#we take a break from our regular taylor swift programming :)

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giddy

description: seo changbin is too precious member: changbin genre: fluff, makeout with plot, established relationship au, implied idol au word count: 1.9k warning: explicit language, suggestive (duh) note: inspired by an old tweet which i think is the sweetest thing ever + hbd binnie i’m posting early bc i’m watching gose later lmao

“Twenty-two, huh?” Changbin muses after a long moment of silence between the two of you. 

You hum in response, glancing over at him from your peripheral vision. “Do you want me to play the Taylor Swift song?” You proceed to tease, taking out your phone for the first time in a while. “There’s like, enough time for one last song.” 

Your boyfriend shakes his head with an amused smile next to you, “No, thank you—”

But before he can even finish his sentence, you quickly interject, playing the song simultaneously. “Too late!” You exclaim, shaking your phone jokingly in front of him as he pretends to cover his ears and be annoyed. “Seo Changbin, feeling 22 yet, babe?” 

Changbin chuckles against your teasings, leaning away from you. “Ah, stop!” He whines, making you laugh even harder.

You shake your phone around his ears a few more times before lowering the volume and putting your phone down next to his, letting the song play out in silence. “Even on your birthday, you’re still trying to be chic and cool, tsk.” 

“You can’t really say anything bad since we’re dating.” He rolls his eyes, leaning over to you again, making you grin. “Your words don’t affect me!”

“I know which is slowly turning into a con in this relationship.” You tease, pinching his cheek much to his disapproval. “But, you know, even when you’re trying to act cool and failing miserably at it, I still like you.” 

Instead of swatting your hand away like he would do if you were any of his other friends, he simply lets you have your fun with a defeated sigh.

And just then, both yours and Changbin’s phone alert and vibrate as soon as the time turns to midnight, the 10th day of August turning into the 11th. You turn both the alarms off, turning to your boyfriend who sits next to you on the balcony and giving him a nudge on your shoulder with your own afterward. “Happy birthday!” You greet him with an excited smile, knowing at any moment that the other boys would burst in the room with the cakes and party poppers. 

And right on cue, they do the exact same thing, singing happy birthday to a surprised Changbin as they burst in the room with a loud thud and walk over to where the two of you are slowly. “Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you,” They sing, Felix holding the cake while Chan covers the candles away from the soft breeze of the night. “Happy birthday, our Binnie, happy birthday to you!” 

You pick up your phones from the floor and move to Minho’s side when the boys are close enough, taking a video with Changbin’s phone and occasionally taking pictures as he silently makes a wish. After a moment, he then blows the candles, eliciting whistles, cheers, and off-tune party blower sounds from everyone in the room. 

“Thank you so much for this.” Your boyfriend smiles at everyone appreciatively, unintentionally lingering over to you last. 

“Yeah, we’ll have to take that after the photos so you don’t drop it.” Jisung jokes, earning him a careful slap from Changbin as he tries balancing the cake on top of its box. While he moves, everyone makes exaggerated reactions, joking about the one time he dropped his cake even to this day. 

“Ya!” The birthday boy in question exclaims at hearing everyone react. “I won’t drop it, I swear.” 

“Then let’s take a quick photo and be done with it!” Hyunjin dramatically exclaims, gesturing for everyone to huddle around Changbin while he takes out his Instax camera. On your opposite side, you see Jeongin turn the balcony lights on for better lighting just as Hyunjin begins a count down for a picture. 

“One, two, three! Okay, happy birthday Seo Changbin!” Chan exclaims after. You quickly finish taking photos with both the Instax and practically everybody’s phones, slyly taking the cake from Changbin’s hands right after and passing it to Minho. 

“Thank Jesus Changbin’s not dropping the cake so far.” Seungmin comments.

“Should we go to the kitchen and eat the cake?” Minho asks, eyeing the cake hungrily as usual. At this question, everyone turns to Changbin. 

“You guys go ahead,” Changbin answers coolly. “Y/N and I will be right there.” 

“Eh, what are you guys going to do?” Jisung teases, feigning a skeptical expression. 

Jeongin nods along to this, albeit innocently. “If you don’t catch up, Minho and Jisung are going to eat everything!” 

You look expectantly at Changbin as well, contemplating on why you need to stay behind for a little longer, especially since you’ve been together for the past hour. 

“I just need to give them something.” Changbin answers, earning a few ‘ooh’s and ‘really’s from the boys. “Not like that, you idiots, jeez.”

Turning to Chan, he narrows his eyes as well but lets it go anyway, “Come on, let’s just leave them alone, it’s Changbin’s birthday, anyway.” He then turns to the two of you. “Just go out and eat with us, okay? We made a whole program and everything.”

With that, the boys hesitantly begin to leave, greeting Changbin one last ‘happy birthday’ before proceeding outside. Before they leave, you even hear Minho say, “Be quick about it or I’m eating the whole cake!” 

“You wouldn’t dare!” Changbin yells back before Jeongin could close the door behind him, leaving the two of you alone again. He sighs, though he knows that Minho or Jisung wouldn’t actually do it, then turns to you, his expression softening.

“So?” You return his gaze, sitting down on the ground again when he does so. You place your phones back on the side, looking up expectantly at him. “What are you giving me?”

“I just said that so they can leave us alone,” He confesses honestly with a sheepish smile. “What are you giving me?” 

You roll your eyes, equally as playful. “Who said I bought you something?” 

He pouts, pulling his knees to his chest and pretending to sulk. “Don’t pretend, I already saw the wrapped box in your backpack.” He mumbles under his breath, making you laugh. 

Though it’s always fun to tease him especially now that you’ve been dating for 3 months, you easily give in, pulling out your gift from your backpack. “If you already saw it, you should’ve took it when I came in, then.” You then hand it over to him, catching the way his eyes widen and his pout turn into a big grin that makes you chuckle. “But here you go.”

“Can I—?” He shakes the box in his hands and looks up at you with the biggest puppy eyes he can muster. Before he can even finish his sentence, you nod in approval. 

In no time, he’s opening the box and taking out the necklace he’s been eyeing for months, gasping even just at the first glance and smiling all the way through that your own mouth already hurts from smiling so wide because of him. “You got me the necklace we saw on our last date?” He exclaims, recalling the time you went to Hongdae and saw the cross necklace he now holds in his hands.

You nod at this, taking out the matching one from inside your hoodie. “I bought the matching one too.” He looks up at you with your words, eyes growing bigger in surprise. “The shop owner somehow recognized me and asked if we changed our mind about it.” 

