#matthew evergreen

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It's been a while since i've posted anything here.... Drew more OC art, this time based on the song "Reckless Battery Burns" by Ghost and Pals

[alter-koker]

this movie is so gay too, a journalist and his roommate fake a story about a made-up interesting person (who jessie matthews is pretending to be after the made-up person gets famous, for clout) and they keep referring to her as 'their daughter' and they refer to each other as either the two fathers or father and mother

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[inevitablemoment]

Chapter 22: Home Again

When they all return to the lake house.

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I'VE DONE IT! I DID IT!

[thesobsister]

The excellent Jessie Matthews demonstrating high kicks gracefully in her version of the Rodgers/Hart standard "Dancing on the Ceiling" from 1934's Evergreen.

Fred Astaire was the first choice to star with her in this film, and he was even in London at the time, starring in The Gay Divorce, his first musical after his sister and longtime partner Adele's marriage. But his studio, RKO, wouldn't release him. Subsequently, when Matthews was invited to Hollywood to star with Astaire, her studio, British Gaumont, wouldn't release her.

A tragedy all around, as she would've been absolutely smashing with him in 1937's A Damsel in Distress, which he ended up doing with the non-singing, non-dancing Joan Fontaine, who barely leaves an impression by the end of the film.

Bonus Jessie Matthews dancing clip:

From 1937's Gangway, a tap duet with Warren Jenkins.

1929 Adorable and talented Jessie Matthews, British singer, dancer and film star. Photographed by Alexander Stewart. From The Glamour of the 1920s, FB.

[hollywoodcomet]

Musical Monday: Evergreen (1934)

It’s no secret that the Hollywood Comet loves musicals.In 2010, I revealed I had seen 400 movie musicals over the course of eight years. Now that number is over 600. To celebrate and share this musical love, here is my weekly feature about musicals. This week’s musical:Evergreen (1934) – Musical #529 Studio:Gaumont-British Pictures Director:Victor Saville Starring:Jessie Matthews, Sonnie Hale,…

[alexesguerra]

The Evergreen Spellbook (Apophis's Magick) The Evergreen Spellbook (Apophis's Magick) Contributor(s): Petchinsky, Matthew (Author) Publisher: Matthew Edward Petchinsky Physical Info: 0.36" H x 9.0" L x 6.0" W (0.51 lbs) 168 pages The Evergreen Spellbook invites readers into a world where ancient wisdom and natural magic blend seamlessly. Perfect for both seasoned practitioners and curious newcomers, this comprehensive guide explores the heart of nature-based spells and rituals that align with the cycles of the moon, the whisper of the trees, and the secrets held by the earth itself. Within its pages, you'll find 25 thoughtfully crafted chapters, each detailing unique spells that draw from the power of natural elements like the resilient pine, the nurturing willow, and the transformative energy of water and fire. Each spell is designed for practical use and offers step-by-step instructions that empower readers to harness the power of herbs, crystals, and celestial timings to foster transformation, protection, creativity, peace, and abundance. Additionally, the book includes appendices that provide an extensive guide to spell materials, moon phase influences, and the meanings of nature-based symbols, enhancing your spellwork and deepening your connection to the world around you. Whether you seek inner peace, revitalized energy, or spiritual growth, The Evergreen Spellbook is your timeless companion, guiding you to a harmonious blend of wisdom, intention, and the boundless magic found in nature's embrace. Unlock the secrets of the natural world and transform your life, one spell at a time.

[solareclipse-vr]

Trying this again, ANYWAY. More UKSRTX redraws to match with the other one. Alt in-game style versions under the cut

[its-ya-girl-phoeni]

"I'll never forget the day Shrek walked on set and announced that he had killed God."

"I don't actually remember filming any scenes. Once the cameras started rolling, I'd black out as the spirit of Shrek possessed my mortal body once again."

