Perfume

Oh, and one more.  Just what if, instead of empowering women through effeminate means we bring out the tension and rock and roll, and hold nothing back?

In any case, quite a few of these put the power in women's hands, and all the better.

One Last Time Guys

Are we ready for Hermione one last time?  I can't wait for the movie.  It's sad that I won't be able to see it with my best friend and her mother, who I've been seeing all the movies with as they come out since maybe the fifth one?  Can't remember any more, but I just remember there's a lot of good memories.

via iheartwatson.net

Do I need to start a Tumblr just for pictures?  I dunno yet.

Olivia Wilde

I have such a weakness for cute, beautiful girls.  Like Olivia Wilde (Twitter).  I don't usually check out celebrities on Twitter, but she has some song recommendations that I want to check out, later.

I'm so enamored!  She seems perfect in every way.  Sometimes beautiful, sometimes sexy, sometimes both.  Very intelligent, and always stunning.

All images via Olivia-Wilde.org

How does she exist?  Married to an Italian prince at that.  And she glows.  I'm super enamored.

She reminds me of A.O.  It's the cheekbones and eyebrows.

Also, if Sigourney Weaver and Olivia Wilde ever had a child, it would be Summer Glau.

via Summer-Glau.net

(the Sigourney parts come in the smile and side profile)

Someday, I want a signed, full-size poster of every woman I've ever blogged about decorating the walls of my home in a way where each lady commands her own space on the wall, as in a museum.  It could be epic, and so queer.

Anyway, I'm just girl crazy.  I'm doing my reading, I swear!

The Case for Falling in Love

http://mariruti.com/love.html

Hear her speak today at the WCC.  It's a progressive self-help book for straight women, but there are plenty of universal themes in the second half, when she gets through bashing other parochial materials on the subject of pursuing relationships.  I should pick this up during a break because it is a good merge between mainstream and academic discussion of a very mainstream topic, and she might have other works of personal interest in academic.  My favorite part about the talk is that she is a straight, middle-upper class white woman who has taught graduate queer theory at Harvard.  Hurrah for competence and plurality.

Now to catch up on 2 weeks of physics.  Hurrah for incompetence.

Marion Cotillard

Well, my laptop started spazz-tically twitching and then crashed, which just means I take a little time off to enjoy the refined beauty that is Marion Cottilard in the computer cluster.

Via Dorothy Surrenders.

Mmm.

Remember that summer love?

Oh hi there, Legend of the Seeker.  It's you or NZ's tectonic drift...


Ugh.  FOR THE LOVE OF WOMEN.

I've also had the strangest sleep cycle ever.  7pm-12am Friday night/Saturday morning.  9am-12pm Saturday.  Wonder when I'm going to bed tonight.  I envy people who can spend their time efficiently.  Why am I unable to do so?  Wah.

By the way, Bridget Regan had a baby December 28, 2010.  Who knew!  Both baby girl Frankie Jean and mom are happy, healthy, and lovely.  I couldn't be more thrilled for her.  It's nice to see an actor with talent in performing, producing, and living.  Way to go for being well-rounded!

Oh, let's not forget:


I kinda love it when strong women love.

Beautiful Distractions

Yes yes, I know I haven't written in a while.  I had more or less moved temporarily to Facebook postings, mostly because I wanted the recognition and response from the public whenever I posted something that so, "expresses myself."  In any case, there are things not to be shared, and even I have to censor myself sometimes in public settings.  Rarely, mind you, but I do.

This is a three day weekend, and I had somehow slept 14 hours.  Thank goodness for that.  Now I'm desperately trying to piece together a new outline/draft of my evo-paleo paper, and forced to bash my brain against the table and gaze at beautiful lesbians while I'm at it.  Very difficult to concentrate, very difficult to make any headway at all, and very distressing and blissfully painful.

I mean really, here's a sample of what I mean.








The series is much more graphic than this - it's rated NC-17, so full frontal, kinky sex between any and all sexes in generally violent situations.  Basically TV porn.   They never should have let me get my hands on it.  I don't appreciate the violence so am basically watching for Gia and Lucrettia.  But now I have to watch the Xena series to get more of Lucy Lawless, and I'm afraid that might tear at me all the way to spring break.  Ugh.