“Wasn’t this expensive?” 

You shrug at this question, “I may or may not have successfully got a little discount...because I told them that it’s your first birthday with us as significant others...” 

He laughs, remembering that you previously didn’t like other couples doing the exact same thing. “Look at you, breaking your rules for me.” He jokes, making you roll your eyes. 

You then quietly watch Changbin carefully wear the necklace around his neck, patting it gently onto the material of his shirt after, as if it’s the most precious thing in the world. “Thank you.” He smiles at you, more softly now. He then leans over, scooping you in his arms and pulling you to straddle his lap in a hug. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!” 

“Anything for you, idiot.” You hug him back, your hands going over his neck and your chin resting briefly on his shoulder before you pulled your face away to look at him properly. “Happy birthday, Binnie.” 

You then lean closer, capturing his lips on yours. Unlike on a regular day, you lead the kiss this time, running your hands through his hair and initiating another kiss whenever he pulls away to catch his breath. In response, you feel Changbin tightening his grip on your sides, pushing you closer to him and gathering your hoodie in his fists with a low grunt. 

You smile into his lips, gaining enough confidence to coax his lips into parting for you. When you’ve successfully moved your tongue over to his mouth, he suddenly (and rather reluctantly) leans away, biting down on his swollen lips as he holds back a smile. 

“What?” You smile nervously, tilting your head to the side when he leans back against the railings of the balcony. You poke on his lip, shifting on his lap. “What’s gotten you so giggly? Hm?” 

Changbin looks up from the pocket of your hoodie to your eyes, his cheeks immediately flaming red that he instinctively covers with a laugh that confuses you even more. “It’s just—” He says in between his shy laughs, lazily pulling you closer to him by the pocket of your hoodie.

“What?!” You ask again in a slightly more demanding tone as you hesitantly laugh alone, punching him lightly on his chest. “You weirdo.” 

Changbin forces himself to stop laughing, sitting up better now and briefly kissing you again, sliding his tongue in your mouth at the first opportunity. When he abruptly pulls away again, you pout, your hands rubbing the nape of his neck. “It’s just that...” He tries again, chuckling a few more times. “Making out with you is making me feel so light and giddy.” 

You let out a breath you didn’t even realize you were holding, laughing more wholeheartedly now. “Really?” You kiss him again, making sure to move lower to his jaw and neck this time. “Such a softie.” 

You lift your head back up to kiss him again by his lips, briefly getting caught off guard when he turns his excitement into confidence of taking the lead. He kisses you harder now, moving all the way down to your neck, giggling again in between grazing his teeth on your skin when he sees your necklace the second time and suddenly becoming hyper aware of his own.

“I love you.” He mumbles against your collarbones, toying with the necklace right next to his lips. “I love you so much.” 

You quickly melt, both at his words and under his touch. “I love you too.” 

But the moment’s suddenly cut off by Chan texting the two of you, quickly reporting that ‘Jesus is watching’ and that Minho’s already trying to eat off of everyone’s share of cake. 

“Should we go downstairs and eat?” You ask him, trying your best to stifle any other sounds when he seems to ignore you and instead just continues kissing down whatever skin he can expose from your hoodie. “Chan’s onto us.”

“No.” You hear him mumble with a grunt nonchalantly, silently cursing your loose hoodie for being too heavy for his lazy arms to lift. “Less talking, more kisses.” 

You chuckle, the vibrations making Changbin bite onto your skin lightly. “Okay, sure, birthday boy.”   

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Chapter Thirty : MY OWN STORY

This is the end of our journey. I could have ended it with a one-two punch Stonewall-Pride extravaganza but I’m going with a more personal coda, if you’ll indulge me.

A BOY’S OWN STORY

I haven’t always known I was Queer. I guess there were signs — how I would prefer to play with my sister’s barbies than with my own construction toys. How I could be extra sensitive with benign day-to-day details or the fact that by the age of five, I knew “Pour que tu m’aimes encore” by Céline Dion by heart. “So Alex, you’re a faggot, right ?”. That’s what a schoolmate said to me during recess. I said “No”. I was 10. I didn’t know. How did he know if I didn’t know ? Is sensitive a synonym for gay, even when you’re too young to even have pubic hair ?

I started masturbated at the age of 12 and it didn’t took long before my thoughts were directed towards the male body. I ignored it and pretended it was just my mind wandering in unexpected and irrelevant places. I would do my dirty business with La Redoute catalogues, looking at the male models in underwear then switch to their female counterparts at the very end when I knew I was close. Same thing with my imagination. Penelope Cruz was my go-to fantasy beard. I was ashamed of my sexual orientation. Worst, I was ashamed of it before I could understand it. That’s the tricky part : society doesn’t teach you how to be Queer but sure makes you aware that it’s not the norm.

I didn’t know what gay was. In movies, homosexuality was always depicted through huge clichés, what I called in my articles the “Cage aux Folles” dogma. I couldn’t identify. Or maybe I rejected the notion very quickly and swore never to approach this level of absurdity. Internalized homophobia before you even understand what internalized homophobia is.

I fell in love with my first boy when I was 14 years old. He was 2 years older, not that handsome (back then) and so unattainable. I’ve known that dude my whole life. For a long time, I said to myself that one-sided love wasn’t love. I do not believe that anymore. Feeling are valid whether they’re reciprocated or not. Of the five men I fell in love with in my life, only one didn’t love me back (and another is still TBD). But he’s the man I loved the most. The pain that followed was real and undeniable.

I didn’t act on my feelings towards boys until college. In high school, I told myself I wasn’t gonna do anything with anyone until I knew for sure what I was (laugh). I turned down a couple of great girls, one became one of my closest friend in this world. There was one incident involving a girl faking drunkenness in order to inspire pity and having her ways with me at a birthday party. I was… 15, I guess. I was not into it.

A shy boy, I socially bloomed in high school due to my involvement in drama classes and a new “fuck-the-world” attitude I cultivated through a longer hair cut and a collection of converses of every color imaginable.