I think it's really funny how Shrek's canon human form is literally just Mike Myers

Plot twist: That's just Shrek using 0.5% of his power

[hotvintagepoll]

Propaganda

Jessie Matthews (Evergreen, First a Girl, It's Love Again, Gangway)—known as “the dancing divinity”, jessie matthews was a british musical star of stage and screen in the 20s and 30s - if you're an enjoyer of lavish art deco musicals of the likes of fred and ginger, busby berkeley etc, definitely give her movies a try they are delightful! (tantalizingly there were multiple attempts made to pair her and fred together that never came to fruition - gaumont-british tried to get fred for evergreen and mgm wanted jessie for a damsel in distress.) and for the women in tuxedos enjoyers, her 1935 movie first a girl was the first english language remake of viktor und viktoria, famously later remade with julie andrews.

Lotus Long (Tokyo Rose, Last of the Pagans, Think Fast Mr Moto)— Look at those doe-like eyes! Her abundant hair! Her perfect Cupid's bow!

This is round 2 of the tournament. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage woman.

[additional propaganda submitted under the cut.]

Jessie Matthews:

Star of British 1930s stage and screen, she introduced classic songs by Noel Coward and Rogers and Hart to English audiences, and then played perky heroines, but today it’s her genderswapping role in First A Girl that probably gets most attention.

[youunravelme]

okay but how does mat propose??? (like a pt. 2 follow up to the wedding cake fic)

omg omg omg a proposal request!! let it be known, i have never been engaged, BUT all my friends got engaged/married last year so i think i'm uniquely qualified (edit: this was started in 2023, you know, when this request was sent. once again, my b). (though this might just turn into my dream proposal bc i'm in love with him).

for those of you who wanna check the part 1 of the wedding cake fic, here it is!

another edit: i wrote this to distract myself from my absolute disdain at scott mayfield.

carry on.

his hands were sweating all day.

which was weird, considering it was february.

but it wasn't weird, given what he had planned. he didn't know if he wanted to scream or throw up. the idea of you becoming his wife surely made him giddy, but it was soured with the slight chance that you might say no. he was supposed to propose before the season started up again, but he was plagued with anxious thoughts.

it's not the right time.

i'm not ready yet.

or the worst one: i don't think i'm that serious about you.

which, in hindsight, wouldn't make sense considering you were already living together and have been for quite some time. you wore his jersey to games, you had conversations about starting a family, you texted his mom and sister more than he did. there was no reason for you to say no.

right?

right?

after he chickened out back in september, mat's new plan was to wait until the bye week to propose. he was going to take you on a vacation to conil de la frontera, spain. he had everything booked and ready.

but then he was drafted for the 2024 all star games.

he could see it in your eyes, you were ecstatic for him to be recognized, but when you took a week and a half off of work, you were planning on packing your bathing suit, not taking a short flight to toronto.

you bore the slight disappointment well, smiling and kissing him and hugging him tightly when he got the news. he beamed when he saw you post about it on your instagram.

he couldn't wait any longer to ask you. your reaction to a change in your vacation plans from something warm to canada in the winter solidified what he was anxious about for months.

you loved him, there as no doubt about it.

you were the most selfless human being he knew.

his teammates had been crucial in the planning process, well, at least their wives were. bo, marty, anders, brock, and clutterbuck had been chirping him since the start of the season when they noticed that your left hand was still devoid of a ring.

"what're you waiting for, barzy?" bo asked after a practice one day. "you found a good one, she'd probably wait forever for you, but why're you making her wait?"

mat shrugged at the time, too embarrassed to admit that despite being one of the best players in the league and having millions to his name, he was terrified that it still wouldn't be enough for you. not that you'd ever demanded more from him, you'd taken him as he was and cheered for him even when he was having the shittiest time of his life.

he could give you the moon and still wouldn't feel like it was enough.

so when mat finally told his teammates about his plan in toronto, they immediately communicated to the wives who were closest to you. sydney, grace, and holly took you out to get your nails done while marty, anders, bo, and mat started researching the most romantic places in toronto on anders' laptop just in case you spontaneously went through mat's search history.

