttons... again. I was exasperated last week... I’m now so mellow about it all that I don’t even care. Hey, it’s waist-defining. You do you, Carrie!
She did TUCK IN HER SHIRT. I’m gasping!!! The shirt is (probably) a long-sleeve blouse, in this actually very nice olive-y green color that looks more brownish here. This is great, too! Sorry, I’m reveling in the tucked shirt. If she’d done a French tuck I would have passed through to another dimension.
Interlude the First:
Bonus ~Things Tasneem Wore This Week~
This fucking gorgeous ~eggplant~ ensemble. This is officially my favorite of the season, but purple is my favorite color so I’m not impartial. And the pearls! Which, per Nimrat Kauer, are actually her mother’s? I love that! I love this show! Thank you life, thank you love, it is true, there are some angels in this city!
Anyway, where were we?
Oh, right! Carrie goes to the West Bank and throws on this actually lovely dark teal Henley. This is fabulous! I love the sleeve length. The color is wonderful and looks tremendous on her.
Here’s the full look. Her dependable black skinny jean, the black suede boots. Oh, and the gun. This is your look, Carrie. This is an A. Bravo.
Interlude the Second:
~Bonus Things Hugh Dancy Wore This Week~
ANOTHER FUCKING KNITTED TIE. I am beyond amused at this homie and his tragique facial hair and his $10,000 suits and his Park Slope knitted tie.
I’m just... honestly kudos to Hugh Dancy for bringing the ultimate sliminess to this role. He was overjoyed, you could tell. But these knitted ties. How many does he have? Eighteen? In different shades of blue and grey? Anyhoozles, I’m sure John Zabel landed squarely on his feet and is headlining his own Fox News primetime show.
ARE YOU ALL READY? WE’RE ABOUT TO GO TWO YEARS INTO THE FUTURE.
How does one describe the feeling when the camera slowly pans over to Carrie Mathison, hair perfectly curled, sitting in her beautifully- yet moodily-lit Moscow penthouse at her vanity, wearing a silk robe in a lovely shade of mauve, applying mascara? Remember that other dimension I mentioned above? I’M IN IT.
I’m... speechless. You know that meme that’s like “when you listen to your new favorite song so many times that you eventually get sick of it”? I’m in danger of reaching that territory.
She’s wearing lingerie?? She’s smiling?????? She!!!!!!!!!!
(admittedly the lingerie doesn’t fit that well but WHO GIVES A SHIT)
(we’re all in agreement that everything Carrie wears in the last twenty minutes has been a gift from Yevgeny because he is apparently rolling in cash and loves to shower her with presents, right? and she indulges him because she loves him and she knows she looks fucking awesome?)
PAUSE to just take in this scene:
The mid-century-style vanity with all her makeup neatly arranged. Y’all, I’m wheezing!!
His and hers stools at the foot of the bed.
The largeness of it. This bedroom is massive!! I thought Saul’s bedroom was giant (it is), this is on another level.
“I just like how he’s always leaning. Against stuff. He leans great.”
Another smile. God, these close-mouthed smiles, I’m truly in another reality.
ANYWAY: the necklace. It’s a Dominique Cohen “diamond pendant necklace (large), in 18k yellow gold, 22-inch chain,” 0.85 carats of white diamonds. It is now officially called “the Carrie” and you can buy it for the low, low price of $3600 (really, it’s on sale).
Yevgeny being a man who knows jewelry is so damn on brand it’s ridiculous.
Not the series but IJLTP.
Interlude the Third: Carrie and Yevgeny: A Height Difference Made in Heaven
(married couple)
(how is he so giant)
(she’s wearing heels and still just comes up to his chin!!!!)
They’re a match made in heaven, and that’s actually where I am right now.
THE COAT. THE HEELS. It’s hard to tell in this photo but her toenails are also painted black. In case we had any doubt that Carrie is living her best life!!
This coat is gorgeous and so unexpected. They could have just had her wear a more standard black peacoat, but instead they went with this decidedly more elegant textured (beaded?) number. Also, Yevgeny had the coat waiting for her when she walked down the stairs. Did she pick this out beforehand? It’s very much an evening coat, I’m just wondering how he knew that’s what she’d want to wear.
Good God the last twenty minutes of this episode are just Carrie looking stunning and radiant. It’s what we deserve, and we absolutely love to see it!
Ok, the earrings! They are also Dominique Cohen (and therefore almost certainly a previous gift from Yevgeny?), specifically the 1.5-inch oval diamond hoops in 18k yellow gold with 0.44 carats of white diamonds. You can get them for the low, low price of $2750 (again, they’re on sale!).
Y’ALL. THEY MADE A CARRIE COLLECTION. CARRIE MATHISON HAS A COLLECTION. OF JEWELRY. NAMED AFTER HER.