The day I found out I graduated from high school, I went to town with a few friends. We (barely) drank and had our PG fun. There was this boy. I didn’t know him at all as he was a friend of a friend. I was very intrigued by him and made sure to present to him what I considered my best self (mute and mysterious, I guess). When it was time to go home, we all packed ourselves in my friend’s tiny car. There wasn’t enough space for all of us so the guy was lying on floor in the back, myself in the middle seat. I don’t know what got into me, but I started putting my fingers under his shirt and caressing his lower back. Gently, like an accident. When he didn’t react, I went further. That’s when I felt his fingers on my ankle. As I got to explore more of his back, he quickly went up my pants and caressed the entirety of my leg. So erotic, you have no idea. He was the first to go home. We didn’t exchange phone numbers but he sure helped me get IT. Once alone with my friends in the car, I said “I like boys”. That was it. The electricity I felt all around my body was unchallenging. No one was shocked. No one cared. Back to our regular scheduled programs.

HOW TO BE A GAY MAN IN FOUR LESSONS (OR MORE)

The first and only real mistake was trying to define myself through my sexuality.

My first boyfriend was… let’s call him Paul. Paul was the sweetest. A very short, very elfish (not healthy, ELFISH) little dude that tried his best to give me space in our relationship to explore myself. I said tried. I was willing to lose my virginity as a bottom but it wasn’t meant to be. I became a top. Oh, but it is a nice memory. It is so rare to be a gay man and lose one’s virginity in a good way. He introduced me to his friends who found me “too country” and “fat”. Do we have to talk to each other every day ? Are nicknames necessary ? Do I love you or do I prove constantly that I love you ? Coming from a broken father/son relationship, affection towards men wasn’t easy shit. Lust, yes (though a restrained version of what lust can be). Feelings were there but I found myself incapable of materializing them the way Paul wanted me too. I broke up with him. We got back together. He then broke up with me. Back together again. We called it quits soon after. Too many variables freaked me out. I was an 18 year-old who knew nothing, Jon Snow style.

I met a couple more guys, experimented with casual dating and hookups, bottomed (wasn’t my thing). Then I met Thomas — I’m not even going to invent a name. That bitch needs to be called out. I fell madly in love with Thomas. Five days in and we said “I love you” to each other. That relationship made me come out to my mom. I just didn’t realize that I was being manipulated into loving someone. He made an effort to be extra needy and to push my Superman complex to the max. After falling for him, he told me he visited several psychiatric facilities. He tried to hurt himself more times that I can honestly remember. By the time our relationship ended, I was more a nurse than a lover. I broke up with me after he cheated on me with someone else. But not just cheat. It went from a Friday night “I’m gonna see a friend for the weekend, it’s been a while since I saw him. It’s gonna do me some good” to a Monday morning phone call “Well, he wasn’t a friend. We slept together, now I love you both and I don’t know what to do”. I made it easy for him. By Monday night, pictures of him with the other boy was all over his Facebook page. Thomas broke me in pieces. And I’m not even gonna talk about me going to the police for harassment months later. Triste vie.

That’s when I became a whore.

Not immediately. It took a few weeks of crying to go in that direction but then I was full on. I quickly moved to another city and for the next three years or so, I slept with everything with a dick that moved. Short guys, tall guys, fat ones, skinny ones, effeminate dudes, masculine cunts, three ways, public, top, bottom, ALL. OF. IT. I was unable to feel anything for those guys (some were great and deserved a lot more) but damn, did I fuck them. All of them.

I learned a lot from that time period. First, I can be great at certain sexual things. Won’t tell you which ones. Second, it gave a lot of satisfaction mixed with a sense of true emptiness. I ignored the emptiness back then but I knew why I felt satisfaction. It wasn’t the orgasms. It was a feeling that I was doing exactly what I was supposed to do AKA being a gay guy having lots of sex. I saw it on TV. I saw it in porn. I knew it to be true. I was being the right kind of gay. 22 and still stupid enough to believe it.

When I moved to Paris, I fell in love twice. First with the city. Second with Pierre. In a way, he was the best of them all. Unfortunately, we met at the wrong time. Remember, I was a whore. Not that I cheated on him per say, but the need was there. Paris was giving me so much more land to cover. I met friends that partied hard. I started taking drugs. Lots of them. Festivities would last three days in a row. Sometimes four times a week. I lost 25 pounds just by being poor and high. Meanwhile, I was living a fantastic relationship with a somewhat adult man. I moved in with him for a couple of months. He was a painter and being with me helped him find inspirations. He bought me a note book and pushed me to start writing again, encouraged me to reach my full potential. But fuck my life, I had to make a choice : domesticity with this great guy (who had already been through what I was going through) or FPD (Friends/Party/Drugs). I broke his heart and entered a downward spiral. I went back to my whoring ways. I went all races, all ages, all sizes, just… all. I even was in a weird throuple for a few weeks. Drugs were taking a toll on my health and my friends weren’t supporting me the way I needed too. Six months after the break up, I reserved course. I cleaned my act, found a new job, moved into a new apartment by myself, cleared my phone from those friends’ numbers. This part of my life taught me two lessons : That I could be loved and valued for exactly who I was and that I could throw in all away for the sake of living that sweet Parisian Gay Life.

I met Jack at a time when my life was going really really well. I had been accepted at film school, I was making new friends from work, I had a perfectly stable life and newly-found good spirit. I do believe I inadvertently seduced him by singing Taylor Swift’s Blank Space at a party. I fell hard for that man. I viewed him as the perfect specimen, the epicenter of everyone I went through in the past seven years. I willingly gave him everything : a place to stay when he was looking for a new apartment, my time, my heart, my soul. I wasn’t able to keep anything for myself. It was all for him. Although I knew from the start that I was getting fucked, I didn’t care. He never loved me. Why ? That’s for another story and perhaps for him to tell you. He didn’t leave me heartbroken. He left me destroyed. To a point where I didn’t recognize myself. I’ll say it again : D.E.S.T.R.O.Y.E.D. That’s what happens when you give so much and receive so little in return. My friends had to pick up the pieces and didn’t know what to do with them. Neither did I. I went back to whoring for a short time but this time, it got dark, y’all. I fucked the wrong people. I put myself in the wrong situations. I took the wrong drugs. I kept on wrecking what was left of me.

LIFE IMITATES ART, ART IMITATES OTHER ART, ART IS ART, LIFE GOES WITH WITH FLOW.

For the following two years, all of that cured me of love and sex. I didn’t/couldn’t want either. I focused on my work.

I started writing and directing short films that talked about love between two men (a musical fantasy), how one can destroy oneself by not accepting who one is (a one-shot suicidal fantasy) and finally, a 16-minute movie about trying to figure out your place in the Queer world (my masterpiece, easy to say, right?).