the day was planned, the photographer and necessary tickets were booked, he'd propose at the evergreen brick works after texting auston matthews about cool places to visit while he was in town, (he had to clarify that he didn't care about cool bars, and was looking to bring you along).

you'd been talking nonstop on the plane ride to toronto that you didn't even notice mat was quietly stewing. everything had to be perfect.

it was the very least that you deserved.

the first day in toronto, both of you explored the city by going to coffee shops and restaurants recommended by players and their significant others. when you made it back to your hotel room, your feet were aching.

you fell face first into the bed, whining into the comforter. "my feet hurt," you groaned.

mat laughed from his position leaning against the wall. "i told you to wear better shoes," he said.

"i didn't anticipate you dragging me all over toronto today."

"well, that's what we'll be doing tomorrow too, so prepare yourself."

"mat," you whined, finally flipping over so he could see your pretty face again. you had a cute pout on your lips that he wanted to kiss away. "we're on vacation."

"and you've never been in this city before, you should get to see it." he walked over to where you were and grabbed your hands. "c'mon, let's go take a bath and then we can order room service and spend the rest of the night in bed."

you were quick to agree.

the following day was pretty mundane. but wednesday was the cause of mat's stress.

his phone lit up with texts from his teammates, his parents, liana, tito, and ethan, all wishing him a good luck. the two of you woke up early enough to go to a local cafe and grab breakfast before taking the bus to evergreen brick work.

"you okay?" you asked, placing your hand on his knee to keep it from bouncing anymore.

he thanked whatever possessed him to keep the ring box in his coat pocket on the side that wasn't pressed up against you.

"yeah," he smiled. "just ready to get there."

when the two of you hopped off the bus, you slid your hand into his almost immediately. out of habit, mat tucked you into his side, happy to just have you close. it was a little cold outside, but it was like he couldn't feel it because of your proximity.

"mat!" you tugged on his arm and pointed at one of the signs. "they have ice skating here!" you grinned widely up at him and he couldn't help but smile right back. "we should go!"

"we will," he said. "i wanna do this trail first."

you looked at him funny. "you wanna go on a walk?"

he shrugged, tearing his eyes away from you to focus on the signs in front of him. "auston suggested this place."

"you're asking for a lot of suggestions from auston. it's unlike you..."

"there's no need to be suspcious, babe. i know that you wanted to be in a tropical place for vacation, that was the plan and everything, but since we're here, thought we'd make the most of it."

you scrutinized his face for a moment longer before nodding and pulling yourself closer to him.

after you secured another hot coffee to combat the cold, mat started leading you on the trail. while you were ordering, he was coordinating with the photographer to make sure she was in position.

the trail itself wasn't that long, thankfully because mat couldn't get a word out and if it was any longer, he feared you would've caught on that he was incapable of speaking.

you were still talking about work drama when you got to the lookout point. your voice was taken away by the sight of toronto in the background.

you hadn't always been the most observant person ever, you didn't even know he liked you until he told you verbatim when he couldn't take it anymore.

"oh my god, mat," you gasped. you pointed at the skyline in front of you with the hand that wasn't holding your coffee. "look how pretty it is!"

he swallowed and knelt down on one knee while your back was turned. mat took the ring box out of his jacket pocket, doing his best not to drop it despite how much his hands were shaking.

"have you ever seen anything that--" you whipped back around to look for him. he watched as confusion filled your face when you didn't see him standing behind you, but kneeling in front of you.

"oh my god," you whispered, dropping your coffee on the ground so you could cover your mouth with both hands. "mat what--"

"i love you," he said. "i love the way you squeal at every cute baby that comes across your for you page or the way you cry at the drop of a hat. i love how you celebrate everyone around you. you are the brightest thing in my life and if i quit my job tomorrow, i know my life would still be fucking amazing because i'd have you.

