ethereal love

now you can't tell me that having a birthday the next day after christmas is the worst birthday ever…..i think i might fight you for that answer, now I am true Capricorn for sure but tell your birthday and I'll see if it is better than having it on the 26th of December….oh yeah I almost forgot to introduce me self…hi me names jade and I used t' be in the second most iconic girl band called Little Mix and t' other part of me album comes out on Friday called Encore. || @industrystarters

I sort of agree it's one of the worst. Do you get Christmas gifts and then birthday ones or are they all mixed? Mine is April 16th, not too bad. And hi, Jade! Absolutely thrilled to meet you. Iconic is putting it lightly. Congrats for Encore! I'll be listening, mark my words. Honestly, you seem like someone who turns everything you touch into an event, so a post-Christmas birthday might even suit your energy.

Takes one familiar with crime and punishment to know one. It's pretty drastic, yeah. But, y'know, if the acting and the music don't work out, I could go to art school. I'm a great learner. For example: okay, pawns. And knights. Consider it learned. Now, how many of the pawns does the king need to stomp on for a checkmate? Thats ... a really cool answer. And I don't mean to come off, like, surprised! Just- it's something when someone kind of knows themselves. I feel like I'm re-meeting myself every six months. Does it make you mad when people come up with that perception of you, or do you sort of like the. Y'know. The illusion.

I won't lie, I'd pay good money to see you in a paint-splattered apron. And well done! It's rarely about stomping on pawns, more about knowing how to manoeuvre the pieces around them. Strategy over brute force, darling. I swear I feel like I re-discover little corners of me every few months too. It's like meeting someone you vaguely recognise but can't quite predict. I've learned to treat those perceptions of me like smoke. Sometimes it's maddening when people pin you down into something rigid, but mostly… I rather enjoy the illusion. There's a certain fun in letting people think they know you, while quietly having a whole other world under the surface.

it looks very pretty and i do love me a winter coat but the that crisp cold gets at you. plus, defrost your car is not the one. you don't need to convince of anything, i am fully aware of what a winter is like in the uk.

Definitely, I'm not here trying to romanticise frostbite. There's still something about it I can't quite hate. But don't worry, I'm not about to drag you on some inspirational arctic hike. We can fully acknowledge the misery and still appreciate that winter coats are the closest thing we get to armour in this country.

Now, I wouldn't go so far to say crimes were committed. Teeny, tiny misdemeanors, more like. And it's not even my fault: if I'd known a stick drawing of a pony would cause so much unrest ... things could be different today. Believe me, though; I'd throw myself in the line of that pony if you needed. Cool, that's more my speed. Any terms I need to know? I think I have the names of the pieces down. The king, the queen, the little guys, the horse. That's an interesting thing to know about yourself. I don't think I've surprised myself in a few years. What do you think is the biggest misconception people have about you, then? Besides not being a beast on the keys.

Tiny misdemeanors is exactly what someone says when they're absolutely guilty, but fine, I'll let you plead down the charges. I can only imagine what your fully fledged artistic visions must do to a room. No terms you need to memorise just yet. We'll take it at a glacial pace. Pawns, your “little guys”, move one or two squares to start, the horses are knights. I'm a surprisingly patient teacher. I suppose the biggest is that I'm far more delicate than I am, that I float through the world like some ethereal wisp who can't handle a stiff breeze. People tend to project this porcelain, soft-spoken thing onto me because of the roles or the look or whatever story they've made up in their heads. But there's a lot more bite, stubbornness, under the surface than most expect.

when it comes to style, i'd put my life on the line if it meant you would be on my team. you're so cool, i hope you realise that. couldn't be more thrilled with a new found friendship if i tried. i find the more people talk about their passions, the more interested i become. when it comes to you, it's more than clear that fashion isn't just an outlet to express yourself, but a way of life too. the freedom that comes along with it really isn't something you take for granted and i love how passionate you become when you talk about it. trusting other people with their visions is a good skill to have, but knowing to leave your own mark is important to. you have to feel like yourself in order to feel comfortable. you really think it suits me? thank you. whenever i find myself wearing something from that era of fashion, i feel so much like myself. maybe because i was born in the 2000's, my mind refuses to let it go. knowing we get to play with all the different patterns that come along with this time of the year is so exciting for me. can hardly wait until my fate is in your hands. with you by my side, how can anything go wrong?

