#jeans broadway trip

[sondheim-girly]

Wow I really really really like Broadway

[sonoftartessos]

Get to Know the Mun

What's your phone wallpaper? A drawing of a wizard frog and rogue cat on their way to the gas station to get snacks

Last song listened to: Wait for Me, Hadestown Original Broadway Cast

Currently reading: Leonardo Da Vinci, The Biography, Walter Isaacson

Last movie: Stardust (2007)

Last show: Leonardo (2021 - )

What are you wearing right now? Jeans and a T-shirt. Standard.

Piercings/Tattoos: Two lobe piercing in each ear (ignore my accidental hole from a botched uni attempt) and a very fresh industrial/scaffold. My three tats are fun little doodles I did. There's a triquetra with stag antlers, a bee with heather and a lil something in enochian.

Glasses/Contacts? Both. Glasses when I need to focus on stuff and contacts when I'm out and about.

Last thing you ate? KFC Twisted Wrap meal

Favorite Color: Blue, because I'll eternally be in my blue phase lol

Current obsession: Well, I was fixated on my trip to Florence (if you haven't noticed by my book and show choices). Now that it's over, I have yet to find a new fixation.

Do you have a crush right now? Nope

Favorite fictional character: Arthur Morgan is the only one who stays stuck. But there are some very compelling characters I'd love to see more of.

Last place you traveled: Just came back from a week in Florence but yesterday hung around Hampton Court Palace. Pick which one counts more XD

Tagged by: @ayakoito

Tagging: Everyone who sees this and fancies it! (Even if we've never interacted)

[artzychic27]

Can we see more of the total drama au? It sounds fun!

Alec: *As the contestants drag themselves out of the water* Welcome, all! I can tell by your eager faces, that you’re all thrilled to be here!

Nathaniel: This is my resting bitch face, you psycho!

[Confessional]

Nathaniel: No one told me I had to jump out of a HELICOPTER! Why did I sign up for this thing?! WHY?!

[End confessional]

Alec: Well, if we can get the tantrums out of the way, it’s time to assemble teams! For team Glamazon, we have Marc, Reshma, Denise, Simon, Ivan, Juleka, Kim, Zoé, Chloé, Alya, Nino, Adrien, and Aurore!

Nino: Alright! I got my best bro and my girlfriend on a team!

[Confessional]

Nino: I’m weirdly excited for this! And the best part? Alec put all the tall people on a team together! And with Denise and Kim, we can’t lose any physical challenges!

[Confessional]

Alec: For team Shorties, we have Nathaniel, Cosette, Ismael, Lacey, Jean, Mireille, Rose, Alix, Myléne, Max, Sabrina, Vivica, and Marinette!

Alix: We’re gonna kill them all!

Cosette: BITE THEIR ANKLES!

[Confessional]

Lacey: Never underestimate the power of short people.

***

Max: I can become quite feral when the situation calls for it… HEAR THAT, TALL PEOPLE?!

[End confessional]

Alec: Your first challenge will be a test of brains, brawn, and how well you can wrangle animals!

Glamazons/Shorties: …

Reshma: … What did he say?

Alec: Your first challenge is called… Critter Catch! The object of this challenge is to mark the most animals my underpaid and underfed interns have released into the wild before five hours are up! To mark said animals, you will use these brightly-colored, super adhesive stickers with your team’s logos! *Tosses rolls of stickers at the teams* Designed those myself, by the way. Now, once an animal is marked, an opposing team member cannot mark them! And trust me, I’ll know. The team who has the most animals marked by the end of the challenge wins immunity and will not be getting sent home via voting system by the loser team. The loser who does get sent home via voting system by the loser team? They’ll have a little surprise waiting for them. Are we ready?!

Ismael: NO!

Alec: Great! Release the beasts!

*A few of Alec’s underpaid interns open metal cages, releasing some feral and unnatural looking animals*

Kim: Ew! What’s wrong with them?!

Simon: That ferret has a third eye!

Juleka: That gopher is giving me the middle finger.

Alec: Hehe, yeah… Here’s the thing. The island is sort of… Littered with toxic waste.

Max: I beg your pardon?!

Myléne: WHAT?!

Chloé: Where’s my phone?!

Alec: So, watch out for glowing barrels, and don’t let them smell your fear!

Zoé: What happens if- *A squirrel pounces on her* AAAAHHH!! IT’S TRYING TO EAT MY EAR! *Denise punches the squirrel off of her*

Alec: Well, don’t just stand around! Get those mutant animals!

Myléne: This is highly- *Alec blows an airhorn in her face*

[Confessional]

Myléne: I signed up so that I could use the million euros for good. But tormenting poor animals for the cause just seems… I-I don’t even know what.

[End confessional]

*Team Shortie is walking through the woods, trying to come up with a plan*

Max: Okay, we should cover more ground if we split up. Alix, Lacey, you two take to the trees. The rest of us will stick to the ground.

Kim: *Walking by* As always.

Alix: Shut up, Kim! Max, you were saying?

Max: If you have to, trip a memeber of Team Glamazon. Trust me, they won’t see it coming.

Jean: That, I can do- RABBIT! *Grabs the rabbit by its ears and slaps a sticker on its fur* Gotcha!

Myléne: Jean!

Jean: Honey, I need that ten million! I intend to buy tickets to every Broadway show… Or, you know, my University fund. Both are important.

*Meanwhile with Team Glamazon, Zoé, and Kim come across a crocodile resting on the ground*

Kim: Alright, I’ll sneak up behind it an cause a distraction. Then, I’ll climb a tree. While it’s trying to eat me, Zoé, you slap a sticker on its tail, and then-

Zoé: Marc’s wrestling it.

Kim: … WHAT?!

Marc: SAY UNCLE! SAY IT!

Kim: Whoa.

[Confessional]

Kim: So, I was not expecting a crocodile wrestler from someone so… Lanky. Don’t get me wrong, Marc’s cool, but I just wasn’t expecting… That.

[End confessional]

Marc: *Hog ties the crocodile with his hoodie and slaps a sticker on its snout*

Kim: Marc! Where’d you learn how to do that?!

