Something I may not have admitted to before

fiercefabulousflawless:

todieloved:

I am a vintage TV junkie. There was a time where I watched TV Land as often as I watched Disney Channel. And I own every single season of Bewitched on DVD.

Omg I love you even more! I grew up watching reruns of old TV shows! Bewitched was one of my favs! :)

I don’t think this needs confessing but I was literally only allowed to watch TV Land and PBS until I was like seven, so I watched so much classic television in my youth. And still today. 

01:52 pm, reblogged  by oppreciate 12

This is a thing I just typed in a chat.

dotseurat:

“They complain that ‘in musicals people sing for no reason, out of nowhere,’ but then they have 50 songs about ass on their iPod.

If I can have my musicals, you can have your ass songs. The world is in check.”

Clearly, I need to finish this assignment and go to sleep.

01:09 am, reblogged  by oppreciate 10

dotseurat:

Crying.

This. Woman. I cannot handle her. 

(Source: fuckyeahjoycedidonato)

02:38 pm, reblogged  by oppreciate 13

phyllisrogers-stone:

youregonnalovetomorrow:

Dahlings! This new video of the OBC (minus Dorothy) doing “Who’s that Woman?” just popped  on youtube. Be sure to check it! Best available quality!

I am in absolute awe. Thank you so, SO much for sharing this!! Totally started to cry when the ghosts appeared.

This is incredible.

02:16 am, reblogged  by oppreciate 15

ragtimeband:

Julie Andrews makes one hell of a sexy man in the Broadway production of Victor/Victoria, especially in the tango scene. Jus’ sayin’…

01:11 am, reblogged  by oppreciate 16

The Help

janedoe225:

rosa—sparks:

rosa—sparks:

My great grandmother was ‘The Help’. In fact, most of the women in my mother’s family were ‘The Help’ at some point.

No nice, white, spunky red-headed lady helped them do a damn thing.

Their stories of what they suffered through and endured did not end with Pippi Longstocking saving their collective day. Their stories, which they shared constantly, were far more bleak. 

They escaped being ‘The Help’ when they quit or ran away, literally. They were terrified, worried for their lives and their loved ones and had times leaner than any human should ever have. 

That book, and therefore that ridiculous movie, culturally erases their efforts. They didn’t bust their asses to have a revisionist bullshit fairytale make all the nice white people feel better.

They helped themselves, gawddamnit. They put themselves through schools and worked a bazillion jobs to elevate their children out of poverty and despair. 

THAT’S the story that should be told. Again and again and again. 

You want to talk about bootstraps? The women in my life, who raised me, have them in excess. 

Fuck The Help. 

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