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fuckyeahvintage-retro:

Snapshot, c.1961

"How much of my brain is wilfully my own? How much is not a rubber stamp of what I have read and heard and lived?"

- Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via lifeinpoetry)

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I bet you can tell I’m a woman,” she said, “and I suspect the rest of the world can, too.”

She said she was all too aware that if she was selected, she would represent several hundred male athletes in the NBA; she would deal with league officials and agents who were nearly all men; she would negotiate with team owners who were almost all men; and she would stand before reporters who were predominantly men.

She did not flinch. “My past,” she told the room, “is littered with the bones of men who were foolish enough to think I was someone they could sleep on.

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- Michele Roberts, the new head of the NBA Player’s Union (via emilyisobsessed)

Legit

(via penname007)

(Source: mdz1971, via penname007)


Gannets above Boreray, St Kilda by (seaharris)

Creature From the Black Lagoon (1954)
scarlettshazam:

Panel from Wonder Woman #279, May 1981
Diana asking the real questions
sassy-hook:

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manticoreimaginary:

Watching this (and fearing broken ankles with each loop) I can’t helping thinking about that old quote Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astaire did, except backwards and in high heels.

But no, if you watch closely you’ll see she doesn’t even step on the last chair. That means she had to trust that fucker to lift her gently to the ground while he was spinning down onto that chair. That takes major guts. I’d be pissing myself and fearing a broken neck if I were in her place. Kudos to her. 

I can’t stop watching this. 

#I watched this for too long to not reblog