Marc: I’ve got family out on the countryside. I learned how to do that with my cousins when they get on my nerves. Now, let’s go! *Runs off*

[Confessional]

Zoé: It must be the thrill of the competition. It happens; one minute, you’re all meek and shy, but when a competition with a big prize at the end comes along, you’ll do whatever it takes. Including wrestling with a killer reptile. I gotta say, though, I’m hoping to see Marc take down a bear, or something.

[End confessional]

*Lacey inches along a branch, ever so slowly… Then slaps a sticker on a vulture*

Lacey: YEAH! I OWN YOU! *The vulture pecks at her* OW! Hey! Little help?!

*Alix throws a stick at the vulture, making it fly off*

Lacey: Thanks.

Alix: Hey, no problem. Never liked those things. Now, come on. Between you and me, we’ve got nine animals. Who knows how far ahead The Glamazons are?

*Meanwhile*

Aurore: Oh, hell no, Bourgeois!

Chloé: It’s not like anyone will notice! Just put your sticker exactly where the other team put theirs, and make sure it’s not an inch off! How hard can that be?

Aurore: Very, when the animal is moving!

Alix: *Points to the ground where Aurore and Chloé are arguing* Trouble in paradise.

Lacey: *Snickers* This should be good.

Chloé: Ugh! It’s not that hard! *Notices a snake with the Shortie sticker on its tail, and places a Glamazons sticker on the exact same spot* There! And look at that. Nothing happened.

Alec’s Voice: Team Glamazon loses five points! Bringing their total down to eight!

Aurore: WHAT?!

Simon: Okay! Which fucker did what?!

*Lacey and Alix, meanwhile, are giggling from the treetops*

Alec’s Voice: Did I forget to mention? You cheat, you lose points. And that deduction puts team Shortie ahead! Good luck, Glamazons! You’ll need it!

*While walking, Ismael comes across a cave*

Ismael: Let’s see. Million… Or possibly get mauled by a mutant bear… I’ll find some tall-ass to help me out. *Notices Alya walking by* Hey, Alya! If the Shorties win, I’ll talk to Reshma and convince her to not vote you off.

Alya: … What do you want?

Ismael: Just be a distraction. A loud one.

Alya: … I’m in. *Follows Ismael into the cave and starts screaming. Seconds later, she runs out while being chased by a bear with a sticker on its hide, courtesy of Ismael*

Ismael: You’re a trooper, Alya! I owe you.

*In another part of the forest, Nathaniel is hiding behind a bush as a group of mutant rabbits go past him. With a bated breath, he runs out and slaps stickers on three of them*

Nathaniel: YES! *They start snarling at him* Fuck.

*Meanwhile, Nino is trying to coax Adrien into putting a sticker on a sleeping fox*

Adrien: What if it wakes up and tries to attack me?

Nino: It won’t while I’ve got my stick. Just do it quick and-

Nathaniel: *Runs past them screaming* RUN! THEY’RE GONNA KILL US ALL!

*His screaming wakes the Fox up, and it snarls at Adrien and Nino*

Nino: N-nice, fox. Let’s just-

Adrien: *Points ahead* RABBITS! *He grabs Nino’s hand and drags him away from the massive group of rabbits coming after them. Once they swarm over the fox and leave, all that’s left of the fox is a pile of bones*

[Confessional]

Nino: *Rocking back and forth; shudders* S-so… So many rabbits.

[End Confessional]

Alec: *Reclining in a lounge chair and watching the events on a flat screen* The Shorties take the lead thanks to Chloé deciding to cheat! This won’t do well for here during voting! Let’s see how Denise is doing. *Changes the channel, showing Denise wrestling with a bear* This! This is why I do these things!

Denise: SOMEONE SLAP A STICKER ON THIS THING!

Kim: *Runs by screaming a slaps a sticker on the bear’s arm* RUN AWAY NOW! FERRETS ARE COMING!

Denise: What are you- MIERDA! *Pushes the bear off of them and runs after Kim as a hoard of ferrets give chase*

*Meanwhile, Marinette and Vivica are fending off against several animals using tree branches. Jean slaps several stickers on the animals getting hit toward him*

Jean: Keep ‘em coming!

Marinette: You could help us!

Jean: Then who will put the stickers on these weirdly deformed animals?!

[Confessional]

Jean: Plus, I just got a manicure.

[End confessional]

Myléne: Where does that man get off? *Places a sticker on a squirrel, only for it to hiss and try to bite her* Hey! I’m on your side!

Cosette: *Kicks the squirrel away* It doesn’t know that!

[Confessional]

Cosette: I’m sure we’ll see a more feral side to Myléne as the show progresses.

***

Myléne: There is no way in hell I would ever harm an animal!

[End Confessional]

Nino: *Checks his watch* There’s only two hours left, and the shorties are ahead! No thanks to you, Chloé!

Chloé: Do you HAVE to keep saying that?!

Glamazons: YES!

Zoé: *Slaps a sticker on a bird as it flies by* Here’s what I’m thinking. Don’t think! Just tag! Do not be afraid of the mutant animals!

Reshma: But-

Zoé: NO FEAR! *Grabs a possum by its tail and slaps a sticker on its back, making it try to scratch her* See?! Easy!

Kim: I’m liking this plan! *Runs into a bear cave, screaming*

Alya: … He’s gonna die.

*Meanwhile*

Alec: There’s only an hour and forty minutes left until the end of the first trial! Will the Shorties come out on top for once? Will Kim get mauled by a bear? Will I stop asking questions? Find out right here! Right now! On Total! Drama! Paris!

*Commercial Break*

Alec’s Voice: With only thirty minutes left, The Shorties are still ahead!

Aurore: *Groans* Why are we so bad at this?!

Kim: *Covering up his arm wound* Maybe the fact it takes some of us three minutes to touch the floor when we bend over?

Marc: Was that necessary?

Kim: There’s no shorties nearby to poke fun at, so yes!… Tall-Ass.

[Confessional]

Marc: I just might vote him off for saying that to me… *Sighs* No, I won’t.

[End confessional]

*Mireille, Sabrina, and Ismael are hiding behind some bushes, watching a mutant platypus sleeping*

Ismael: Okay, who’s got a plan?

Mireille: Maybe I can make a distraction?

Ismael: That’s good. Alright, maybe-

Nino: DON’T THINK! JUST TAG! *Slaps a sticker on the platypus’ hide, and runs off. However, the platypus spots the other three and hisses*

Sabrina: Oh, shit.