"i know that my schedule is hectic, and you could probably find a man better than me, who was more consistent, who wasn't going to play games or have practices on your birthday, who could take you out of the country for a vacation to somewhere warm instead of dragging you with me to an all star game. but i promise you, i will do whatever it takes to give you the best life possible if you'd let me. i wanna grow old and crinkly with you, i want our kids to have the same last name as both of us. i want to be able to point you out in crowds and tell strangers that i somehow managed to convince you to marry me.

"i have never been more terrified in my life than i am right now," he admitted. "but i have never been more certain of anything i want more in my life than you. so will you have me? will you marry me?"

in the middle of his speech, mat didn't realize when he'd started crying, didn't even notice that you were all but sobbing. he just recognized the scent of your perfume when you lunged towards him and kissed him hard on the mouth, your tears mixing with his.

"yes," you mumbled into his mouth. "oh my god, yes."

mat let out a watery laugh and managed to slip the ring on your finger even though his hands were shaking. you pulled him up to stand and immediately wrapped your arms around his neck to pull him close.

you were sniffling as he pulled you in for another kiss.

"i love you,' he whispered against your lips.

"love you more," you smiled back.

[citizenscreen]

Visiting the final resting place of Matthew Beard Jr. who played Stymie on The Little Rascals / Our Gang at Evergreen Cemetery.

[petrolhead-carspotters]

It's been fun comparing shares of global billionaires by countries and the billionaire percentage among adult population for each country. And it's just as fun comparing those numbers for millionaires.

[mattywrites]

i found her in the forest covered with creeping vines, the air fragrant with lust and undergrowth, each thin white finger of her hand reach for me, and in her eyes i saw pleading and the knee buckled weakness of someone raw and freshly fucked, but there was not another soul in sight, as her fingers tugged at my clothing and pressed into my skin with warm sweaty wanting, among the dense cover of trees, with her bare back against the evergreen, legs spread revealing some deep fleshy peace, perhaps i would give in and join her, this queen of the eternal woods.

‘evergreen’ poetry my matthew marcel

[inevitablemoment]

Chapter 12: Seeing You Everywhere

Cathleen begins seeing herself and Egon in Callie and Gary, Marie and Julian, and Natalie and Lars.

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few random updates of niche interest; 1) I finally read matthew mcconaughey's memoir after having it on my shelf for at least three solid years lmfao. he is the most astounding mixture of humbleness and egotistical, it really is a marvel to behold his bizarre thought processes on paper. also, he's definitely a product of gen x because the first quarter of the memoir at least was him talking about his mother and father's domestic abuse relationship-situationship in detail, as if it is a benchmark of marriage. example: his father broke his mother's finger (3) times and he decided this was a good detail to tell the world without a critical eye....interesting. okay my mans. but overall the book was pretty entertaining and attention-grabbing when he wasn't riffing about his hippie alright alright alright talk as if it were a self-help seminar. the memoir parts? very insightful in places.

2) scentsplit order finally came in last weekend, of the 7 samples I received I'm able to tolerate 6 of them and probably would purchase at least 3. marfa by memo paris is the yummiest creamy orange blossom scent of my life. I cannot believe how expensive it is, but maybe I'll buy a travel size on ebay at some point. I did not like 'coven' by andrea maack on my skin because of the realistic dirt and evergreen type notes, but I gave it to my mom and she loves it. the person who refuses to do commonplace things like drink boba tea or use lavender scented anything. go figure!!

3) idk if this is just truly part of getting older, but I mentally disassociate from Christmas more and more every year. like, I guess living in Florida is part of the problem because we don't experience seasons here and only mild cold snaps with no visual changes in the scenery, but I cannot connect with the Christmas spirit anymore. it's just not there. you take it for granted so much as a kid, not realizing how much of that holiday feeling is forcibly manufactured by your parents or family members. even sadder to think I don't think I'd have the strength in me to perform that same magic act for children of my own, if I had them.