In retrospect, what I couldn’t do in real life anymore (exploring and answering questions), I did it in fiction. In Faggot (and Other Semantics),there are themes of homophobia, internalized homophobia, clichés, dating apps, sex, violence and identity. I’m not saying it’s the greatest movie of all time, but it’s good. That’s why it’s so heartbreaking that I still haven’t finished it.

I used the excuse that I didn’t have enough money. Well, no I have some money put aside thanks to my friends. I though to myself that I was just lazy but fuck, I proved to myself this past month I wasn’t. So, I’m scared to finish it. Not just having to move on artistically (though it is a big part of the fear) but also, It’s kind of the end of a journey. Well, a big chapter anyway. The movie was made when I was the most wrecked version of myself. I touched subjects that are so personal to me and felt like I finally got some answers out of my questions. Finally…well, I don’t know. I went back to thinking I’m a lazy cunt.

Since then (two years), I did something every Queer person should do : I’ve explored our History. I started making research for Faggot back in 2016. I bought a couple of books, mainly ���Faggots” written by Larry Kramer and “Le Rose et Le Noir” written by Frédéric Martel. The truth is, we don’t know our History. How can we ? History tried to erase us time and time again. And when real tragedy stroke, people who couldn’t have shared this History were let to die. Unlike all of the other communities, Queer people are not born into a Queer environment. Humans from all races and backgrounds are raised and can receive heritage from their peers. Some of that heritage are in books you get to read in school. What History book talks about Stonewall ? None. We, as Queer people, are cursed with the task of reinventing ourselves generation after generation. Is it so surprising then that we keep on losing ourselves along the way, trying to figure out our identity ? I had to go and search for information, nothing was giving to me openly. I’m so glad I did.

Learning our past taught me so much about how to live my present. That’s why I started to write these articles this June. I wanted to give my fellow Queers a metaphorical anchor to throw into this ocean we call Life so that they can take a closer look at the world that came before, the one that is being built right now and perhaps, what’s to come. It’s a small gift. The best I can do with my restricted reach but here we are.

Today, I told you about my own story. I came back to it with all that baggage from years of research into my Queer Heritage. I see things a bit more clearly now. In the hopes that maybe, if you deem it necessary, you will be able to do the same.

I’m signing off. Yours Truly,

The Queer King.

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The Funny Thing About Rachel Brosnahan

There’s a moment in the second season of The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel when the title character, a 1950s housewife turned up-and-coming stand-up comic, has to work a new type of room. Until now, she’s peddled her jokes mostly to pals at parties and small crowds at the cramped Gaslight Cafe—manageable groups, filled with friendly and slightly drunk faces. This time, though, she’s up against her biggest audience yet—an awareness that hit Rachel Brosnahan, who embodies Miriam “Midge” Maisel with an almost eerie precision, like a particularly sharp punch line. “As I got up onstage to perform that scene,” she says, “I realized that it was also bigger than anything that I was used to. And then I had the realization that it’s only going to get bigger and bigger—and more and more horrifying.”

Brosnahan is laughing when she tells this story, but she’s at least slightly serious about how scary it is for her to do comedy—even now. That’s because, as she’ll tell you herself, Brosnahan is emphatically not a comedian. She is, however, an actress—old-school, Method-trained, perhaps just the teensiest bit Type A. As a kid, she spent hours crafting a PowerPoint presentation in hopes of persuading her parents to let her get a dog. And as a 28-year-old, she channels that same energy into research. While preparing to play the title character in Amy Sherman-Palladino’s criminally charming comedy, Brosnahan didn’t just immerse herself in the work of Joan Rivers and Phyllis Diller and Jean Carroll and Carol Burnett. She also made a habit of attending open mikes, so-called “bringer” shows, where wannabe comics must deliver a certain number of spectators if they want to secure a spot onstage.

Brosnahan didn’t get that dog until right before she went to college, but the care she took for Mrs. Maisel paid off immediately. The series, which Amazon has already renewed through its third season, is delightful, a candy-colored screwball throwback that easily stands out among television’s dour biggest hits (Hulu’s The Handmaid’s Tale, HBO’s Westworld, FX’s dearly departed The Americans). Season One debuted last November 29; less than two weeks later, the series earned two Golden Globe nominations, for best comedy and for Brosnahan’s performance. It won both. At the Emmys, it will compete with 14 nominations, including outstanding comedy series and Brosnahan for outstanding lead actress in a comedy series.

Photograph by Erik Madigan Heck. For additional information, visit vf.com/credits.

All that, and Brosnahan still hasn’t performed stand-up outside the confines of a soundstage. “I think that would prevent me from ever being able to do this job,” she says. “I’d be so traumatized.” Instead, when she goes to comedy shows, she dedicates herself to being the world’s most supportive spectator. “Having even had a taste of what it’s like,” says Brosnahan, “I am the one laughing the loudest at everybody’s jokes in the back, because I want them to feel seen and heard and encouraged.”

That’s true even when the comedians are practiced and the environs are significantly slicker. Case in point: this breezy June night, when she’s taking a break from Mrs. Maisel’s corsets and tongue-tripping monologues to catch a show at Caveat, a surprisingly roomy basement venue on Manhattan’s Lower East Side. Once, Midge Maisel may have visited this neighborhood to hunt for Judaica and discounted leather goods; now it’s a yuppie paradise where Russ & Daughters will add a schmear of goat’s-milk cream cheese to your everything bagel for just $4. In her jeans, leather jacket, and subtly chic gold-framed glasses—a far cry from Midge’s nipped waists and full, rustling skirts—Brosnahan fits right in.

“I’m late to every party. But when I arrive, I arrive.”

When comedians Dave Mizzoni and Matt Rogers take the stage, Brosnahan is the first person in the crowd to jump to her feet. (She’s not just being nice; the three of them went to N.Y.U. together, and other friends are in the audience tonight as well.) She laughs gamely and generously as the evening unfolds, even on the occasions when Mizzoni’s and Rogers’s very targeted references—the name of this program is “The Gayme Show,” and its tagline is “Exactly what you think”—whiz right past her.

Spending 16 hours a day surrounded by Eisenhower-era culture doesn’t leave a person much time to study the complete works of Frankie Grande (Ariana’s brother) or prolific YouTuber and Taylor Swift bestie Todrick Hall—or even to keep up with old co-workers. At one point, an extended riff on the new Ryan Murphy drama, Pose, ends with a pointed crack about series regular Kate Mara. Until she hears the joke, Brosnahan has no idea that Mara—who, like her, was a regular on House of Cards—is appearing on Pose or that Pose has already premiered.

