
There aren’t enough books of prayer or high-collared, brocade-patterned dresses in the UNIVERSE to comfort me when I find out it’s only Thursday.

There aren’t enough books of prayer or high-collared, brocade-patterned dresses in the UNIVERSE to comfort me when I find out it’s only Thursday.

Look at how hopeful this poor man’s Jennifer Lawrence looks at this dinner party. Too bad she’s by her goddamn self, and she only has one bottle of wine. Amateur.

Sofanisba Anguissola is a bad B. Like, legit, she was a successful woman painter before it was even a thing. “Chess Game” is from 1555, and shows one of her sisters absolutely schooling another one in chess.
Anguissola gives a series of eff yous to all her haters:
– She incorporates an idealistic landscape in the background versus a limiting indoor tavern shot. Boom.
– She makes her sister look directly at the viewer, which is, like, the most suggestive and powerful thing ever.
– The embellished fabric shows they not only have brains to burn, but money as well.
Also, how amazing is the gleeful look on her youngest sister? I feel that way about avoiding all my work today at the office to surf BuzzFeed style articles instead.

This girl’s 12 tattoos away from looking just like me on a casual Saturday night. Well, my eyebrow game is better, and I’m not that showy about that cleave…but hell, it’s almost my birthday, so why not.
What’s awesome is that Amedeo Modigliani was an exclusive bastard in Paris, and hung out with the likes of Picasso and Diego Rivera. Ugh, gross, there’d be just them and me left in the world and I’d still swipe left on that.
Lord Nelson was an officer in the Royal Navy, and dated this hot number named Emma Hart (though she was married to Sir William Hamilton when they first met). She wasn’t just a flag officer’s girl, but apparently the sensational muse of portrait painter George Romney. She was 17 when she posed as Circe, the goddess of magic.
Not surprising, Hart’s affair with Nelson produced major scandal. Spoilers: They had a child, he died, she gets dumped by all things Britain, and she dies penniless in 1815. At least she looks foxy in her goddess garb. A shame she couldn’t turn haters into animals like the real Circe.