In the mid-1930s, an Australian journalist visited Germany to report on the rise of fascism and interview Adolf Hitler. The atrocities she saw there, which included the public beating of Jews, forever changed the course of her young life. Nancy Wake, who died Sunday at age 98, would spend World War II fighting Nazism tooth and nail, saving thousands of Allied lives, winding up at the top of the Gestapo’s most-wanted list and ultimately receiving more decorations than any other servicewoman.
Wake made her way from Spain to Britain, where she convinced special agents to train her as a spy and guerilla operative. In April 1944 she parachuted into France to coordinate attacks on German troops and installations prior to the D-Day invasion, leading a band of 7,000 resistance fighters. In order to earn the esteem of the men under her command, she reportedly challenged them to drinking contests and would inevitably drink them under the table. But her fierceness alone may have won her enough respect: During the violent months preceding the liberation of Paris, Wake killed a German guard with a single karate chop to the neck, executed a women who had been spying for the Germans, shot her way out of roadblocks and biked 70 hours through perilous Nazi checkpoints to deliver radio codes for the Allies. (via)
Lupita Nyong’o by Mikael Jansson for Vogue July 2014
"As Lupita gathered those voluminous silk georgette pleats of her custom Prada skirts, she remembers that all she could think was ‘Don’t fall on those stairs’ because, as she drolly explains, ‘it’s not cute if you follow Jennifer Lawrence—it’s not cute if you’re the second one!’"
things to say during sex part 593:
- ah the scalene triangle
- do you bite your thumb at me sir
- can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars
- the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell
- normal dirty talk, but with lots of sarcastic “airquotes”
- 'i see what you did there'
super important!! for those unaware, in the us sex toys can be sold as ‘novelty items’ and as such their production is not monitored and held to the standards of the FDA, which means sex toy producers can use extremely toxic carcinogens like pthalates in their toys. this can be averted by buying non plastic toys, but glass n stuff aren’t for everyone!
i. dead sea the lumineers ii. weight of living pt. i bastille iii. i don’t wanna pray edward sharpe & the magnetic zeros iv. instant crush daft punk v. working man imagine dragons vi. i warned you do not make an enemy of me los campesinos! vii. preacher onerepublic viii. gasoline the silent comedy ix early birdie owl city x. avocado, baby los campesinos!
i. c o m p a n i o n aural automaton ii. you’re a wolf sea wolf iii. laura palmer bastille iv. uptight imagine dragons v. let the poison spill from your throat the faint vi. proteigon omar & nodey vii. the strangest things radical face viii. i am sick of people being sick of my shit the world/inferno friendship society ix. contact daft punk x. desperately safe alias conrad coldwood
Oh my gosh, this gets better and better.
Notes from Management [ardentleprechaun]
I have like the weirdest boner right now.
This is so much better than that “kissing strangers for the first time” video
me everytime a character in a movie has to get a few drops of their blood for some ritual bullshit (via jtoday)
WHILE WE’RE AT IT, why do people try to cross those skinny bridges over lava/chasms/whatever by walking upright. IT’S CALLED CENTER OF GRAVITY. get on your hands and knees and crawl across that thing. HUG IT. SCOOT YOUR BUTT ACROSS. “but i look stupid!” lalalala but we’ll avoid that ~dramatic moment~ where you almost fall over and die because your damn fucking self wanted to look COOL
and stop yanking IV lines out of your arms the minute you wake up in the hospital
That is a broadsword, why are you fencing with it
There is a freaking door right there. Stop smashing through windows, damn it.
yes, mr. action hero, I am aware that running dramatically from the baddies at breakneck speed is important, but know what else is important? NOT GETTING SHOT. RUN IN A FUCKING ZIGZAG PATTERN ON THE OFF CHANCE THAT THE MOOKS WERE NOT COACHED IN MARKSMANSHIP BY THE IMPERIAL STORMTROOPERS.
Oh, hey, you there, sneaky hero-type breaking into any place for any reason? WEAR SOME FUCKING GLOVES. They’re called fingerprints, dumbass. You have them and you’re putting them all over the fucking place.
If something really fucking huge is falling on you, don’t FUCKING RUN ALONG THE LENGTH JUST TAKE LIKE TWO FUCKING STEPS TO THE SIDE