*Meanwhile*

Cosette: Come on out, you freaky-looking animals! I just wanna put a sticker on your furry selves!

Nathaniel: Hey, maybe let’s no provoke the mutant animals.

Cosette: We’re still alive, aren’t we? *Hears someone screaming and turns around to see Mireille, Sabrina, and Ismael running toward, and then past them* What the?

Sabrina: RUN! AND DON’T LET IT KICK YOU!

Cosette: What’s she-

Nathaniel: PLATYPUS! *He and Cosette run from the platypus as it gives chase* I HATE NATURE!

Alec’s Voice: *Laughing* Fifteen more minutes! Who wants immunity the most?!

Simon: I want it! *Slaps a sticker on a deer’s face and runs away* I regret auditioning!

Myléne: On his face?!

Simon: *From a distance* Yes!

*Meanwhile*

Kim: We’re too far behind! We need to find a bunch of animals, and fast!

Adrien: But, the Shorties already got lost of them-

Aurore: Wait, wait, wait. Shut yo our mouth. Look. *Points to a bunny poking it’s head out of a burrow* When there’s one. There’s more…

Ivan: At this point, I’ll risk anything. I did not jump out of a pane for nothing.

Zoé: GET ‘EM!

*The Glamazons run toward the burrow*

*Fifteen minute skater, the airhorn goes off*

Alec’s voice: So ends Critter Catch! Glamazons and Shorties, return to the start!

*The Shorties make their way back*

Rose: I feel good about this.

Marinette: Yeah, we- What happened to you all?!

*The Glamazons are covered in bite marks and scratches, and some patches of hair are missing*

Nino: … Bunnies, Nettie.

*Both teams return to the start*

Alex: Whoa! You all look like hell!

Aurore: Thanks for noticing, jerk!

[Confessional]

Aurore: I will hurt one one day. I will.

[End confessional]

Alec: Let’s all turn our attention to the screen to see who one, and therefore, gains immunity!

*The screen shows that the Glamazons have 67, making the team cheer, only for it to die down when they see that the Shorties beat them by one point*

[Confessional]

Nathaniel: … I actually won something sports related! I’m somewhat and athlete!

***

Ismael: YEEEEAAAHH! SUCK IT, MOM!

***

Alya: I blame Chloé.

[End confessional]

*Later that night, the Glamazons are gathered around a bonfire, sitting on logs, while the Shorties stand off to the side*

Alec: This is truly the saddest part of the day… Because I can no longer torture one of you. You all voted for who you want to see go, and here are the results. If I toss you a marshmallow, you get to stay… Denise. Marc, Simon, Reshma. *Tosses them marshmallows* … Ivan, Juleka, Kim, Zoé. *Tosses them marshmallows* Alya, Adrien, and… Aurore. *Tosses them marshmallows* Nino and Chloé? That just leaves you. The person who will be getting sent home tonight… Will be…

…

…

…

Alec: … Chloé. *Tosses Nino a marshmallow*

Chloé: WHAT?! No! I deserve to be on tv!

Alya: And we deserve a teammate who doesn’t cost us points.

Ivan: Nice.

Alec: Follow me to the docks!

*The contestants are gathered on the docks, where Chef restrains a struggle Chloé, and stands next to some sort of tube that goes into the lake*

Alec: This is the Loser Chute! I’ve had my interns test it a few times and it… Somewhat works. It’ll take you back to the mainland and hopefully not rearrange your organs. Chef, if you please?

Chloé: *Kicking and screaming* You can’t do this!

Alec: If those are your final words, then all I have to say it, goodbye!

Chloé: You’ll hear from my lawyers! *Chef drops her down the Loser Chute feet first* AAAAAAAHHHH!!

Alec: Head to your cabins and get some rest, campers! Tomorrow’s a new day, where you’ll face more insane challenges, come across more mutant animals, and probably become exposed to toxic waste!

Sabrina: Excuse me?!

Adrien: What?!

Max: This is why I suggested we read the contracts.

Kim: Who reads contracts anymore?

Alec: Well said! And viewers! Tune in tomorrow! Watch as I put these campers through the wringer! Only right here! On total! Drama! Paris!

Glamazon: Marc, Reshma, Denise, Simon, Ivan, Juleka, Kim, Zoé, Chloé, Alya, Nino, Adrien, and Aurore!

Shorties: Nathaniel, Cosette, Ismael, Lacey, Jean, Mireille, Rose, Alix, Myléne, Max, Sabrina, Vivica, and Marinette

[my-chaos-radio]

Release: March 24, 2008

Lyrics:

Just another one champion sound

Yeah, Estelle, we 'bout to get down (get down)

Who the hottest in the world right now

Just touched down in London town

Bet they give me a pound

Tell them put the money in my hand right now

Tell the promoter we need more seats

We just sold out all the floor seats

Take me on a trip, I'd like to go someday

Take me to New York, I'd love to see L.A.

I really want to come kick it with you

You'll be my American boy

He said "Hey, sister, it's really, really nice to meet you"

I just met this 5 foot 7 guy who's just my type

I like the way he's speaking, his confidence is peaking

Don't like his baggy jeans

But I'mma like what's underneath them

And no I ain't been to M.I.A

I heard that Cali never rains and New York's heart awaits

First let's see the west end, I'll show you to my brethren

I'm liking this American boy, American boy

Would you be my American boy, American boy

Take me on a trip, I'd like to go someday

Take me to New York, I'd love to see L.A.

I really want to come kick it with you

You'll be my American boy, American boy

Can we get away this weekend? Take me to Broadway

Let's go shopping, baby, then we'll go to a café

Let's go on the subway, take me to your hood

I never been to Brooklyn and I'd like to see what's good

Dress in all your fancy clothes

Sneakers looking fresh to death, I'm loving those Shell Toes

Walking that walk, talk that slick talk

I'm liking this American boy, American boy

Take me on a trip, I'd like to go someday

Take me to New York, I'd love to see L.A.

I really want to come kick it with you

You'll be my American boy

Tell 'em kno wagwan blud

Who killing 'em in the U.K.

Everybody gonna say, "You, K"

Reluctantly 'cause most of this press don't fuck with me

Estelle once said to me, "Cool down, down

Don't act a fool now, now"

I always act a fool, oww, oww, ain't nothing new now, now

He crazy, I know what ya thinking

Ribena I know what you're drinking

Rap singer, Chain Blinger

Holla at the next chick soon as you're blinking

What's your persona?

