So here’s this article in the NY Times about Jane Lynch, and here’s how it starts:
THIS is like a bad first date, I think. I discreetly dab my face, sweating like Albert Brooks in “Broadcast News,” as Jane Lynch sits quietly beside me, all eight feet of her.
The article goes on, eventually, to talk about how Jane Lynch is smart and funny and beautiful, but to get there, the positioning of this opening statement suggests, you have to get past the fact that she’s physically freakish. And even when you get to the parts about how she’s smart, funny, beautiful, etc, those parts are always overlaid by the fact that the most important thing to know about Jane Lynch, the thing that comes first when you think about her, is that she’s a freak.
And that is why sometimes I have a hard time walking around in the world.
leaving megan’s tag because it is a c c u r a t e
EPIC THEY WERE EPIC. Sob.
Today I find myself being glad that the sky isn’t blue like it was that day.
Like 1/3 of the people I love in this world are in danger of burning up in a wildfire and another 1/3 are in danger of being swept away by floods. Honestly nature i do not even.
“McQueen, as well as being a fashion designer, art-directed many photoshoots, he art-directed many films, and this film formed the backdrop to the collection Irere that told the story of a shipwreck at sea and a subsequent landfall in the Amazon. And it was peopled with characters like pirates, conquistadors, and Amazonian Indians. The film itself was shot by John Maybury and depicts a moment when a woman falls overboard in a dress that’s referred to as the “shipwreck dress.” As she’s floating down in the ocean, the strands of chiffon get tangled around her legs and arms like seaweed.”
I did a lot of amazing things this summer but seeing the McQueen exhibit at the Met is pretty close to the top of the list.