the thing I’m most excited for is finally visiting the Guggenheim. LOLOL. I also wonder what the magazine office will look like (It’s right next to Bryant Park!).
Imagine, if you will, you are sitting across the table from perfection itself (Hiddles, of course).
And he pulls out this:
That fucking smile.
I would melt into a puddle on the fucking floor.
Like I would need to be mopped up.
What a fucking asshole…
So yeah. Currently.
Judging by the trailer, everyone in The Great Gatsby is constantly puzzled.
Who is Gatsby
Where is Daisy
Why am I in this movie
Was that Frank Ocean
Holy shit is this… is this a U2 cover
(via imwithkanye)
This movie could go really, really bad or really, really good. Either way, I’M TOTES EXCITED!
I’m about to finish you ALL this summer!
BTW, I need some contemporary book suggestions. What say you?