Read on Twitter
a thread where i pretend the seven husbands of evelyn hugo is on HBO and they casted Ana De Armas and Anya Taylor Joy as the leads
// spoilers for tshoeh ig
// spoilers for tshoeh ig
“There is no denying that she is a stunningly beautiful woman.
...
Evelyn’s face felt “inevitable. So exquisite, so nearly perfect, that when looking at her, you get the sense that her features, in that combination, in that ratio, were bound to happen sooner or later.”
chapter 2
...
Evelyn’s face felt “inevitable. So exquisite, so nearly perfect, that when looking at her, you get the sense that her features, in that combination, in that ratio, were bound to happen sooner or later.”
chapter 2
“It wasn’t until those evenings with Celia, the two of us sharing a pack of cigarettes and a bottle of wine for dinner, that I even started paying attention to the new stuff.”
chapter 16
chapter 16
“Cecelia Jamison. That’s my real name.”
“That’s a great name. Why did they change it?”
“I changed it.”
“Why?”
“Because it sounds like a girl who might live next door to you. And I’ve always wanted to be the kind of girl you feel lucky just to lay your eyes on.”
chapter 17
“That’s a great name. Why did they change it?”
“I changed it.”
“Why?”
“Because it sounds like a girl who might live next door to you. And I’ve always wanted to be the kind of girl you feel lucky just to lay your eyes on.”
chapter 17
“Wave to the crowd,” I said, smiling. “Like we’re the goddamn queens of England.”
Celia smiled brightly and did exactly as I did. We stood there, in black and green, redhead and blonde, one of us all ass and the other all tits, waving to the crowd as if we ruled them.”
chapter 18
Celia smiled brightly and did exactly as I did. We stood there, in black and green, redhead and blonde, one of us all ass and the other all tits, waving to the crowd as if we ruled them.”
chapter 18
“I also did not expect her to plunge herself under the surface and scream. Actresses are very dramatic.
When she popped back up, she was wet and disheveled, her hair in her face, her mascara running. And she did not want to talk to me.”
chapter 29
When she popped back up, she was wet and disheveled, her hair in her face, her mascara running. And she did not want to talk to me.”
chapter 29
“Celia put the cigarette to her lips and inhaled. She had a sour look on her face as she blew the smoke into the air. “So what do we do, then? We can’t sit here and do nothing. We can’t let them fight our fight for us.”
chapter 37
chapter 37
“My Dearest Celia,
I have called you many times in the past week, but you have not returned my calls. I’ll try again. Please, Celia. Please.
Love,
Evelyn”
chapter 53
I have called you many times in the past week, but you have not returned my calls. I’ll try again. Please, Celia. Please.
Love,
Evelyn”
chapter 53
“The love of my life was waiting, and I was going to go get her back.”
chapter 54
chapter 54
“I pulled my hand away, and just as I corrected myself, I saw a woman down the row from us stare at me. She looked to be in her midthirties, with a patrician face, small blue eyes, and perfectly applied crimson lipstick. Her lips turned down as she looked at me.”
chapter 26
chapter 26