About this Americana Brama

Am I shallow 'cause all my clothes designer

Dressed smart like a London Bloke

Before he speak his suit bespoke

And you thought he was cute before

Look at this peacoat, tell me he's broke

And I know you ain't into all that

I heard your lyrics, I feel your spirit

But I still talk that ca-ah-ash

'Cause a lot wags wanna hear it

And I'm feeling like Mike at his Baddest

Like The Pips at they Gladys

And I know they love it

So to hell with all that rubbish

Would you be my love, my love? (Would you be mine?)

Would you be my love, my love? (Would you be mine?)

Could you be my love, my love?

Ooh, would you be my American boy? American boy

Take me on a trip, I'd like to go someday

Take me to Chicago, San Francisco Bay

I really want to come kick it with you

You'll be my American boy, American boy

Songwriter:

Take me on a trip, I'd like to go someday

Take me to New York, I'd love to see L.A.

I really want to come kick it with you

You'll be my American boy, American boy

Kanye West / Will Adams / John Stephens / Joshua Lopez / Estelle Swaray / Keith Harris / Caleb Speir / Kweli Washington

SongFacts:

👉📖

[thatrickmcginnis]

JEAN-JACQUES BEINEIX, PAUL COX, HORTON FOOTE 1989 Toronto International Film Festival

The 1986 film festival was the first I covered as both a writer and photographer, and was the beginning of a quarter century of regular portrait work every September in the rooms of whatever hotels were hosting the guests and publicity suites that year. It was so much easier in 1986, before the big movie PR professionals showed up en masse, and you could still book nearly every shoot and interview through the festival's own press office. Besides David Lynch - my big score that year - I photographed people like Dutch-born Australian director Paul Cox.

I was a fan of Cox after his films Lonely Hearts and Man of Flowers, and he was here promoting Cactus, starring Isabelle Huppert. I wish I'd known at the time that Cox had started his career as a photographer - Google was decades in the future - but it explains why he was so comfortable posing for my camera, despite my inexperience (I had only bought my Pentax barely a year and a half before). Cox was passionate and adamant - he had no patience for the big studios and the mainstream filmmaking that he considered the enemy of small, independent pictures like his. I remember leaving the interview chastened and inspired - practically a convert to his worldview. Cox would continue to make films for nearly three more decades, but this period probably marked the peak of his profile as a festival director. Paul Cox died in 2016.

Another director I photographed at the 1986 film festival was Jean-Jacques Beineix, who I'd first heard about when his film Diva was a huge hit at the festival five years previous. He'd hit a rough patch with his next film, Moon in the Gutter, but made a comeback with Betty Blue, the film he brought to the Toronto festival that year. Films like Diva and Betty Blue, as well as directors like Beineix, Leos Carax and Luc Besson, were dubbed cinéma du look by French critics, and I remember how exciting they seemed at the time. It was, looking back, very much the sort of thing that would appeal to a young man - romantic and stylish and full of angst - and while I think Betty Blue is still worth seeing (though it would never be made today), I'm not sure that Diva has held up well.

Beineix had been through a lot in the last few years and I suppose it showed in these photos. I considered one of these frames unprintable back then, very far beyond my meagre darkroom skills, but I have managed to rescue it today thanks to superior scanning skills and the assistance of neural AI filters in Photoshop. The result looks like a still from an old nouvelle vague film, with Beineix in the role of Belmondo or Delon. Jean-Jacques Beineix died of leukaemia in Paris in 2022.

Horton Foote and his daughter Hallie were at the 1986 film festival promoting On Valentine's Day, the second film in a trilogy of pictures based on his plays set in the Texas of Foote's childhood, which starred his daughter in a role based on Foote's mother. Today everyone probably knows Foote for his Oscar-winning screenplay for To Kill a Mockingbird. He reccommended Robert Duvall for the role of Boo Radley in the film, and years later Duvall would play the lead role in Tender Mercies, which would get Foote another Oscar nomination and win Duvall one for Best Actor.

Foote also wrote scripts for pictures like Baby the Rain Must Fall, Of Mice and Men and The Trip to Bountiful - the latter based on his own 1953 teleplay, which went on to Broadway. Foote was the cousin of historian Shelby Foote, who wrote the 3-volume history that was the basis for Ken Burns' documentary series The Civil War, for which Foote provided the voice of Jefferson Davis. I photographed Horton and Hallie Foote simply, in a chair by the window of a room in the Park Plaza (now the Park Hyatt) hotel; the similarity of the poses and lighting ended up underscoring the family resemblance. Hallie Foote still works, mostly in theatre; Horton Foote died in 2009.

(From top: Beineix, Cox, Horton & Hallie Foote)

[bricoshoppetees]

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[lucygraysboy]

“hey, do you know some scientists believe that dinosaurs might have had feathers, too? let me tickle you back with my feathers,” he playfully muses, tapping her nose with his own fingertip. “oh, wow… no wonder you fell in love with me at the tender age of six. i have the most unforgettable expression when something surprises me.” laughing as she mimics the look of sheer shock that overtook his features a moment ago, he slowly shakes his head and adds, “with this kind of talent? you should be on broadway, lucy gray.” or at juilliard with him. now that he’s thinking about it, what an experience that would be — the two of them at the same university. “i’m one lucky guy.” just because he can be that person for her. it means the world to him, but he can’t stay serious for long, not when his heart’s about to burst and his nose is already tingling with emotion. he needs a distraction, and so he finds himself one. “and since we’re quoting bon jovi,” he dramatically clears his throat and belts out, “i’d live and i’d die for you! i’d steal the sun from the sky for you! words can’t say what love can do! i’ll be there for you!” if his teachers or classmates could see him now, if the parking lot was actually crowded, he’d be blushing and running away, moving to mexico and changing his name to juan, but because it’s mostly just the two of them here, he lets himself be the giant, obnoxious goof that he is. after all, it’s nothing lucy gray hasn’t seen before.