“I don’t have a TV,” she says with a sigh. “I am living in 1957.”

If she woke up one morning and decided to become an expert on the life and times of pop-star-adjacent Instagram stars, though, there’s no question Brosnahan would excel. She may not be as brash as Midge Maisel, who memorably finishes her first impromptu stand-up performance by exposing herself to a crowd of roaring Beatniks, but she’s nearly as self-assured, and every bit as capable. She’s subverted expectations on bigger stages than this one, after all.

“I’m late to every party,” Brosnahan says by way of apology to Mara. “But when I arrive, I arrive.”

Before she read the Mrs. Maisel script, Brosnahan was planning to turn away from TV and toward theater and film. After, there was no question that Midge had to be hers.

Photograph by Erik Madigan Heck.

Objectively speaking, Brosnahan is being modest. She certainly didn’t arrive late to Hollywood: even before graduating from N.Y.U., in 2012, she was steadily booking bit parts on Gossip Girl, The Good Wife, and In Treatment. The roles were small but professional all the same, as essential to a budding acting career as a one a.m. open-mike slot is to a would-be Sarah Silverman.

“I’ve played Eating Disorder Girl, Girl, Call Girl—many types of girl,” she says, laughing. “That’s my type, all types of girl.” It’s a few hours before “The Gayme Show,” and Brosnahan is picking at a giant slice of carrot cake. Crowds of pastrami-seeking tourists have foiled our original plan to visit Katz’s Delicatessen; instead, we’ve settled into a squishy booth at the self-consciously retro Remedy Diner, a dead ringer for the vintage greasy spoons where Midge Maisel and her curmudgeonly manager, Susie (Alex Borstein), talk set lists over coffee and French fries.

Simple as these starter characters were, Brosnahan was savvy enough to see their value. Being last on the call sheet allowed her to listen, and observe, and take risks in a low-stakes environment before returning to the safe space of N.Y.U.’s Lee Strasberg Theatre & Film Institute—where she could “ask questions, and study, and try to get better. And then try it again.”

As her undergraduate career wound to a close, Brosnahan’s persistence led her to the ultimate “girl” role: a throwaway part in the first two episodes of a new political drama called House of Cards, that of a nameless prostitute. Her handful of lines included uninspiring utterances like “Excuse me” and “I mean, I’m kinky, but I don’t know if I’m the girl you’re looking for.”

Former show-runner Beau Willimon saw potential in Brosnahan’s raw, arresting performance and her immediate chemistry with actor Michael Kelly, who plays pathologically loyal future White House chief of staff Doug Stamper. Soon, he expanded Call Girl into a proper part, one that had an arc and a backstory and a name. One that would, a few years later, earn Brosnahan an Emmy nomination for outstanding guest actress in a drama. Kelly, who received his first Emmy nomination the same year, credits her work with elevating his own.

“I was sitting at the lunch table when Beau said, ‘I think we got to give you a name,’” Kelly recalls.

The one Willimon settled on, funny enough, was “Rachel,” which inspired some mild protest from Brosnahan: “I was like, What?! Why?! That’s so fucked up!”

“Rachel was not afraid to not fall apart. She was not afraid to be angry and to stay tough.”

It was, as was Rachel the character’s sorry existence, which began when she was caught beside a drunk-driving congressman and ended, two seasons later, in a shallow grave somewhere in the New Mexico desert. (No wonder Amy Sherman-Palladino likes to classify Brosnahan’s pre–Mrs. Maisel parts as “the girl that someone’s tied up and thrown in the back of a van.”)

But House of Cards also offered another education for Brosnahan—taught her the ins and outs of having a significant part on a prestige series at the dawn of the peak-TV era—and gave her an outlet to display the dark side of her sense of humor, if only among her peers when the cameras weren’t rolling. She and Kelly, her most frequent scene partner, grew close enough that even filming her final moments ended up being a blast; scroll back far enough on her Instagram, and you’ll find a sweet snapshot of the two of them contentedly spooning in the dusty hole that will eventually house Call Girl Rachel’s lifeless body.

Then there’s the matter of Fake Rachel’s dead-eyed head, a silicone model designed solely to be buried. “On my phone somewhere, there are some pictures of Michael and Beau and I making out with Rachel’s head,” Brosnahan says, sounding simultaneously sheepish and proud. “It’s really—it’s dark.”

Though she couldn’t have known it at the time, this was also decent practice for Mrs. Maisel—whose surface whimsy conceals more than a hint of bleakness. The series begins at the end of an era for Midge Maisel—née Weissman—who has spent the entirety of her young life meticulously ticking every box on a very strict, self-imposed rubric for feminine success. She’s a Bryn Mawr graduate with an alabaster complexion and a 25-inch waist; she’s given her husband, the feckless but amiable Joel (Michael Zegen), two children, a boy and a girl. She’s secured the community’s most prominent rabbi as a guest for her upcoming Yom Kippur break-fast. If there were any justice, Midge would spend the rest of her days tending to her picture-perfect family, indulgently accompanying Joel on his jaunts to Greenwich Village comedy clubs until the two of them got old and gray and ditched Manhattan for Longboat Key.

And then Joel delivers his sucker punch. “I just don’t want this life, this whole Upper West Side, classic six, best seats in temple,” he tells Midge, after an embarrassing attempt at delivering his own jokes at the Gaslight. Oh, and he’s also been sleeping with his secretary, a skinny shiksa named Penny Pann. Sherman-Palladino and her husband and collaborator, Dan Palladino, asked every actress they considered for Midge to read three scenes in their audition, including the big breakup.

“Most of the actresses, great actresses, came in and broke down—fell apart, as sometimes you will when somebody walks out on your life,” Sherman-Palladino says. “And Rachel was not afraid to not fall apart. She was not afraid to be angry and to stay tough. Because the thing about that scene is it was not there to show her vulnerability. That scene was there to show that pain brought out the comic’s voice.”

Brosnahan in The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel.

Photograph by Nicole Rivelli/©Amazon/Courtesy of Everett Collection.

Photograph by Sarah Shatz/©Amazon/Courtesy of Everett Collection.

