gay-legion:

♥ Julia 

nikki-freakin-fabulous:

Julia: Excuse me, aren’t you Marjorie Leigh Winnick, the current Miss Georgia World?
Marjorie: Why, yes I am.
Julia: I’m Julia Sugarbaker, Suzanne Sugarbaker’s sister. I couldn’t help over hearing part of your conversation.
Marjorie: Well, I’m sorry. I didn’t know anyone was here.
Julia: Yes, and I gather from your comments there are a couple of other things you don’t know, Marjorie.
For example, you probably didn’t know that Suzanne was the only contestant in Georgia pageant history to sweep every category except congeniality, and that is not something the women in my family aspire to anyway.
Or that when she walked down the runway in her swimsuit, five contestants quit on the spot.
Or that when she emerged from the isolation booth to answer the question, “What would you do to prevent war?” she spoke so eloquently of patriotism, battlefields and diamond tiaras, grown men wept.
And you probably didn’t know, Marjorie, that Suzanne was not just any Miss Georgia, she was THE Miss Georgia. She didn’t twirl just a baton, that baton was on fire. And when she threw that baton into the air, it flew higher, further, faster than any baton has ever flown before, hitting a transformer and showering the darkened arena with sparks! And when it finally did come down, Marjorie, my sister caught that baton, and 12,000 people jumped to their feet for sixteen and one-half minutes of uninterrupted thunderous ovation, as flames illuminated her tear-stained face!
And that, Marjorie — just so you will know — and your children will someday know —-is the night the lights went out in Georgia!
RIP Dixie Carter

nikki-freakin-fabulous:

Julia: Excuse me, aren’t you Marjorie Leigh Winnick, the current Miss Georgia World?

Marjorie: Why, yes I am.

Julia: I’m Julia Sugarbaker, Suzanne Sugarbaker’s sister. I couldn’t help over hearing part of your conversation.

Marjorie: Well, I’m sorry. I didn’t know anyone was here.

Julia: Yes, and I gather from your comments there are a couple of other things you don’t know, Marjorie.

For example, you probably didn’t know that Suzanne was the only contestant in Georgia pageant history to sweep every category except congeniality, and that is not something the women in my family aspire to anyway.

Or that when she walked down the runway in her swimsuit, five contestants quit on the spot.

Or that when she emerged from the isolation booth to answer the question, “What would you do to prevent war?” she spoke so eloquently of patriotism, battlefields and diamond tiaras, grown men wept.

And you probably didn’t know, Marjorie, that Suzanne was not just any Miss Georgia, she was THE Miss Georgia. She didn’t twirl just a baton, that baton was on fire. And when she threw that baton into the air, it flew higher, further, faster than any baton has ever flown before, hitting a transformer and showering the darkened arena with sparks! And when it finally did come down, Marjorie, my sister caught that baton, and 12,000 people jumped to their feet for sixteen and one-half minutes of uninterrupted thunderous ovation, as flames illuminated her tear-stained face!

And that, Marjorie — just so you will know — and your children will someday know —-is the night the lights went out in Georgia!

RIP Dixie Carter

riversdaughter:

legs. 

riversdaughter:

legs. 

justagirlsc:

I would stay home instead of going out just to watch Designing Women as a teenager. I admired Julia Sugarbaker. She was confident, stylish, educated, beautiful, and completely in your face. I always wanted to be Julia when I grew up. And I have to admit, I’ve had a few “terminator,” Julia…

I keep a list of people who touch my behind without permission. Some of them have died an unnatural and untimely death.
Julia Sugarbaker. (via ill—fly—likea—cannonball)
I love men, I love this one, but I cannot ignore history. History has shown that in general that it has been the men who have done the raping and the robbing and the killing and the war mongering and for the last 2000 years. It has been the men who have done the pillaging and the beheading the subjecting of whole races into slavery. It has been the men who have done the law making and the money making and most of the mischief making. So if the world isn’t quite what you had in mind, you have only yourselves to thank!
Julia Sugarbaker, Designing Women (2.22 Reservations for Eight)

80slove:

Designing Women 1986-1993

inwhatblanchedogyears:

Because I love her :’)

inwhatblanchedogyears:

Because I love her :’)

dontbesodroopy:

Awwww, Delta’s wedding. With Dixie as bridesmaid, pregnant Jean and Annie with big hair.

dontbesodroopy:

Awwww, Delta’s wedding. With Dixie as bridesmaid, pregnant Jean and Annie with big hair.

fuckyesanjelicahuston:

julianadineshively:

This dress makes me love America. If you are a Dixie fan or even a DW fan, you ought to know the story behind this scene.

Every Dixie fan should definitely know the story behind this scene.

fuckyesanjelicahuston:

julianadineshively:

This dress makes me love America. If you are a Dixie fan or even a DW fan, you ought to know the story behind this scene.

Every Dixie fan should definitely know the story behind this scene.

riversdaughter:

I’ve been keeping this picture to myself for a while, but I think it’s time to share :) 
Dixie Carter during her Cabaret Show

riversdaughter:

I’ve been keeping this picture to myself for a while, but I think it’s time to share :) 

Dixie Carter during her Cabaret Show

hageny:

My dearly beloved, Dixie Carter.

hageny:

My dearly beloved, Dixie Carter.

"A woman becomes a mother, she can’t help but see her mortality in that cherubic little face. Every time I looked at you, I saw my own death. You were a constant reminder of my worst fears."

Jessica Lange  -  The Seven Wonder | American Horror Story: Coven

Fleur Delacour, Harry noticed, was eyeing Bill with great interest over her mother’s shoulder. Harry could tell she had no objection whatsoever to long hair or earrings with fangs on them.

"The Third Task," Goblet of Fire

I love Fleur Delacour, okay? See the boy. Want the boy. GET THE BOY. KEEP THE BOY FOREVER AND DON’T CARE IF THE BOY GETS MAULED BY A WEREWOLF.
(via transfigurationprodigy)