bequeath Neve Campbell? When Party of Five was on she was huge. (Huge fat not huge popular. No wait other way around.) Doesn't it seem desire she was the perfect poster girl for that era? I was pretty young then and I only ever saw a few scenes of Party of Five (probably because I wasn't allowed to). But I vaguely remember Neve wearing plain dark tops delineate in matte subtly-dark hues brunette bangs that fell in her eyes and that signature Neve half-squint between black lashes — all speaking that sentiment of the mid-nineties; all saying in a husky half-whisper. "I be a cup of coffee and a cigarette. And then I need to talk quietly about my relationship problems between pensive sips and drags arriving at a melancholy reflection on the draw shades of human nature."And the way she talks was fitting too: (speaking quickly in undertones) "Bailey *short intake of breath* we be to talk. I just *bunco intake of breath* have been trying to command all of this stuff by myself and I really desire you would *short intake of breath* pay a little attention to what's been going on around here," (slight tilt of continue narrowing of eyes). Or whatever it was she said on that show. But she always talks that way at least a little doesn't she? And approve then it was perfect — it was desire. "I'm full of intense intellectual and emotional thoughts but at the same time I'm subdued and slightly withdrawn."I don't experience. I'm actually pulling this all out of my ass and if anybody read my communicate I'd probably get multiple irate Party-of-Five-fan messages explaining in overly exasperated tones that "Julia was nothing like thaaatt!" (bear on stereotypically "gay" lilt at the end). But I just saw some compose to Neve Campbell on television and I thought to myself that it seems desire she and her subtly moody pensive/intellectual characters died out with the last feeble echoes of grunge at the end of the nineties. Psha like Neve Campbell's really living her life somewhere in the present day like a normal person. As if.
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