My girl’s not just surviving, she’s thriving.
The outfit. The top is by Narciso Rodriguez, from his pre-fall 2018 collection: “matte black sequin embroidered one-shoulder silk top.”
Given that Claire Danes’ favorite designer is Narciso Rodriguez and they are dear friends, do we think this is from Claire’s own wardrobe? ‘Twould be fitting, I’ll say that. The whole ~lewk (especially the asymmetry!) is so Claire it’s wild.
I”m fairly certain the skirt is Narciso Rodriguez too, because why not?!
The much-speculated-about purse is the Tango bag by Tissa Fontaneda (sells for $770, but she bought two so that’s $1540). Again, très distinct. The taste!
CARRIE HAS A TANLINE. CARRIE A. MATHISON.
From which remote beach location did they just return? Croatia, maybe? Or Fiji? Please let me know your thoughts.
By the way, it goes without saying how fabulous Carrie looks. She looks gorgeous. The curled hair is... *chef’s kiss* It got me thinking whether this is a look (the curled hair) she goes with more often than not now... I can’t decide!
The ring! What an unusual ring. I love how geometric it is. God, Carrie wearing three distinct pieces of jewelry is something I’ll never get over. I’m also calling that this is one of Claire’s own, since my favorite ever credit in a Claire Danes photoshoot is “rings: Danes’ own.”
Interlude the Last: Claire Danes Wearing Eyeglasses
The ponytail.
Her Zoom username being “Le iPad (2)” is sending me.
I had to include this because this is a thing Carrie wore. Love the (presumably white) Oxford shirt. This photo will always haunt me. This is Carrie too. No one’s just one thing.
What is Carrie wearing at the end? How about an honest-to-God smile?
I wouldn’t have it any other way.
IN CONCLUSION: I LOVE YOU, CARRIE.
#phew what a journey#homeland#homelandedit#things carrie wore this week#carrie mathison#prisoners of war#*#god i'm so overwhelmed#i'm getting choked up#favorite#by: sara#carrie mathison: an icon a legend and she IS the moment
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get in my business / get to know me.
I got asked by @promisedmistake to do this, thanks love <3
The meaning behind my url: just words I liked a few years ago. There is no meaning behind it.
A picture of me: Find it at the end of this post.
How many tattoos i have and what they are: None.
Last time i cried and why: Yesterday because I felt down and empty.
Piercings i have: None.
Favorite band: Walking on Cars
Biggest turn offs: disrespect, homophobia, racism.
Top 5 current favorite songs: 1. Sign of the times by Harry Styles, 2. So far by Olafur Arnalds and Arno Dan, 3. Sun comes up by Rudimental ft James Arthur, 4.Somebody else by 1975, 5. Save by Tyler Joseph
Tattoos i want: A quote from the tv show Hannibal
Biggest turn ons: humor, that´s it. Just be funny and I will probably like you.
Age: 22.
Ideas of a perfect date: Talking about everything and nothing while drinking coffee or tea
Life goal: To be happy and satisfy with myself and my life
Piercings i want: None.
Relationship status: Sleeping diagonally in my bed
Favorite movie: The Great Gatsby
A fact about my life: Everything is messed up
Phobia: Spiders. I fucking hate them.
Middle name: Luise
Height: 5′3″.
Are you a virgin? - No.
What’s your shoe size? - 39/40
What’s your sexual orientation? - Heterosexual.
Do you smoke, drink, or take any drugs? - I drink sometimes
Someone you miss: An old friend of mine
What’s one thing you regret? - Something I should have done.
First celebrity you think of when someone says attractive: Hugh Dancy.
Favorite ice cream? - Strawberry
One insecurity: Everything about me
What my last text message says: “This Madancy feels, I can´t”
Have you ever taken a picture naked? - Yes, a really long time ago
Have you ever painted your room? - Yes..
Have you ever kissed a member of the same sex? - Yes.
Have you ever slept naked? - Yes.
Have you ever danced in front of your mirror? - Yes.
Have you ever had a crush? - Yes.
Have you ever been dumped? - Yep.
Have you ever stole money from a friend? - No.
Have you ever gotten in a car with people you just met? - Yas.
Have you ever been in a fist fight? - Not really.
Have you ever snuck out of your house? - Yes.
Have you ever had feelings for someone who didn’t have them back? - Yes...
Have you ever been arrested? - No.
Have you ever made out with a stranger? - Nope.
Have you ever met up with a member of the opposite sex somewhere? - Yes.
Have you ever left your house without telling your parents? - Did that.
Have you ever had a crush on your neighbor? - I don´t think so...oh well nevermind
Have you ever ditched school to do something more fun? - Often.