Speaking of women, I really can't get enough of her: http://dorothysurrenders.blogspot.com/

My question to myself is, has my lesbian deficit been satisfied for now?  How did deficit ever accumulate without my notice?  What am I going to do from now on to make sure I get my daily dosage of lesbianism?  It's not easy, I assure you, to try and focus on fossils when there are live, lithe, beautiful, sweet women gazing out of YouTube at you, especially nowadays that the media have included so many lesbian characters in mainstream television.  Thank God I don't have a TV, but the accessibility of the internet makes my life more difficult each and every day.  I'm a little tempted to go ask my male friends what do they do when their libido rears its drooling head and I have a term paper to write.  But I know they'll just laugh at my hypocriticism and tell me to go fuck somebody, which I am not planning to do.  Because I am a woman, and we women have feelings, which can get in the way of just plain fun.

No, seriously, how am I suppose to focus on phylogenies when I have Elizabeth Mitchell looking at me?

Re-blogged from Dorothy Surrenders.

This is cruel and (un)usual punishment.  Wahh.

Vera Farmiga

Well, you know, once in a while I've got to showcase somebody I like.

Write more here.

More after the cut!

Dream of Love

No Vertebrate Biology today - the teacher's sick.  I have a little time before my next class, and I'm trying to wait out a cramp.

I had the nicest dream this morning.  I woke up at 6 after bed at 1, and was going to go running until I dropped my pants in the bathroom and realized that I would need to clean myself up, and that I might feel too nauseous if I ran.  So the exercise regime went out the window and I took a shower, had breakfast, and tried doing a little homework.  I finished an article for Vert. Bio. then decided the computer lab was too cold, and went up to my room to read a little Bio42.  I decided to nap for 20 minutes, naturally.

There's a new girl I like here, let's call her TM.  She's really friendly, but straight, and I'm on almost friendship grounds with her that I like where I am and, burned so badly by LG, don't care to want any more.  In my dreams, she some how came into my room to tell me that she liked me, too.  Apparently mutual friends had told her I was interested.  I smiled.  The whole thing was really comfortable, two people with a mutual interest willing to see if we could come to trust each other.  I wanted to kiss her, then even subconsciously knew that wasn't a good thing to do then, so we laid in my bed for a little while talking before my 20 minutes was up and I woke up.  It took a few seconds to realize that none of that was real, because even though the situation was strange, the surroundings were so detailed (having been in my room when falling asleep).  I realized I badly wanted it to be real, and I was willing to give up my plans to study and go back under for more sleep.

Fuck Yeah Dykes

submitted by kathleenm

submitted by poppyseeds-and-bruises

 

 

Fuck Yeah Dykes. Way too beautiful.

Although, the second one is just...ah.

http://www.autostraddle.com/40-lesbians-youll-meet-on-tumblr-69460/

Distant Emma

Still procrastinating, but with sporadic moments of work.

Oh dear she's growing.  There's just something so distant about her, something quietly upsetting.  I keep looking for a genuine smile.  No judgment, but I adore this girl, and wish her all the best.

iHeartWatson.net
http://www.emmawatson.com/

Growing Up

Do you remember this girl?  I do.  She's off at college now.

Thoughts on growing up after the cut.

[images by one bird]

Happily Ever After: Anne Hathaway

Sharing from Vogue.com

From 'The Princess Diaries', Anne Hathaway was my friend growing up.  Suddenly I realize she's 28, and I'm 19, and the age difference is huge.  But she has always visualized for me the clumsy, awkward, uncomfortable but genuinely trying to fit into the big wide world little girl I feel inside.  And now she's growing into her own, finding a major role in modern civility that I do not yet understand.  But I can still remember our friendship, and I can still feel some sense of connection to her, if not her life.

I can  imagine myself many years down the line saying, or thinking: even as I browsed through photography and fashion magazines, I still had my biology problems in front of me, and my scientific blogs.  I wasn't going to let myself be too distracted.