rolling the cart back to its place, he nearly trips over his own feet upon hearing that she’s already came up with the name for their first baby. it doesn’t surprise him, not when they’ve been secretly crushing on one another since they were little kids, not when he has his own list of future baby names prepared in one of those old journals. he’s unsure if it’s a joke or not, but the name still speaks to him. “star is such a pretty name and the meanin’ is even more beautiful,” he muses with a sweet smile, letting go of the cart now that it’s been secured and curling his arm around lucy gray’s shoulders with the intention to keep her warm as they walk toward the waffle house. “but you’ll have to say more to convince me ‘cause what ‘bout ruby jean? or lily gray?” the names that little billy chose for his future children. “scared? you’re the most courageous person in the universe, lucy gray. that’s why i thought you were rejectin’ me after the prom, in that driveway… i didn’t think someone like you could be afraid of…” what exactly? commitment? love? “taking our friendship to the next level.” he doesn’t know if he should go there and talk about the night that tore them apart, but figures there’s nothing wrong with bringing it up in a gentle manner. “pft, you can’t just repeat my words back to me. be more creative than this.” he pinches her shoulder, a silent i loved you first and fell harder. end of story. “nothin’ dirty ‘bout how you liked my curls ‘cause you had somethin’ to hang onto while you was ridin’? babe…” he shakes his head, snorting a laugh even as his cheeks grown warmer and eyes struggle to meet hers. he flinches when the blanket hits him, but continues to snicker, finding it beyond adorable how innocent she is. “mhm, i wonder what dirty birdies get. any ideas?” 

“oh yeah, i did. that’s that birdie’s love language. tickling noses with their feathers.” lucy gray giggles, finding it cute how he responds. “okay, you looked like…” jaw dropped, eyes wide in shock, making sure to get the bewilderment just right trapped inside her hues before face softened again and there’s a moment of funny laughter sounding from her before calming down again. “you’ll always be that safe person to me. like that bon jovi song.” more reasons she loves him, how she can confide in him and find safety in. especially in a world where there wasn’t many safe people. she just couldn’t get it out of her head… the way billy taupe and men like him didn’t hesitate to raise their hands up at women. how she’d roll off those steps and he wasn’t an ounce sorry. it made her stomach sour and want to hug billy a little longer, knowing that’s what he had to see with his stepdad and mom. really, it could put tears in her eyes if she thought about it longer than she lets herself so not to spiral in emotional heartbreak for her best friend.

“it’s written in the stars, that’s right darlin’. it’s written so deeply in the stars that’s what our first child will be named after. star.” lucy gray playfully smiles, eyes twinkling like stars beaming up at him. “just cause i always have been more scared of things, doesn’t mean you fell harder.” she gently prods her finger into his arm, after sitting her bags in. “i never had a crush on any other boy and i have stayed awake my whole life thinkin’ about you, too.” the songbird playfully argues, battling him in this love war before brows lift then furrow, “shut up, you’re the only one findin’ it that way. dirty. there’s nothin’ dirty about what i said.” she scolds, playfully hitting him with the big blanket folded in the bag it came in, “that’s what dirty dinosaurs get.” she tosses the blanket in and shuts the door back. eyes find his offered hand and she takes it, gently smiling as she follows him over to put the cart up.

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JESSE ST. JAMES

☆ FULL NAME: Jesse Christopher St. James ☆ GENDER: Cisman ☆ PRONOUNS: He/Him ☆ AGE: 33 (August 14th, 1991) ☆ BIRTH ORDER: First ☆ TYPE: Adopted sibling, solo (open to twin) ☆ HOMETOWN: Los Angeles, CA ☆ JOB: Artist in Residence, Voice Studio Professor, Musical Theatre Seminar Professor ☆ SEXUALITY: Bisexual ☆ FACECLAIM: Regé-Jean Page

ABOUT JESSE

Jesse St. James is and has been a plethora of things. As a chameleon, he has spent his entire life learning how to camouflage himself to be whatever someone else needed. For the majority of his life, it was as his father's puppet, ensuring that the "bloodline" of the St. James legacy continued and with the knowledge that failure was not an option. So when he was adopted by the St. James family, as a baby, Jesse was plucked from the unobscure nursery and placed into a family that expected-- no, demanded musical talent. It simply wouldn't be enough for Jesse to be a normal child-- no. He had to eat, sleep, and breathe musical theatre like he was a fish and it was the oxygen that resided in the water. Belting passed through his gills with minimum effort and maxiumum impact. He was doing the choreography of "The Press Conference Rag" with a correct triple time step at the age of five.

Jesse, like Maggie in A Chorus Line, was adopted to save his parents' marriage. Lance was desperate for a child to carry on the family name and to be his mini-me in ways that were beyond toxic, but it never fazed him. Jesse simply knew that he had a job to do and to be the best was in his DNA, even if he didn't share that DNA with his parents. He was enrolled as a child actor in several productions mounted in LA, including the Lion King, Billy Elliott, and Les Miserables.

As a good-looking man (read: what the fuck levels of hot) in musical theatre who also happened to be interested in women, Jesse is used to getting whatever he wants, whenever he wants. It wasn't enough that when he attended Stage Door Manor as a kid that he was the cause of showmances being banned for the 2004-2005 summer stock season, but his high school theatre casting rounds were literally a bloodbath. Not only did Jesse indirectly beocome the cause of several students opting to transfer, but his parents paid off the director to select shows that would feature him as a star vehicle-- because of course they did. Broadway-bound, Jesse didn't even bother going to college and getting the BFA life because he knew it would be a waste of his time, which was the precious experience needed On Broadway in order to stay there.

Throughout his career, Jesse has been fortunate enough to play several major roles, but he is very far from a household hand outside the Broadway community. He's been compared to a young Leslie Odom, Jr. and he loves it that way. Jesse is a trailblazer in the Broadway community as a young Black actor taking on roles that have traditionally been played by non-Black folk. Some of his Leading Man credits include: Fiyero in Wicked (Broadway), Billy Bigelow in Carousel (Broadway), Harold Hill in the Music Man (regional tour), Raoul in The Phantom of the Opera (Broadway), Aaron Burr in Hamilton (regional tour), Judas in Godspell (regional tour) as well as the ensembles of Bring it On, the Wiz, Ragtime, and Into the Woods (all regional tours).

At PSU, Jesse was scouted by the university to serve as an Artist-in-Residence to help bulk up the musical theatre program. Between jobs, Jesse ultimately decided it would be a decent enough career move for him and moved back to LA to be with his siblings. He's in rehearsals for a production of Waitress at the Hollywood Bowl as Earl, but is hoping that he can trip the guy playing Dr. Pommater and steal the role for himself.