Sure enough, shortly after Joel up and leaves—packing his things in Midge’s suitcase, a final insult to injury—Midge ends up back at the Gaslight, sloshed on kosher wine, and wanders onto the stage. Before she knows it, she’s telling a roomful of strangers every sordid detail of her wrecked marriage, but sculpting the story so it sounds amusing rather than pathetic. She heckles one dim-witted audience member; she interrupts her stream of consciousness to talk real estate with another. In the midst of explaining why she made a perfect wife, she announces that there’s no truth to “all that shit they say about Jewish girls in the bedroom᠁ There are French whores standing around the Marais district saying, ‘Did you hear what Midge did to Joel’s balls the other night?’ ” She doesn’t stop until the police show up to book her for public indecency and performing without a cabaret license, and even they can’t keep her from landing one last zinger as she gestures toward her exposed breasts: “You think Bob Newhart’s got a set of these at home? Rickles, maybe!”

The performance is spontaneous and exhilarating and very, very funny, everything that Joel isn’t—and from the moment she grabs the mike, it’s clear that both Midge and the actress playing her are going to be big, bright shining stars.

Sherman-Palladino, still best known as the creator of the fast-talking, culturally omnivorous Gilmore Girls, has no shortage of colorful descriptors for her newest muse. In her eyes, Brosnahan is simply not human: “She’s a space alien, or she’s some sort of magical creature, or—I believe I’ve described her before as a Tolkien character. She’s just, she’s just kind of not of this earth.” Then again, Brosnahan’s appeal as a performer may be even more elemental. “She’s a very smart girl, and she understands things—which is 90 percent of the job.”

Born in Milwaukee and raised in the Chicago suburb of Highland Park, Brosnahan was a shy and serious kid who spent much of her time immersed in fantasy—Harry Potter, Roald Dahl, the kiddie adventure novels of Enid Blyton. During the summers, which she spent with her mother’s family in England, she’d work her way through an entire carry-on bag filled with books before replacing them all with new volumes for the trip home.

Her family, she says, tends more toward the athletic than the arty. (They obviously have a creative side as well; one of her father’s sisters was the designer Kate Spade, who died in June.) Brosnahan herself is a snowboarder as well as a former high-school wrestler—a fact that greatly amused Sherman-Palladino—but also fell for acting at an early age: “Something about the transformational process just felt magical, like a lot of those books.”

It’s easy to picture Brosnahan as a thoughtful little bookworm, a Hermione Granger type with a slightly morbid edge. Even now, she speaks with the careful deliberation of someone who values and understands the weight of words; her diction is flawless, with crisply pronounced consonants and no trace of a midwestern twang. “You work with her on set, and then off set you’ll kind of chat with her—and then you’re occasionally reminded that she’s 28 years old,” says Dan Palladino. Sherman-Palladino had a rude awakening along those lines when she told Brosnahan that she resembled a more smiley Tracy Flick: “She’s like, ‘Who’s that?’ I’m like, ‘Election?’ She goes, ‘What?’ And I’m 100. I’ve officially—I just turned 100.”

“I’ve played Eating Disorder Girl, Girl, Call Girl—many types of girl,” Brosnahan says of her early roles.

Photograph by Erik Madigan Heck.

So perhaps it comes as no surprise that Brosnahan wasn’t the most obvious choice to play Midge, a gregarious macher who speaks as quickly as, well, a woman dreamed up by Amy Sherman-Palladino. David Oyelowo, who played Othello to Brosnahan’s Desdemona in New York Theatre Workshop’s 2016 production, said in an e-mail that his co-star was worried about Mrs. Maisel initially because she didn’t consider herself to be funny. (“She is of course saying this while we’re taking silly selfies backstage just before I had to go onstage and murder her,” he added.) Brosnahan isn’t even Jewish—though Highland Park itself was Jewish enough, she says, that she’s been to “hundreds of Bar Mitzvahs, Bat Mitzvahs. I could maybe Bat Mitzvah you.”

Going into her Mrs. Maisel audition, though, Brosnahan had two things working in her favor. The first was that she’d recently finished playing a Jewish wife and mother with a well-to-do background and an enviable wardrobe on the little-watched but very good WGN America drama Manhattan, set within the desert compound where American scientists raced to design and build the first atomic bomb. Sam Shaw, that show’s creator, remembers that Brosnahan originally wanted to play the role of physicist Helen Prins. She worried that Abby Isaacs, the part she ended up getting, “would become Wife No. 3, like signing on for seven years of making crudités or something,” he says. But while Abby was not the show’s lead, she wasn’t a background character, either. The part gave Brosnahan an opportunity to imbue a woman of a bygone era with real depth, and to learn how to navigate restrictive, period-appropriate shapewear. (“I have learned so much about undergarments,” she says, deadpan. “And I truly don’t understand how anybody survived the 50s.”)

The second thing working in Brosnahan’s favor was that she wanted the part of Midge Maisel. Like, really wanted it, maybe more than anything since her parents got her that dog. Before she read the Mrs. Maisel script, Brosnahan was planning to turn away from TV and toward theater and film. After, there was no question that Midge had to be hers. She’s the kind of character, Brosnahan says, that “I often don’t see represented on television—somebody who is unapologetically confident, who has an innate sense of self-empowerment, who isn’t afraid to pat herself on the back for accomplishing goals. And who’s unapologetically ambitious.” While Midge is charming and lovable, she’s also superficial and flighty and a breathtakingly terrible mother who measures her baby’s forehead when she’s worried it’s getting too big; a flawed, recognizably human person, rather than a plucky proto-feminist who conforms precisely to 21st-century ideals.

That’s catnip for a determined young actress—and for a viewing audience beaten down by a news cycle of ever mounting tragedy and violence, not to mention a TV landscape dominated by dreariness. Even the comedies sharing Emmy space with Mrs. Maisel (Atlanta, Barry) are as likely to punch viewers in the gut as they are to make them laugh. “It’s a pretty shit time to be alive, and this show’s like a little ant moving a rubber-tree plant,” says Alex Borstein, who plays Susie, the wannabe agent who persuades Midge to pursue showbiz in a serious way. “You want to see these two people succeed. It’s a breath of fresh air.”

