i think he disassociated
Indie
he looked at that ruffle like it was made of haunted lace
ALSO: I AM OBSESSED. THEY’RE GONNA LOOK LIKE A RENAISSANCE TRAGEDY IN HD.
we’re getting slow mo shots.
we’re getting a promo trailer.
we’re getting. that. emmy.
this is the chaos we DESERVE.
Kendall
dunno babe, speak for yourself, I think I deserve some of nate’s off-ice intensity, if you know what I mean
Sophie
Just keep the pressure on. See what happens.
Kendall
What if Martin asks questions?
Sophie
Leave Martin tome.
Indie
savageeeeee
VELVETGATE: Can crushed dreams claim the TTF crown?
By Lina Marquette | Entertainment Columnist
This week’s costume reveal onTake the Floorleft fans (and allegedly a certain hockey player) clutching their pearls. In a moment now immortalized in high-def behind-the-scenes footage, Nate Eriksson was presented with what experts are already calling ‘the boldest affront to masculinity since mesh crop tops hit Coachella.’
The garment in question? A baby-blue crushed velvet shirt with enough romantic ruffling to qualify for a Brontë adaptation. His partner, Holly Martinez, will be wearing a matching slip dress, though sources close to production confirm she briefly attempted to bribe wardrobe for a blackout curtain instead.
The internet, naturally, has dubbed it #velvetgate.
Despite the wardrobe drama, producers…READ MORE→
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PROP CLOSET OF THE DAMNED
Holly
“Every time I think it’s just good dick, he breathes near my clavicle and my vagina writes a fucking sonnet.”
The hallway was deserted, save for the hum of distant fluorescents and the soft, guilty slap of her bare heels on the linoleum. Nate was already ahead of her, pushing open the heavy black door with the reckless confidence of a man who’d never once been caughtsneakinganywhere.
The second it creaked open, she was hit with the smell of dust, fabric, faint deodorant from forgotten costumes. The costume and props closet was barely more than a glorified storage shed, all wire racks and haphazard piles of hats, wigs, discarded feather boas, and theatrical regrets.