You're going to have me blushing down to my bones if you keep talking like that. And the feeling's mutual. I'd happily be in your corner any day of the week. Shh, that's absurdly sweet. I'm just as thrilled about this friendship as you are. It's rare to meet someone whose energy just clicks with yours straight away but here we are, treating each other like we've known each other for years. I don’t take the freedom of it for granted for a single second. It's one of the few places in life where you can be utterly honest without saying a word, and I love that you pick up on that! Exactly right, you can borrow someone's imagination, let them dress you, guide you, shape the outline but if you're not in there carving your own initials into it it'll never truly feel like home. Absolutely, without a shadow of a doubt! You look glorious, and I don't really picture you with anything else in my mind. You'd look stunning, for sure, but the style that suits you… you see it straight away. I get it completely, the pull of something from your era, there's a comfort in it. Oh, don't worry, your fate is safe with me.

i know people would hit us right now with the whole 'time flies when you're having fun' thing. but good, we need to and then make sure it doesn't ever get to this long again in the future. that's great to hear. i can only imagine how much went into that and then add in where you had to go to film , too. coming home must have felt like the greatest thing in the world. i know it's been like an olympic sport for some people when it comes to dodging spoilers and stuff. it's funny since the main story has been out there forever thanks to the musical but there's some added bits that i know people all over social media are ready to spill and give their feelings about. it definitely has but i'm sort of on the other side of it now so trying to make up for things where i can. thank you for saying. getting me emotional here which has been the theme to this whole ride so you're getting me right back on track.

And they might be right! Look at how much fun we've had these last couple of years! You're right we need to make a pact and never let it stretch this long again. I can only imagine how disorienting it must've been hopping between worlds for so long, filming in those massive, consuming environments and then finally touching down at home. And I've seen the musical probably a thousand times, I know what's the story about but I wanna see you and Cynthia as Glinda and Elphaba for the first time and not clips around, I guess people can't not do it. And I've seen Jonathan's scarecrow already because people can't stay still, they have to post everything. I'm practically sidestepping the internet like it's booby‑trapped. And maybe I'm the one to blame here 'cause I haven't carved out some time to go watch. I can totally understand you about being on the other side of it now, finding your footing again, trying to make up for what you missed. If this whole ride's been one long, beautiful cry, then let me just hand you the tissues and sit beside you, right back on track, together.

i'd never blame the actual youngest since frankie's my favorite. but oh yeah, you know how it is having all those siblings and personalities. is a mix between brothers and sisters? he can though. trust me, the guy's got some thick skin. isn't that funny? and yet there's nothing for me. i'm starting to feel left out now.

Apologize to Frankie for me. I always forget that you have a little brother, but let's pretend I actually meant the younger brother in the band. Yes, and they're all much older than me, four from my dad's previous marriage, yet they still used to mess with me just the same. We can always find you a Daisy costume.

Yeah. Yeah! Waiting for my flowers, any day now! Look, I'm not competitive about a lot of things. But when it comes to an old-fashioned board game, I'm a freak. I'm a damn madman. The family holiday get-togethers had to get rid of the Pictionary set after what happened four years ago. Uh, I don't think I need a 'gambit', Anya. I'd just like to learn to play chess. Hey, really? Classic rock's dope. And a little unexpected from you. God help me, I'm becoming pretentious. We'll take it slow, blondie. Today, A. Tomorrow, A-sharp.

