Stand-up comedy junkie, geek, and closet romantic. Introspectively sexy. Flyyer than your girlfriend, fresher than your crew. 'Bougie', 'siddity', and generally okay with that. But sometimes, I just wanna do hoodrat stuff with my friends. My richness consists not in the extent of my possessions, but in the fewness of my wants. And all I want is simplicity and success. And maybe some more shoes.
I’ve intentionally been avoiding a lot of the media surrounding premieres for the last few days, in order to avoid infinite sadness and heart breaking sobs of finality, but this right here?
Emma Watson’s dress and makeup are for ALL the fucking wins. And Matt is just fine. Been watching the old movies, and I have to give credit to the props/wardrobe department because the transition of Neville under the fat suit & fake teeth was excellent.