About
Oh hi hello there. I'm Mallory Blair. Welcome to my internet space. I am a twenty-year-old little thing.
With this tumblog, I promise kittens and balls of yarn for the kittens to play with. There will some making out and a lot of hand-holding. I hope that when you are lonely and lost on the outmost corners of the interweb, you can come here and find yrself and feel the good vibrations. You are special and no one can touch that!
WELCOME MAT
- Me: I cant get to the bar- it's futile.
- Parker: They've got a feudal system over there?
- Me: Yeah, it's hard to get serf'ed.
I love The Truman Show. This is a shot of the controls Paul Giamatti uses to create a storm during his escape.
You know what would be cool? If they made a follow-up mockumentary with the actors (the ones that lived and played in Christof’s world) where they talked about what it was like. Do many of them have real families? Did a cameo on the show propel their work afterward?
I’d like to know what the craziest one, Truman’s wife Meryl, did after the show. I bet it was hard to get work.
I always thought about that, too! I wish they’d explained some of these things.
- Robin: All the new buildings here are made of styrofoam
- Me: It's a softer world
- Robin: No, its a flimsy, cheap world that falls apart at the first sign of danger
via soupsoup, from his favorite baseball movie, making this my 2nd Susan Sarandon post in a row:
After 12 years in the minor leagues, I don’t try out. Besides, I don’t believe in quantum physics when it comes to matters of the heart. I believe in the soul. The cock. The pussy. The small of a woman’s back. The hang and high curve ball. High-fiver. Good scotch. That the novels of Susan Sontag are self-indulgent, overrated crap. I believe Lee Harvey Oswald acted alone. I believe there ought to be a constitutional amendment outlawing astroturf and the designated hitter. I believe in the sweetspot, soft-core pornography, opening your presents Christmas Morning rather than Christmas Eve, and I believe in long, slow deep soft wet kisses that last three days. G’night. Ha.
they don’t write ‘em like they used to.
- Nick: You realize all of your friends are older. Why is that?
- Me: I guess. I dont know- Ive worked a lot more than most people my age, been in "the real world" a little bit longer?
- Nick: Who do you think is more mature- me or you?
- Me: you.
- Nick: Probably me because I gave you a rasberry on your stomach earlier.
youngmanhattanite: Susan Sarandon - “Touch-A, Touch-A, Touch Me”
(I won’t even try to explain how much performing in the Rocky Horror Picture Show as an 11-year-old influenced my life. Definitely top 10 favorite movies material.)
- Rachel: Mallory, at our 10 year reunion I know I'm going to show up with a small, questionably gay Jewish guy
- Me: Me too
- Rachel: Yes but you're small and Jewish. I'm a 5'million'' aryan who likes the rich, jewish, I-was-a-really-big-loser-in-high school look on a boy
Happy days are here again.
A photo of vogueadventure taken by Noah K
Now come down off that thing and stay put for a while, dude! (Welcome home, Eric!)
My real costume, though, was “Lonely Hearts Club” (as it reads on the pin.) No Sergeant Pepper. That’s how lonely that shit was.
With Ben as Christmas I was to assert the role of Valentine’s Day
Christopher Walken does dramatic reading of Lady GaGa’s “Poker Face”
Bon Iver, “Skinny Love”
Been singing in the shower lately and loudly, which isn’t usually my thing. Alternating between this and Diana Ross’s “Baby Love” I know. But on the real, I think “Baby Love” has stepped in as my favorite song. How do we feel about that? Good? Great.