Have you ever slept in a bed with a member of the same sex? - Yes.
Have you ever seen someone die? - No.
Have you ever been on a plane? - Yes and I kinda hate it but sometimes there is no other way for me ...like next monday. But I´m kinda excited.
Have you ever kissed a picture? - Yes.
Have you ever slept in until 3? - Yes
Have you ever love someone or miss someone right now? - Yas.
Have you ever laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by? - I did that.
Have you ever made a snow angel? - Yes
Have you ever played dress up? - Yes.
Have you ever cheated while playing a game? - Who didn´t?
Have you ever been lonely? - Yes.
Have you ever fallen asleep at work/school? - Nope
Have you ever been to a club? - Yes and I hated it
Have you ever felt an earthquake? - No
Have you ever touched a snake? - Yes.
Have you ever ran a red light? - Yes
Have you ever been suspended from school? - No.
Have you ever had detention? - No
Have you ever been in a car accident? - Nope
Have you ever hated the way you look? - Every day.
Have you ever witnessed a crime? - Nope
Have you ever pole danced? - No
Have you ever been lost? - Yes
Have you ever been to the opposite side of the country? - Yes
Have you ever felt like dying? - YEEEES
Have you ever cried yourself to sleep? - Yes
Have you ever sang karaoke? - Yes
Have you ever done something you told yourself you wouldn’t? - like every day
Have you ever laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose? - nope.
Have you ever slept with someone at least 5 years older or younger? - Yes, he was 6 years older than me
Have you ever kissed in the rain? - Yes.
Have you ever sang in the shower? - Yas
Have you ever made out in a park? - I can´t remember
Have you ever dream that you married someone? - Yes, I married my ex-boyfriend. That was so weird.
Have you ever glued your hand to something? - Yeah
Have you ever got your tongue stuck to a flag pole? - No
Have you ever ever gone to school partially naked? - Nope
Have you ever been a cheerleader? - Nope
Have you ever sat on a roof top? - not yet
Have you ever brush your teeth? - Is this still cool? Man I got old...But YES I do it every day
Have you ever ever too scared to watch scary movies alone? - Oh hell yeah
Have you ever played chicken? - nope
Have you ever been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? - Yes
Have you ever been told you’re hot by a complete stranger? - Oh hell no
Have you ever broken a bone? - Yes
Have you ever been easily amused? - Yes
Have you ever laughed so hard you cried? - Yas
Have you ever mooned/flashed someone? - ehh..I guess?
Have you ever cheated on a test? - Yes
Have you ever forgotten someone’s name? - Yes
Have you ever met someone who didn’t seem real? - No
100. Give us one thing about you that no one knows. - I need to read something before I can fall asleep
And here is a picture of me. (Yeah it´s old but it´s the only one I found rn)
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Part one (Any similarities to other RDC5 accounts, i.e. by Kate and Guylty!, is entirely coincidental. Mercifully my account will diverge at various points and it won’t read so much like a version of Groundhog Day.)
Red Dragon 5 Convention? Pah! I couldn’t be seen dead there. I adore Richard Armitage’s Dolarhyde but wasn’t mad about Hannibal itself – at least not enough to attend a convention. Why had RA agreed to attend? It seemed demeaning. I wasn’t a Fannibal. I’d feel a fraud and might be uncovered and shamed in some grotesque and horrible rite. It was expensive and indulgent. But the devil [dragon?] on my shoulder started to gain the upper hand. “It’s the Armitage!”, it muttered, “Heathrow isn’t far”. I had also unexpectedly been repaid a large bill. The Con would be a chance to get a photograph with him at last, after previous appalling attempts, and – it’s the Armitage! In person. By the time I’d decided to go, the Gold tickets had gone but there were still Regular tickets. So I bought one. Hannibal himself, Mads Mikkelsen, was announced and, for a while, Hugh Dancy, and I couldn’t wait.
My memory isn’t good enough to relate all that RA said nor are my photography skills worth exposing. Such wonders have been archived in the RDC5 blogs of Guylty, who captured the experience so well and took wonderful photos, and Servetus who diligently harvested tweets and images. Kate also has written some great posts about RDC5. Here are a few scattergun reminisces and thoughts of mine.
Friday The Con was held at the Renaissance Hotel, which was the perfect setting – the long corridors had the sinister look of those in The Shining (but then I suppose most hotel corridors do).
The first sighting of Richard was at the opening ceremony. One by one the guests came on stage, RA second before last. After some gloriously silly shadow-puppetry, foreshadowing the Red Dragon’s entrance, he appeared, not seeming as tall as expected, and, as if in character, wearing a leather jacket, black jeans and boots, with dark short hair and not too much beard (hurrah). Dolarhyde was back on stage.
