What this poor girl doesn’t know is this schmo has about three girlfriends behind him. Work-affiliated happy hours are the worst. Though, this chick’s attire FTW.
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golden arches
I’m really trying to figure out what amount of money or good fortune I’d bestow on anyone willing to bring me an M&M McFlurry…
…with fries
…and maybe one two cheeseburgers.
Goddamnit, Peter Alexander.
the masters
A tradition unlike any other. Arnold Palmer receiving the green jacket in 1964.
king frederik
King Frederik V of Denmark was on the throne for twenty years in the 18th century. I’m realizing court painters (like Carl Gustaf Pilo, his work of Frederik seen here) are very similar to the Witney Port characters of the world…a terrifying waste of space, really just people trying to enjoy themselves in a royal culture.
night windows
Right after manicures at Paintbox, I’m going to beg my friend to go be voyeurs of this Hopper at MoMA. Night Windows (1928) presents the viewer with my goddamn worst nightmare: completely clueless about everyone being able to see into my bay window while I’m in my alluring, yet understated, pajamas.
Hopper called the triptych of lighting “a common visual sensation.” OH SURE, like it’s the lighting that’s sensational. 🍑🍑🍑
schuffenecker’s studio
This is the Schuffenecker family. Gauguin hated them. Well, if I were Louise, I would feel the same right back. Go ahead, dude, paint me up in really miserable-looking heavy clothes, and give me that overbearing wedding ring: I still wouldn’t shut up about how annoyed I’d be to share my house with such an unbearable loser.
What’s even better is, scholarship suggests Gauguin tried to seduce her and faileddddd. So in addition to that awful outfit, Gauguin tries to add insult to injury by making her husband (and fellow contemporary artist Emile) look like a chump by featuring zero visual cues he was any sort of artist. That’s right–no brush, no bad beret, no nothing.
How cute are these kids as they comfort each other against Gauguin?
Strength in numbers.
equestrienne
Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec finished Equestrienne in 1888, and sold it to the owner of the Moulin Rouge, Joseph Oller, the same year.
Lautrec doesn’t give a damn about anything glamorous about the circus in this. Instead, we have this close-up of this weird, sexual trifecta of ringmaster, rider, and what has to be the most well-endowed horse in all of art history.
Rumor has it Suzanne Valadon modeled as the rider, and I am SO EXCITED BY THAT. She also modeled for Renoir’s Dance at Bougival, my favorite work never on display at Boston’s MFA.
ah, yes…
No amount of fur-lined robes or cunning looks can save me from Monday. I might as well just continue sittin’ back and swiping right.
elegant woman
Louis Anquetin gives us a fancy woman with a killer outfit attending a show at the Élysée Montmartre, a concert hall in Paris.
This woman has such sensational pride–I love it. Makes me want to do more, like look the end of the weekend in the eye and say, I can handle this.
…But I can’t. I just can’t.
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