Vogue is a gorgeous, gorgeous magazine.  I never paid much attention to it because it was a giant in the world of fashion, a subject I vowed never to involve myself in order to avoid entanglement with consumerism and rigid persona.  I didn't want to admire anything placed on a pedestal.  But these stories from women whom I've admired for their beauty on the big screens are unexpectedly inspiring: Anne Hathaway was determined at a young age to act, and now finds herself growing into womanhood;  Carey Mulligan rejects the fast-paced life of Hollywood accomplishments and ease her way into characters with perfect grace and a poignancy I wished I felt towards my work;  Halle Berry faces her diabetes with frank determination and cultivates a strong garden of friends;  ___, the princess of ___, is multi-talented, refined,  .  Fame has an interesting way of placing huge pressures on a person, and each woman has a story to tell about how she faced the world.  I can take these stories for myself during quiet hours as inspiration for life, especially since many of modern actors nowadays must be as driven, ambitious, intelligent and hard workers as any Ivy League students to aspire to where they are now.  For students too there exists a dime-a-dozen imagery that we must break if we want to consider ourselves accomplished and influential.  But Hollywood requires artists to invent a new image and personality, whereas institutions of education demand new ideas behind which personality is lost.

Simply put, I admire theatrical people for their intense individuality and wished I was not suited for a work that hides me behind walls of information.  I am reminded that somehow, someway within this scientific world I must keep myself from mechanization.


(honestly, I was browsing through hipster dyke blogs)

Live by Design

I have a friend who says that there's nothing wrong with making your body do what you need it to do.  This is in regards to not sleeping, and I'm a little proud to report that I had 4 hours last night, and I'm still functioning now.  My ability to hold a train of thought is less impressive (or was it ever impressive before?), but I had not napped after class as I had intended.  Instead, I'm blogging :)

I did study all Sunday, but I regret to say that my ventures in the 4 o'clock had nothing to do with physics and everything with art.

SSQL put on weeks full of events and speakers centering around themes of sexuality and queer theory.  Intersections week focuses on the boundaries between race and sexuality, examining the pressures that society puts on our identities.  I only have enough time to run a speaker and screening, but I thought it might be a good idea to create some banners to advertise.  I had to pull my design skills out of a very, very dusty box.

A Tiny Penthouse Studio Dressed in Comic Book Colors

Home & Garden

A Tiny Penthouse Studio Dressed in Comic Book Colors

By JOYCE WADLER

Published: October 20, 2010

A Manhattan physical therapist’s bold and colorful approach to living in 600 square feet.

Ms. Woodward kept the long reclaimed teak table from Country Casual that was already on the terrace. She also has boxes for lettuce and a Meyer lemon tree. (“I get just enough to make one very small lemon tart or one margarita,” she said.)

I want to die with some grace in my life.  Everything is so hectic now.  Slowly, I am struggling to remember a time when I felt ahead of my work, productive with time to rest.  I woke up this morning remembering a time when I was in high school and I had everything done for the rest of the week, so that all I needed to do was attend classes and wait for things to unfold.  I'm going to try to achieve that feeling again.

Old People and Living Houses

I'm a fan of old people, and thereby old age, and I can name a few old folks who have been huge pillars of support for me.  I hope to grow to be like them.


Suse says... from hailey bartholomew on Vimeo.
[from You Can't Be Serious!]



A House Awaiting Death
Sounds more morbid than it actually is.  The commissioner wanted a house where he could live his last 15 years, a house built to capture the sunrise.  He wanted his death to be a sunrise, an awakening as he sails into the unknown.

Hipster Dykes

I might be one, can't I? Now, I find that I don't generally like the regular hipster dyke, but, this one's a charmer:

Talking to Brittenelle



More after the cut!

Lost: The End

Season finale was good, but not going back to watch all the episodes I've missed. Which is most of it. I liked first season, then it seemed as thought things got stupid. Evangeline, please don't stop making movies/TV shows, so that I can keep loving you. My celebrity crushes run deep.

Ok, love this last one after the cut.