That was especially true in November, when the series debuted its full first season just as the #MeToo movement was reaching its zenith. It was a moment when every Twitter refresh seemed to expose a new, horrifying story of sexual misconduct. And then came Mrs. Maisel, a burst of cleansing light—colorful, fast-paced, sunny as an old-fashioned musical, but without anyone breaking into song. Ironically, it’s one of the only female-oriented shows that was green-lighted by former Amazon Studios head Roy Price before he resigned last October, after being accused of sexual harassment himself. (Price has not commented on the allegations.) Though there’s some darkness at its core, Mrs. Maisel is, above all, the jubilant story of a talented woman who works hard, triumphing over the odds and her mediocre loser of a husband. It is, as Brosnahan points out, partly a fantasy. But what a fantasy.

Though there’s some darkness at its core, Mrs. Maisel is, above all, the jubilant story of a talented woman who works hard, triumphing over the odds.

Photograph by Erik Madigan Heck.

It’s impossible to know to what extent Mrs. Maisel’s exultant reception has been affected by fortuitous timing. Brosnahan grows more thoughtful than usual when asked whether she believes it was, noting that the show’s story would be inspiring no matter the surrounding context. But possibly, she continues, Mrs. Maisel had an even greater impact because it debuted at a time when “we’re talking about women finding voices they didn’t know they had,” and—her words coming faster now, and more emphatically—“young people finding voices they didn’t know they had. This is a theme of the moment.”

Brosnahan has given a lot of thought to The Moment and, more specifically, to its momentum—how her industry, and all industries, can parlay this surge of righteous anger into lasting change. Though she’s never been a particularly active social-media user, she’s backed away from Twitter, she says, “because it just feels like we’re all shouting into a vacuum, and I’m trying to focus more on taking those active statements out of Twitter and into the real world.”

As her star rises, Brosnahan has also found herself being more careful about the things she posts online—for practical reasons, as well as the understandable desire to keep her private life private. “As somebody who’s always felt like a pretty open book, I find myself being very protective of whatever the elusive real me is,” she says. Famous performers sometimes become celebrities first and actors second, a fate that would have robbed Brosnahan of her prized ability to disappear fully into a role. (That said, she does have a very cute Instagram largely devoted to her dogs: a Shiba Inu named Winston and a pit bull named Nikki.)

Brosnahan doesn’t just hope to keep her on-screen options open. She’d love to do another play in the near-ish future, to produce, to direct. She wants to see and make more stories that focus on the nuances of female friendship, like one of her current favorite shows, Issa Rae’s Insecure. She’s already developing a pilot with a couple of friends, one that focuses on young people in politics. Brosnahan doesn’t plan to star in the show, but perhaps it’ll be a stepping-stone to the next phase in her career—just as those “girl” parts led to House of Cards led to Manhattan led to Mrs. Maisel.

As of now, Brosnahan’s success hasn’t had a hugely measurable impact on her day-to-day life. She can walk her dogs in broad daylight without being swarmed; she can laugh at a comedian’s joke about Oprah without anyone around her recognizing that she actually knows Oprah. (Or at least said hello to Oprah from the stage after winning a Golden Globe.) The biggest shift, she says, is that people finally know how to pronounce “Brosnahan.” But if she keeps climbing the way Mrs. Maisel’s heroine certainly will, all this could change as well.

Remember, she admires Midge for being unapologetically ambitious. And when asked if she’d describe herself the same way, Brosnahan doesn’t hesitate: “Absolutely. Yeah. Yeah!” Then, after a brief, perfectly timed beat, the TV comedian turns to the magazine reporter and nails another punch line: “How about you?”

Clothing by Valentino; boots by Andreas Kronthaler for Vivienne Westwood. Throughout: hair products by Bumble and Bumble; makeup by Chanel; nail enamel by Zoya.

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Full ScreenPhotos: Marvelous Mrs. Maisel Creator Amy Sherman-Palladino and Her Many Hats

January 7, 2018

Hats off to the Sherman-Palladinos, husband-and-wife writing team.

Photo: By Kevork Djansezian/NBC/Getty Images.

January 10, 2013

A top hat in her Bunheads days.

Photo: By Frederick M. Brown/Getty Images.

March 19, 2012

With Sutton Foster on the red carpet for Bunheads (hence the angelic blue bow, we assume).

Photo: By Heidi Gutman/Getty Images.

November 13, 2017

The higher the top hat, the closer to god.

Photo: By Steve Zak Photography/Getty Images.

November 09, 2017

And still squarely in Dickens’s world.

Photo: By John Stillwell/PA Images/Getty Images.

April 21, 2003

A rare sun hat in her Gilmore Girls days.

Photo: By Mathew Imaging/Getty Images.

May 24, 2017

And an even more rare tan hat on the set of Marvelous Mrs. Maisel.

Photo: By Bobby Bank/Getty Images.

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January 7, 2018

Hats off to the Sherman-Palladinos, husband-and-wife writing team.

By Kevork Djansezian/NBC/Getty Images.

January 10, 2013

A top hat in her Bunheads days.

By Frederick M. Brown/Getty Images.

March 19, 2012

With Sutton Foster on the red carpet for Bunheads (hence the angelic blue bow, we assume).

By Heidi Gutman/Getty Images.

November 13, 2017

The higher the top hat, the closer to god.

By Steve Zak Photography/Getty Images.

November 18, 2016

On the Netflix red carpet for Gilmore Girls: A Year in the Life. Recall the fantastical dance number in the last episode of that season, where top hats had an important role.

By Alberto E. Rodriguez/Getty Images.

October 29, 2016

Moving into Dickens territory here.

By Emma McIntyre/Getty Images.

November 09, 2017

And still squarely in Dickens’s world.

By John Stillwell/PA Images/Getty Images.

April 21, 2003

A rare sun hat in her Gilmore Girls days.

By Mathew Imaging/Getty Images.

May 24, 2017

And an even more rare tan hat on the set of Marvelous Mrs. Maisel.

By Bobby Bank/Getty Images.

Source: https://www.vanityfair.com/hollywood/2018/08/rachel-brosnahan-cover-story

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Super Mario Run for iOS updated with new characters

Following its launch on Android these days, Nintendo has additionally up to date Terrific Mario Run on iOS. The replace provides a host of latest capabilities and worm fixes and brings the app to model 2.zero. The update comes months after the app’s initial launch.

Headlining the replace are new playable characters. Nintendo says the replace provides specific color versions of Yoshi. If you play with a sure shade of Yoshi during Toad Rally, you could unlock more toads of that shade.

Moreover, the update makes extra of the sport to be had without spending a dime

. Nintendo says that by using finishing certainly one of Bowser’s demanding situations, you may free up the formerly locked courses 1-4 and war with Bowser. Moreover, Nintendo says that If you “clear course 1-4,” you’ll get new guides to play in Toad Rally.

