Corey laughed, getting off of me, but hanging on so I didn’t just fall on my head. I wriggled onto my back but ended up spilling onto the floor and tumbling until I was sitting up. I swept back the hair from my eyes, laughing. Corey hovered on his hands and knees, looking over the edge of the bed. “You okay?” “Fine.”--Thief
The Omo people sustain themselves with cattle and goats, all while wearing layers of necklaces, bracelets, and body paint. Their confidence and elaborate beauty rituals drew Drew’s fashion-trained eye.
Superman, Who? It's All Eyes on Lois Lane, er, Amy Adams at the Man of Steel Premiere