Other than MNIKSS, how come I rem Once in a Blue Mo(on) jazzbar in every kdrama fluff I saw, I am not delusional right?! And I am drawing blanks. Was it the usual suspects WUF, QSS again?! It is such a coincidence really watching this episode and being very overworked myself.
Is love and romance interchangeable?! This has been irking me because of this drama obsession. I have never given it a good pondering, from the back of my mind romance is under the umbrella of love, impulsive, less cognitive, and more strictly the je na sais quoi attraction between two human beings. I thought of switching the title to romance this episode because of all these murky feelings our characters are hit with, often unaware…that are not perhaps love.
In ShanDong Film And TV Group (山影/ShanYing for short) I trust. Based in Jinan/济南, famous of its springs, DaMing Lake and Tai Mountain, the phrases 地靈人傑, 济南名士多 pop up right away from Chinese Lit. 101, it is hammered into my psyche the geomancy of the city gives birth to the best of minds as the ancient belief goes and this company is proving to have the brain, heart and dedication to bring us nothing but quality.
Half our screens are filled with scarier fiery explosions with each front line confrontation as the war escalates. This is hard to watch. Hard is an understatement.
‘TIS LOVE! ! ! ! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Eric, YooMi and Sung Joon are emoting and my kdrama world is well again. If I can, I will quantify every nuance they make me flip a heartbeat into droplets of condensed rainbow colored fairy dusts. I need to savor every one of them. HMMMMTASTY!!!
I tried to be PG with this post, but gave up trying over some coffee he is having a few minutes in. Prudes, BE WARNED. I mean look ↓. Gutter is a very happy and crowded place where I (and a lot of you, be honest) belong.
Still life and Landscapes witness the wax and wane of days. We fish for poetry and meaning as we are hanging on a thread, a red one, or the one on a kite. The leaves on the bonsai are the same shade of jade green on a sturdier trunk. A plane in the sky speeding by and gone like the clouds gathering and dispersing with the sun peeking through…is where their hearts belong. The same sky, the same clouds, the same field of tall grasses…are never exactly the same. A moving speech as the sun is setting, soldiers in the trenches surviving another day which could be the prelude to a dusk of darkest hour.
Love is an irrational thing. I am aware this is not perfect watching, not worthy of much dissection, but I love it, watching through my rosy lens, I see no flaws.
I can stare at this gorgeous poster the entire day/week/till Sept 12 for the SP, happy and grinning. Miki looks so pretty, her Kotoko is maturing into a young lady/wifey her hubby Irie is now holding her tightly in a backhug for fear she would be stolen from him! Beware, our IQ200 EQ still hovering around zero alien manboy!
We can always trust the lovely fandom to drop us a hundred life ruining gifs: