this is a blog after all, and words are the darling little petals that come together to form the magnificent flowers with which i totally blow your mind (i do right??), but there arent words grand enough to create the superlative flower on the planet, in the universe, that is julianne moore.
holy fuck. she is the best.
my passion for julianne started small and grew tremendously over time, but it all resurfaced with this stunning bulgari campaign. i don curr (or like) whatchu sellin, but theyre so beautiful i considered photoshopping the letters out and blowing up a poster for my room. she is so insanely gorgeous. i cant stop looking at her. cant stop.
but heres the real thing about julz baby. her resume. 70s partydruggiecrazybitch in boogie nights?? so rad. tough and smart enough to handle and become respected by a creep zone murderer in hannibal? bad ass. flying-from-the-rafters freak artist in big lebowski? amaaazzzingggg. psycho?? MAGNOLIA??? the coolest roles in the coolest movies i, like, cant handle it.
not to discredit our dear patron saint miss dellal, but if i could be another woman that already existed she would be it. totally insanely beautiful, bangin bod, the best freckles in town, and shares all this with us in the best possible circumstances and capacities.
shes distrubing as hell in savage grace butyoushouldseeitanyway. that is some motha fuckin ACTING.
now, let us feast out eyes. dang!
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