FAMILY BACKGROUND

The St. James family is well regarded among Hollywood circles for their undeniable talent and incredible work ethic. The St. James men have been acting in movies since the time of silent pictures and eventually the talkies. Marlon St. James, current great-grandfather of the St. James kids in game, was a Hollywood heartthrob actor and won several Oscars for his roles. Lance St. James has been known in the superhero universe for years in his role as Gambit. Recently, he took on a part as Walt Disney in a movie musical version of his life, showing the world that he could be fearsome in his Louisiana accent and throwing playing cards, but also sing the pants off of any Pasek and Paul harmony. His relationship with his wife, Genevieve, has been rocky since his fame skyrocketed and the rumor mill states that they're on the outs. Genevieve keeps popping out kids and adopting them in hopes of keeping Lance.

[pumpkinland]

Today I watched School of Rock for the first time and I have to say that movie will probably always be close to my heart bc my first experience of it was actually seeing the musical on Broadway when I was 18 & it made me feel very seen & the experience was just really magical for me bc I was actually on a school field trip to New York with only like 12 other kids and I was like really amazed that anyone gave enough of a shit in 2017 about rock music that there was a whole rock musical on Broadway I wore a Foo Fighters shirt & red skinny jeans & black leather biker boots & gold eyeshadow & I was very familiar with all the music references and amazed at the kids' talent and just. It was a very important experience for me I don't even remember that much about the details but I remember how I felt and it was like nothing else, honestly

[zylstra-al]

Rejoice!!! Musicals are back!!!

It has been a hot minute since I stage managed a musical. They are SOOOOO much work but, at the end of it all, I truly enjoy them. Here is my latest Stage Managing gig: Synopsis: Take a musical trip down memory lane through classic ‘50s and ‘60s tunes with this smash Off-Broadway hit jukebox musical. In Act I, we meet Springfield High School Song Leaders Cindy Lou, Missy, Betty Jean and Suzy…

[unpredictablestuff]

story: I mostly did janitorial work when I was in college and for a while I worked cleaning the dorms. One summer I was able to work full time while the students were home. I washed the windows in Sean Bradley's dorm room. The doorway had been cut extra tall and he had an extra-long bed. Fell in love with the student assigned as our supervisor, but it ended unhappily.

In the meantime I earned a few extra dollars and spent them on a trip to New York City. My step-sister was working as a nanny in Long Island. I stayed in her old apartment in Queens for free with her old roommate because it wasn't rented out yet. My step-sister was my tour guide. The day she had to work she got someone to babysit me and take me around.

She got us tickets to a Broadway show. I wanted Phantom of the Opera because that was the show my girlfriend was obsessed with, but unfortunately she could only get tickets to Les Mis. Which I would love way more than Phantom. We sat like ten rows from the stage. The woman in line in front of us found out where we were sitting and how much my step-sister had paid and complimented her for the good deal she got, looking like a proud momma praising her daughter. Oh and if that wasn't enough, the man who'd originated the character of Jean Valjean on Broadway was back for a special performance.

I didn't have to pay for a hotel. I didn't have to pay for taxis. I didn't have to figure out the subway system (which I loved). I got to see everything I wanted. Except the stupid dinosaurs. I got a name brand watch in Chinatown for cheap that stopped working a few weeks later. I bought a t-shirt for a dollar from a guy on the beach who was using it as a way to get tourists to take his Jesus Saves cards. It shrunk to unusability the first time I washed it. But I didn't mind because it was all authentic New York, just like in the movies. And I really should have known better.

But it was amazing. Everybody should go at least once. If only to piss off the New Yorkers who don't like tourists.

But fast forward a few decades and her husband (who she'd fallen in love with when he was a missionary in our home town and had moved to New York City to chase him and eventually became the only one on either side of our family to avoid divorce) lives a life with every moment of their long family vacations planned down to the minute. Probably not just vacations. I said once that for her organizing things is like breathing and he just laughed and agreed.

Some people are born to be artists. Some people are born to be activities directors on cruise ships. But somehow we all live lives we were never meant for.

If you’ve visited the Museum, you’re certainly familiar with today’s Fossil Friday feature: the Barosaurus and Allosaurus in the Rotunda! Rising 50 ft (15 m) above the ground, it’s the world’s tallest freestanding dinosaur mount. In this scene, a Barosaurus rears up to defend her young from an Allosaurus. How does the huge skeleton of Barosaurus—whose name means “heavy reptile��—stay up? The Barosaurus is built from casts of real fossil bones, while the originals are housed in the Museum’s collections. Real fossil bones would be too heavy to support this way.

Photo: D. Finnin / © AMNH

[sondheim-girly]

That Paul and Darry scene before the rumble… I see what y’all were saying THEY ARE GAY AF!!!! “you looked good in my shirt” GAY SAD GAY YOU ARE A SAD HEARTBROKEN GAY CUZ UR BOYFRIEND LEFT YOU

sorry I just… seeing it in person made me reallllyyyy get what people are talking about I can’t even-

[smitharaghu]

The Wall Street Grill NYC

The Wall Street Grill is located at 59th Street and Broadway, NYC. It serves prime steaks and seafood in a fine dining setting. They also offer kosher cuisine. This restaurant also features a hip rooftop atrium.

Kosher cuisine

There is a large Jewish population living outside of Israel. That's why New York City has a lot of kosher restaurants, primarily located in Midtown and Uptown. In addition to this, there are a number of kosher Chinese restaurants as well.

Kosher restaurants usually serve a variety of seafood and meat-centric dishes. The restaurant also has an excellent wine menu.

Another restaurant in the area is FiDi, which is one of the most popular kosher restaurants in the city. This place is popular for its sushi, but it also serves a wide variety of other foods. Its menu includes a few dishes that are pareve, such as smoked whitefish salad and herring.

Izzy's BBQ is another kosher smokehouse. The brisket is smoked for up to 18 hours, which gives it an excellent flavor. Other items on the menu include a classic burnt ends and smoked fried chicken.

Barnea Bistro is a great place to go for a casual dinner. They serve a range of appetizers, mains, and desserts. Aside from their pizzas, they also serve classic pasta dishes. You can order a stuffed paratha if you are feeling peckish.

