complimented a womans clear raincoat this morning and she said Well i feel like a sandwich

the other bennet sister goes hard actually, because never once did the show attempt to fundamentally change mary. instead, it allowed her to explore herself, providing as much room for regression as it did improvement, and it always did so with grace. mary is no smarter than your average girl, but she likes to pretend as such with all her books and pedantic remarks, because it's not like she can pretend to be beautiful instead. and yet, though it's a solid enough plan and her books are indeed things she enjoys, she is still pretending and she's only sadder for it, because all she ever had to be was her true self. growth only comes when she's provided genuine love and support from her peers, from people who find her quirks delightful, who don't equate her worth to her allegedly plain looks. she begins experimenting with fashion and the show doesn't give her a bombastic makeover. it keeps her glasses, it lets her wear the most garish thing ever and celebrates it completely, because she loves those colors and those fabrics and that's all that really matters. she makes friends, both female and male, something that is much too rare in period dramas. it's special to me that she rejects ryder, that she never fights over hayward with ann. mary is content to be a governess, but she still defends women who live to find a rich husband for themselves and their daughters, because she's painfully aware of the world they were born into and knows that even that isn't necessarily the easy way out. i don't mean to imply that this show is flawless, faaaar from it, but it manages to write a very powerful heroine using a trope that is usually cringy at best and harmful at worse. watching it felt like a breath of fresh air and for that it gets a hell yeah from me

do things you “grew out of”. jump in puddles, bake cookies with your mom, build something from legos, have a disney movie marathon, draw without any final product in mind, read a cringe-worthy YA novel, finger paint, sword fight and cast spells with sticks, chase after fireflies and butterflies, write dramatic diary entries, build pillow forts, sample multiple flavors of ice cream on the little spoons, roll down hills on sunny days, go sledding when there’s snow, never stop dreaming big.

They hate when you serve self-isolating, self-sabotaging, anxious daughter

unfortunately i can never hate on a "power of friendship" narrative no matter how corny because the thing is it's literally real

i'm like if someone who was incredibly clingy and obsessive was also incredibly avoidant and elusive