They'll be delivered at your doorstep pronto. Alright, noted. I'll keep my distance from you and any plastic hourglass timer, I don't fancy being collateral damage in whatever Pictionary war crime you committed four years ago. But I admit to be quite competitive, so let the games start. I won't actually throw you into the deep end with a gambit. If all you want is to learn the game, we'll start simple. There's far more of the unexpected in me than people assume. I'll pretend I'm familiar with the musician slang.

don’t hype me up like that, i’ll never recover. but you’re right — it’s literally the oldest trick in the book. pit the women against each other, shake the jar, watch the drama unfold. meanwhile you and i are over here like two golden retrievers who just want snacks and good conversations. and yes, the hailey/selena moment but make it latina coded? i can already see the think pieces. “isabela merced and anya taylor-joy: enemies to amigas?” imagine the disappointment in everyone's eyes when we show up holding iced coffees and giggling like we haven’t seen each other in five years. it would be delicious. and don’t play with me — you think talking about films nonstop would make me despise you? anya, please. that’s literally foreplay for my brain. i’d be right there with you, interrupting like “wait but have you seen—” and suddenly we’re three hours in and no one remembers what the original question was. and the spanish? oh, the spanish would send them into absolute chaos. “did she just call her cariño or did she insult her entire lineage?” half the room secretly googling phrases, the other half pretending they’re fluent.

Oh, you're impossible in the best way and you're absolutely right, it's the oldest trick in the book: toss two women into a room, give the public a nudge, and wait for everyone to start frothing at the mouth, meanwhile you and I are essentially golden retrievers. The thought of us walking into the room arms linked is so funny, and a part of me wishes we'd do that. Next party we're both invited, it's happening, mi amor. You know full well the mayhem that would erupt the moment one of us says "cariño," half the room convinced it's an insult and the other half smacking Google Translate. What can I say? I love driving people crazy, and there's no better way than doing it with someone who gets it. I'm glad to hear that it wouldn't make you despise me though you'd have to see to find out 'cause I'm ninety percent sure you would! But honestly you say three hours? I think about films for hours is how soul ties are formed.

two years?? oh god, i didn't even realize. i thought maybe a year at best. now it's even more unacceptable so i'm really hoping we change that very soon. that's so great to hear. you've been doing things for dune, right? or is that all wrapped? i've heard enough about people dodging spoilers since the love from people who have seen it already is definitely all out there. i hope you get to soon and that you love it. i'll be waiting patiently to hear. it's been crazy honestly but incredibly sad, too. it's all kind of hitting me now how this journey's over and it doesn't help that i got sick during the press tour so i've had to cancel some appearances. but mostly, i'm just really proud and filled with love.

Two years really does slip through your fingers. It's a bit terrifying how time just sprints past. Wildly unacceptable. We'll remedy that, no excuses this time. Dune is all wrapped on my end, thank god. It was incredible, of course, but you know how those worlds take over your entire life. I'm dodging them like my life depends on it. People have been far too enthusiastic online, which is lovely but also mildly perilous. I want to actually see the film before the internet hands it to me on a silver platter. I'm sorry the press tour knocked the wind out of you, and having to miss events must have stung, especially when it's tied to something that means so much to you. I hope you're letting yourself feel all of it without trying to neaten it up. And when the dust settles, I hope it leaves you with more gratitude than grief. You've done something extraordinary and you're allowed to sit with that for a while.

if you don't want to let it slide, that's okay. i mean it was nick's idea and he's tough. he can handle some guilt that i would totally encourage you send in his direction. he's completely committed to the toad bit, i promise. only the best kind of welcome to make up for nick's mistake before.

That's the most sibling-ish behavior I've ever seen, blaming it on the youngest. I'm the youngest of six so I know what I'm talking about here. Right, if he's as tough as you claim, I suppose he can survive a tiny bit of theatrically delivered blame. Funny that it's Nick's fault but Kevin is the one dressing up as Toad. I expect nothing less than full commitment from you all now.

Now, I have torn it up on the checkers playing field in my time! And how different can the two be, really? Your grace won't go unspoken of, Anya. Long may you reign. If we're exchanging skill sets, I'll teach you some tunes on the keyboard. What's your genre of choice?

Oh, a checkers champion, pardon me. I didn't realise I was in the presence of royalty. Alright, I'll give you that one. I have faith you can survive a chess match with me, or at least put up a good fight before I inevitably win. I'd adore exchanging skills, you give me a tune, I give you a gambit. I've got a wide range, but maybe classic rock! Though if you want to throw something unexpected at me, I'm game. Please, go easy on me. I bruise easily when I'm learning.