Another steakhouse in the area is Le Marais. Their menu features pan-roasted salmon and steaks, but it excludes pork and dairy products. Despite its small menu, the restaurant is known for its great service.

Basil is another popular kosher restaurant. It has a nice wine menu and great decor. It has a roof garden with a street musician. Unlike most kosher restaurants in the city, they have an industrial-chic bar in the lobby.

While not a huge menu, Alenbi is a fun place to try a variety of kosher Israeli dishes. You can order a few different sandwiches, including kruvit, harissa, and pita. Or you can choose a stuffed paratha with potato or onion. If you're feeling splurgy, you can opt for an eggplant baladi.

Finally, there are a few kosher pizza shops in the city. Some of them serve Middle Eastern foods, while others are vegetarian. Most of these places have fairly limited menus, but they offer high-quality ingredients.

Fine dining setting with a hip rooftop atrium

The best way to make a splash on your next trip to Vegas is to book yourself a table at one of the city's many fine dining establishments. The top of the food chain is the upscale Jean Georges. Located on the corner of Las Vegas Boulevard and the fabled Bund, the restaurant is a notch above the rest of the strip. From the moment you step inside, you'll be pampered by an award winning staff and a menu that boasts of nods to local fare, and a slew of classic French cuisine. You'll also find a fine selection of wines, brews and beers, a smattering of sushi, and a small but enviable bar. For the true aficionados, the French can send you on a roundtrip of champagne to a nearby locale

[barbiewritesstuff]

Fine. 

-- This was inspired by the song ‘Fine’ from the musical Ordinary Days. Also please send me requests, as you can see I am not above begging :P -- 

The trip to New York was supposed to be nice. Jake had finally been able to book some time off to spend with her after eleven months of back-to-back missions. He had been looking forward to spending time with her, sightseeing and maybe even seeing her family. They had boarded okay, the landing had been fine and the hotel was great. They had spent two very fun days and then it had just taken a sharp nosedive. 

It had all started with the wine. 

That stupid bottle of wine her cousin had asked to bring to her diner (oh no, not dinner! It was a diner, with a french accent. She was a sous-chef at a prestigious restaurant, they didn’t serve dinner, they served diner). They had roamed the isles for hours trying to find a stupid bottle of wine. One that would impress but wouldn’t break the bank. There was choice, that wasn’t the problem. The problem was that they were bickering too much to actually make a choice. 

The problem was that Jake had grabbed his favourite bottle of cabernet.

“Darling” She said “They’re serving monkfish, the wine can’t be red. How about the Riesling instead?” 

“Honey, you know I don't like the Riesling. When have you ever seen me drink Riesling?” He had spoken through gritted teeth

“Never, but can you listen this once? Red wine and fish, you’ll look like a dunce”

“Fine! I'll bring the red, you bring the white. That way I'll still get drunk and you'll still be right”

“Fine” She spat back

And then there was the cab.

It had been stuck in traffic in the middle of Broadway for the past ten minutes. They were twelve blocks away and they were already late

“There would be no delay, if we turned that way”

“Darling, the cab was pointed squarely down Broadway. I know you’re concerned but your cousin is on Broadway, so why have we turned?”

“Darling, I know my cousin's on Broadway, but there was lots of traffic on Broadway!”

“Sure, but in my defence, we’re farther away, which doesn’t make sense”

“Fine, driver, please stop here if you would. I think walking will do us both some good”

The cabbed stopped and Jake paid the fare. 

They walked down in complete silence, feeling the distance the eleven months of barely seeing each other had put between them like a sharp stab to the heart. It felt to them both like they were walking next to a stranger. They looked at each other and instinctively gave the other the little awkward smile one gave a fellow commuter when one had to squeeze past them in a packed train compartment. 

Whether it was the wind or the ambiance, a chill went through them and they both shivered. They hurried 

And then there was the rain.

It fell hard and it fell fast, soaking through her hair, her shoes, her bag and her dress. 

Jake liked rain. It meant he couldn’t fly and he could go home. It meant he could go home to you. Everything shimmered under the raindrops. 

He looked at her getting steadily angrier as they hadn’t brought the umbrella. The rain clung to her hair like morning dew. 

Suddenly he thought of the first time he met her. Christmas almost five years ago. Jake had been dragged Christmas carolling with his sister and she was there in a big puffy red coat, a blue scarf, hat and gloves, jeans and red polka dot rain boots. Adorable. He had admired her for a few seconds before fate decided he needed to fall in love. Kids playing nearby had thrown a bucket directly at her hair. She took off her hat and shook her hair free of snowflakes. How he wished they could go back to that day.

It occurred to him just then that he wanted her to know how much he loved her. How he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. He couldn’t bear the thought of spending another day without her. 

But how could she know? How could he tell her when they couldn’t stop arguing.

And then there was the shoe. 

Her stupid new shoes. Faux snakeskin heels that made her legs look amazing. 

“Shit! OW! My shoe” She had twisted her ankle on the pavement, breaking the heel at the same time. 

“Dammit! This is really fantastic” She said; ‘No, really absurd’ she thought. She looked at him with a fury she was desperately trying to quell. Eleven months apart and now they couldn’t stop arguing. They never argued. 

“And what, you just stand there. And don't say a word?” She shouted at him, in the middle of Broadway “Fine. I'm gonna go, we're late for my cousin” She limped away, pain shooting through her ankle with every step and tears wiping her makeup over her entire face. “You can stay put here out in the rain, but don't leave it up to me to explain. Give me the wine” And when he didn’t “Don't take all day”

“Fine then! Bring it yourself, your cabernet, Jesus!” She turned again. 

Jake didn’t move, sudden despair at the thought that this might be the end. Their end. Five years together broken apart by a career, a trip to New York, a bottle of wine, the weather and a shoe. 

“Shut up, Y/n, and marry me!”

“ Fine!” She shouted and continued walking. She stopped in her tracks “What?!”

“Oh right, shit” He knelt down but before he could she limped towards him 

“No! You’ll get your knee dirty”

He stared at her with mouth agape.

“I propose and this is what you are worried about?!” He shouted

“You propose to me during an argument, in the rain while we are late to my cousin’s. Do it properly and I might reply!” She shouted back

“Fine!”

They walked in silence again until they reached her cousin’s front door. Jake rung the doorbell

“Will you say yes?”

