“Why, for example, do the great writers use anticipation instead of surprise? Because surprise is merely an instrument of the unusual, whereas anticipation of a consequence enlarges our understanding of what is happening. Look at a point of land over which the sun is certain to rise, Coleridge…
“I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life. And I am horribly limited.”—Sylvia Plath (via 500daysoffuckyou)
Interviewer: Okay. Which designers do you prefer? Hillary Clinton: What designers of clothes? Interviewer: Yes. Hillary Clinton: Would you ever ask a man that question? Interviewer: Probably not. Probably not.
So every once in a while, someone (or a couple of someones) will get it into their heads that it’d be cool to come visit us in real life by tracking down our addresses and knocking on our doors, or leaving presents on our doorstep or in our mail box.
This is so fantastic. I know this seems like a no-brainer, something that would always be done, but the said truth of the world we are living in is that almost always, this is not the case. Athletes turn to Playboy in hopes of making themselves more appealing (sexualized) to a more mainstream audience (straight males), who hadn’t heard of (or didn’t care about) them before.
But not today. There’s no near nip-slips, no falling off swimsuits, or sheer lingerie - which would all be fine if they were done by the athlete’s own accord - today, it’s all about the woman and her craft, her skill-set, her pride, her joy, her work, her life, her self.