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In this lighting, don’t they kind of look like transvestites? No offense to all the lovely shemales out there.
I quite like how Juliette is all huffing with nerves and jitters. My supposition is this: like many of us have done before a big event where the ex or the new girlfriend or whoever might be: we spackle on the makeup, hike up the skirt and fluff up the hair. It’s all done so the person can see what they’re missing but inevitably we always end up looking like a dayshift hooker (trademark: MK at Dlisted). She also makes this hilarious face as she’s trying to coach her facial muscles into a smile for Rayna:
And here where I suddenly think that maybe Marshall isn’t the penile twat I’ve been thinking he is…
I mean, he’s still that but perhaps he’s a bit more savvy than I’ve given him credit for. He’s already counting the $$ that’s going to come in from selling this song and this performance.
OK, that body is delicious but really, that skirt is just too damn short. Especially with those streetwalker heels.
Not the greatest shot (except if you want to snark about that lippy and all that powder!) but I do love how her expression here shows just how vulnerable and how really, deep down, she wants Rayna’s approval. Meaning, she just wants her mother’s sober and sincere approval. Sigh. Poor Juliette.
For her part, I think Rayna may have changed her mind, a little bit about Juliette. Or at least, in this moment, all amped up on endorphins, she feels a little more connected to Juliette.
This was one helluva episode. Can’t wait for next week!
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