There are a bunch of different new features and changes within the replace. The update lays basis fro “new buildings that will be introduced in an upcoming event,” in addition to wider support for Easy Mode, Rally Tickets, and much extra.

Great Mario Run is to be had for free at the App Store, though a $10 in-app buy unlocks all of the stages.

Super Mario For Brown People

As a brown youngster, it became tough to discover media wherein I felt like I may want to relate. As I get older, it’s become barely simpler to come to terms with this; but it’s very much a persevering with conflict.

In video games, this has usually been a chunk difficult. One of the video

Games that captured my creativeness (as it did most of the people) changed into Fantastic Mario three for the NES. I take into account that the game excited me however additionally kinda scared me (Why became the solar so irritated at me?). Its style made sense to my toddler mind, however, more importantly, did not exclude me as an Asian youngster. I agree with that is due to matters. First of all, the limited snapshots of pixels meant that it changed into hard to seize pores and skin hues so most characters have been generically white.

At the same time as this has some apparent implications (Eurocentric), it absolutely meant that pores and skin shade changed into reduced to 3 pixels. Mario was white and European, did it rely upon? No. was he without a doubt Italian? I bet he turned into. But the point is this wasn’t genuinely a representation of the struggles of an Italian plumber. This was amusing. There has been a target to get to, and you simply had to do it to the returned drop of a few fantastical portraits. Mario and Luigi were such bloated stereotypes it becomes difficult to take them severely. Once I played as Mario, I was Mario.

Secondly, as a Jap sport

(which I did not virtually consider at the time) all the referents in which alien within the west. It wasn’t pretty a “white” world because culturally speak all of the referents had been no longer there inside the West. Tanooki fits? Goombas? It supposed not anything to us, it just regarded super and supposed as a brown kid I did not experience excluded. In reality, I felt very plenty a part of this myth global and was glad to spend hours scouring it for secrets (and nevertheless do!).

it’s clearly the final irony of video games that as snapshots in games at the moment are greater “sensible” they become reproducing actual global discriminations. I am manner much more likely to stumble upon stereotypes of brown human beings in video games in complete HD than I ever became as an infant (not to mention there have been none within the pixel length). that is a real shame, and that I experience that as games try to seize the “Hollywood” movie sense (for larger returns) it’s going to truly reproduction the equal problematic issues that the cinema has been criticized for.

Shifting From IOS Background to Android App Development

The entry of clever phones in our lives has made us lean completely closer to generation. Mobile phones have now grown to be a need in particular because of the brand new and thrilling apps and addictive video games which are being launched ordinary at the app store. Such Cell app improvement takes place on diverse systems like Android, Windows, and iOS and there brings about several functions which constantly makes us keep on with our Cell monitors.

Numerous Cell app development organizations are gaining significance with the drastic growth in the wide variety of apps and games being released on app keep. There may be a growing call for of latest ideas for apps through numerous businesses. The rage is such that even iOS developers are moving themselves to grow apps on Android platform. But, the main hassle they face is the proper execution of apps in Android app improvement. So, right here we are with a few records for iOS turned Android app developers. Hope it turns out to be useful.

Android app improvement and iOS are pretty similar

The developers moving from iOS app development to Android app improvement have a false impression that they could go through the process of mastering a whole new language all collectively. However, that isn’t always the truth, because you already have those growing abilities found in you. Additionally, being an iOS developer, you need to be quite privy to Objective-C or Swift.

At the same time as programming with Android, we use the concept of Object Orientated Programming and Java as the base that’s much like Goal-C and Swift. The concept of Delegates, overriding techniques and subclasses are also used in iOS and therefore Android app development turns into clean for the iOS developer. Nearly all the principles and logics being used in each system are same, it’s simply that during Android app development, Java language is used. consequently, the developer has to get nicely versed with Java key phrases as he can be the usage of key phrases like override, implements, extends, and so forth., and not the ones utilized in iOS.

Android Studio and X code- Usage Distinction

Many times it is quite traumatic to use the Xcode IDE However now there are some primary enhancements made it in over a previous couple of years. In Android app improvement through Android studio, a number of the Xcode capabilities can also be implemented.

The usual coding exercise for overriding strategies, subclasses, import statements, etc., utilized in iOS improvement is reduced to a first-rate volume via Android Studio by using Java keywords. Despite the fact that both Xcode and Android Studio paintings pretty, in addition, there are nonetheless some variations inside the UI code written in both the IDEs. Where on one hand Android makes use of separate XML documents, however, Xcode makes use of storyboards and nibs.

Sitcom Characters Who Seek A Driver’s License

Every week away from faculty in late March had emerged as a ceremony of spring for both high school and university students. There have even been students as younger as fourth graders who’ve trekked to Florida however, luckily for society, it became a fictional quartet.

“Bart On The street” is the title of an episode of The Simpsons in which pals Milhouse, Martin and Nelson be a part of Bart on a getaway to the light Country.

They get as some distance as Knoxville, Tennessee before things move awry.

The maximum thrilling part of the plot is how Bart receives a vehicle in addition to a driver’s license. Because of “Take Your Child To Work” he spends the day with aunts Selma and Patty at the Springfield Department of Motor Cars. Bart manages to create his own fake I.D., rents an automobile and convinces his friends to move South for Spring Break.

Of all of the Tv characters who have attempted to gain a riding allow, Bart simply had the easiest time. Here are 9 different sitcom episodes wherein regular characters go through the manner to get a license.

Gidget

The title character (performed via Sally Field) desires a license to make flower deliveries in order that she can earn enough money to buy her father a brand new typewriter.

Aunt Bee within the Andy Griffith Display

The woman head of the Taylor household has become the oldest character to seek a license, terrifying the city of Mayberry inside the procedure.

Goober in Mayberry R.F.D

Homer Pyle’s cousin (played by George Lindsay) became a mechanic who already had a license, but he becomes entrusted to offer driving lessons to young adults till he backed into the Important’s new automobile.

Gomez Addams inside the Addams Circle of relatives

The pinnacle of the eerie and eccentric extended family seeks a duplicate of his favorite photograph, most effective to find out that the man who took it now works for the BMV. Gomez (played with the aid of John Astin) takes the motive force’s check most effective to get the photo that would be placed on the card.

  Originally posted 2016-08-28 04:41:18.