“Yes”

The door flung open. Y/n’s cousin stood there in all her glory, arms outstretched that she hugged them both with immediately. 

“Hi, how are you two?” She asked

“Fine!”

“Fine!” 

[nerd-chocolate]

Okay so I made some headcanons again about @artzychic27 ms.Mendelevie’s class again but this time they bit more romantic since I decided to do the class relationship and the only ones I didn’t do were Reshma, Lacey, Ismael, and the rest of the Austins. Sorry I do didn’t them, I was running out of creative juice and I didn’t what to do for Reshma, Lacey, Austin Q, and Austin A since those characters aren’t in relationship. And as for Austin B and Ismael well they don’t do romance and just matchmake people. Sorry these aren’t perfect, I try my best. Anyway I hope you enjoy the headcanons.

Marc x Nathaniel (Rainbow Tomato):

When Marc wins or loses a soccer match, Nath gives him multiple kisses because to him, Marc will always be a winner in his eyes.

Nath tries to be brave in front of Marc when it comes to horror movies but always ends up failing, Marc loves him regardless.

Marc learns Kosher recipes, so he makes Nath’s favorite dishes.

Marc loves hearing Nath’s sing and him playing the violin, it is like a melody to him.

Marc and Nath went ice skating for one of their dates but when Nath admits doesn’t know how to skate, Marc taught him and now they go ice skating whenever they can.

Marc writes Nath poetry and leaves it in his locker so he can see Nath’s gleeful smile.

Nath gets a goofy smile on his face when Marc kisses him. Marc finds it very adorable.

Jean x Austin T (Billionaire & Broadway):

Jean had a crush on Austin for a while but kept telling himself that he was a huge jerk and he shouldn’t like him, but he was glad he was wrong.

Austin bakes some of Jean’s favorite desserts to cheer him up sometimes and Jean gets a lot more cheerful because of it.

Austin T becomes a flustered mess whenever Jean flirts with him. And Jean loves seeing him blush crazy.

Austin usually buys Jean tons of gifts whenever he can while Jean tries to make Austin not spend all his money.

These two cuddle whenever they can, especially when they’re alone.

Jean calls Austin, fluffy bunny because Austin really does look like a fluffy bunny.

Jean comforts Austin by singing some musical songs and Austin feels a lot better because of it.

Denise x Simon (Digital Telescope):

When Denise is doing pushups, Simon is on their back and looking through his phone.

Simon made a video about Denise, so he can confess and ask Denise to be his lover and Denise loves it.

Denise gave Simon a mixed tape of his favorite songs for his birthday and Simon still has.

Simon fell in love with Denise when they beat up some bullies when they were bullying Simon and Denise checked he was okay afterwards.

Denise is the only person to make Simon lovey dovey and act like Eliza during Helpless.

Simon gave Denise a galaxy pendant for their birthday and Denise cherished it with all their love.

Denise fell in love with Simon because he wasn’t intimidated by their appearance and stood up for them against some assholes.

Aurore x Mireille (Solar Rain):

Aurore and Mireille were best friends way before the events of miraculous start and they both had a crush on each other.

Aurore helps Mireille with her self esteem and low confidence while Mireille helps manage her stress.

Aurore and Mireille dance when they’re alone even if they trip and fall on top of each other, they just laugh it off and kiss before they get up.

Aurore and Mireille have matching earrings with Aurore having a lightning bolt and Mireille having a cloud.

Aurore lets Mireille rest on her shoulder while letting the parasol give her and Mireille some shade when they are outside.

Mireille stylizes Aurore hair sometimes. Like curling it, braiding it, etc.

Aurore gets very flustered whenever Mireille does anything cute like I mean anything. She finds Mireille no matter what.

Zoé x Cosette (Rosy Cosmetic):

Zoé calls Cosette Honey cake sometimes ever since Cosette made her one and Cosette still gets embarrassed by it.

Cosette falls in love with Zoé first but Zoé falls harder for it and tries to ask it out multiple times and Cosette doesn’t notice sometimes even if Zoé is so obvious.

Cosette sometimes thinks Zoé can do a lot than them but Zoé reminds them that She loves them and they are the best thing to happen to her.

Zoé uses her mom’s credit card so she can buy Cosette gifts. She is not only doing it to get revenge on Audrey but also to buy Cosette a lot of stuff.

Zoé is usually Cosette’s model when they do makeup sessions. And sometimes She may get lipstick on her lips or cheeks for some reason.

Cosette’s mom does not like Zoé at all. Like how Ming doesn’t like Miriam. She thinks Zoé hasn't been a good influence on her daughter ever since the sole crusher accident.

Way before Zoé came to Paris, Cosette got special ice cream resembling her from Andre. But the class was worried it was resembling Chloe so they stopped it before it could eat their ice cream. Don’t worry Cosette gets revenge on them every time they do that.

[twittercomfrnklin2001-blog]

The Balcony

With adaptations of James Joyce, Henry James and Lawrence Durrell, Joseph Strick was nothing if not ambitious. For his third feature, he set out to tackle Jean Genet, whose THE BALCONY (1963) had been a big hit off-Broadway. The result is most successful when it’s most faithful to the original, with Joyce Jameson, Ruby Dee and Jeff Corey particularly strong in the scenes in which the patrons of Madame Irma’s brothel dress as various authority figures — judge, bishop and general. With their unnamed country rocked by revolution, Irma (Shelley Winters) briefly agrees to let the police chief (Peter Falk) replace the slain dignitaries with the customers who play them. In place of the former whore Chantal who becomes the voice of the revolution, however, Strick and screenwriter Ben Maddow have focused on a revolutionary leader whose confrontations with Falk border on forced farce. Leonard Nimoy is quite good in the role (and surprisingly sexy), but the material is decidedly weak. Falk is a big surprise in a performance with not a trace of Columbo and delivers some powerful political speeches. Winters is good until she starts tripping over words like “mausoleum.” As her bookkeeper and sometime lover, however, Lee Grant is simply amazing (is she ever not amazing?), with a witty, lighthearted performance. The scene in which she seduces a reluctant Corey into playing the archbishop in real life is a wonderful acting lesson. However silly her tactics get, her focus on achieving her objective is so powerful and his ability to play off anything she throws at him so persuasive, it’s a little gem in a sometimes solid, sometimes painfully skewed setting.