Hello Dolly!
RA was absurdly handsome – of course – and looked healthier and younger than his drawn and frail appearance in photographs last year. Maybe it was the weird situation of the Hannibal con or my excited nerves but I felt uncharacteristically emotional seeing him in the same room, more so than on a previous occasion in Leeds. Perhaps it was the warm reception of the audience cheering and responding to his friendliness and good-naturedness (on stage).
Saturday I had volunteered to steward at the event and was luckily given a slot at both the Saturday and Sunday photo sessions. This was a privileged opportunity to spend time observing the Glorious One, although I alternated between neglecting my duties to peer surreptitiously at him and then reluctantly averting my gaze because I felt like a sinister voyeur. RA was dressed in similar dark clothes to the previous day but his manner was quite different: face set, avoiding eye contact and looking stiff and uncomfortable. On stage, addressing the Fannibals, he could play to the audience, be in character; it is not the same as meeting people individually, as himself or a version of himself.
We were told that, as stewards, we could leap in to the photo queues when we saw an opportunity. What! Not queue for ages patiently? I can’t do that! I’m British! I stubbornly joined the end of the queue for Richard Armitage. We had been warned off inappropriate touching or lifting (like that was going to happen with a 6ft+ man). When near to the object of desire we found out that Richard had asked not to be hugged. This was in stark contrast to the other side of the room where other Hannibal guests, Mads Mikkelsen and Jeremy Davies, were squeezing the life out of fans and I had been looking forward to a similar bear-hug with RA. Disappointing but I can’t blame him, whatever his reasons.
When my turn came I just couldn’t look him in the eye, due to my own shyness and awareness of the disparity between my rapture and his likely discomfort. I lurched next to the Armitage, looked at the camera, thanked him, all of it a blur.
Just as I was leaving I felt a deep voice vibrating really close to my ear as, giraffe-like, Richard had swooped down from a great height to whisper, “You stepped off the mark!” Small crumbs, I know, but his voice was so intimate and unexpected that it shot volts through me. What had I done? Groped him by mistake? Was it because my sleeve had ‘accidentally’ touched his? I realised later that there were taped marks on the floor to indicate where to stand. I seem to bring out the headmaster in him: the last time at Leeds for the Urban and the Shed Crew premier I had received an admonishment from him for not taking a selfie properly and now here was another finger-wagging.
Finger-wagging
I still don’t know what the implications of not standing on the mark were – a badly composed photograph or standing too near to a guest perhaps. It was too late to do anything about it anyway.
Here is one of many replica poses by RA from the photo shoot.
After the photographs there was a Richard Q&A, he seemed slightly more relaxed but still rather diffident. These are the best of my shaking photos, which is not saying much.
I love the bit of hair sticking up at the back of his head.
From my position RA was quite difficult to see, because of the elaborate flower crowns, so my best view was of the enlarging screen at the side.
Most of the Q &A responses have been reported elsewhere so I won’t repeat them but one of his answers struck a chord with something I’d been contemplating over the weekend, and previously. He said that during the run of the Crucible his face changed considerably (Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde came to mind) until at the end he thought that he had aged 10 years. He said that when he met Yael Farber in New York later she didn’t recognise him (presumably his youthful looks had sprung back). Having the opportunity to gaze at his ever handsome but mellow features, I could see few vestiges of Lucas, Guy, Thornton etc, Daniel even – although of course he was still playing a role of sorts at the convention.
John Thornton
So different: John, Lucas, Guy, Daniel and John, with Richard I know RA had different hair, lighting etc in these roles and he is older now but not to the degree of making it difficult to believe he is the same man inhabiting these roles. It shows what a truly remarkable actor he is. The many faces of Richard Armitage was further brought home later in my hotel room. Not being able to resist watching the Hobbit for the hundredth-millionth time I marvelled at the strangeness of watching the distanced, filmed, performance of a heavily made-up Armitage in New Zealand when he was in reality at the hotel that weekend.
When the Q&A ended and we were filing out, the screen curiously started showing images of Guy of Gisborne, rather than Dolarhyde, so I had stay and watch.
It’s not like working in a coal mine but these conventions must still be hard work. The Saturday involved hundreds of small interactions with fans during the photo shoots; next came the Q&As then, very soon after, Richard and Mad’s autograph session, which took nearly three hours. The guests must have been exhausted. I certainly felt tired and emotional.
Part two to follow …
We’re off to see the Richard, the wonderful Richard of – um – RDC5 Part one (Any similarities to other RDC5 accounts, i.e. by Kate and Guylty!, is entirely coincidental. Mercifully my account will diverge at various points and it won't read so much like a version of Groundhog Day.)
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