massively looking forward to next week. My job is too good.
In other news I’m missing dancing a horrendous amount, although I’m slowly correcting my posture and attempting to get flexi again
you ever notice how in women’s razor commercials the models’ legs are already completely hairless before they “shave” them
like we can’t even handle showing body hair in a commercial about how to get rid of body hair
A muggle-born’s sibling sends them a howler in the middle of the school year and it arrives while they eat. When they open it, all it does is simply scream “WHAT TEAM?”. Nearly all the muggle-borns shout “WILDCATS!” before returning to their meal, leaving the pure-bloods in total confusion of what the hell they just witnessed.
I accept and fully support this headcanon
George R. R. Martin, A Storm of Swords (via melisamccalls)