Woman And Her PlayGirl

Something I really love about John is how he nakedly objectified Paul.. like a Neanderthal caveman. None of this ‘I’m attracted to your beautiful mind’ crap, he really was like;

‘What that mouth do?’

‘What that ass do?’

‘What that ass look like in stockings and suspenders?’

‘What that ass look like in a gingham pinny making my tea?’

He’s nothing if not consistent!

the image of paul writing here, there, and everywhere at kenwood while john is sleeping and he’s waiting for him to wake up will haunt me till the day i die. just the softest and most romantic but also bittersweet picture. john awaking from his nap to find that paul has written one of the most beautiful love songs of all time at his poolside. and it being inspired by “god only knows” by the beach boys. and john telling paul while they were shooting help that he liked it better than any of his songs on the record. and john still saying in 1980 it’s one of his favourite beatles songs. and it being paul’s favourite song he’s ever written and him always bringing up john’s fondness for it. ripping my hair out.

Is this anything to anyone? Does this mean anything/resonate with anyone? It does to me, this means so much to me. I think that's what matters most.

(sorry about the quality- this was a doodle on a bigger canvas,, perhaps I'll remaster it one day)

Anyway

The Beatles when they were just small Liverpudlians with greasy hair

Feauturing-Pete Best & Stuart Sutcliffe

These 2….❤️ I love my stupid grandpas

“Ringo talked about his first face-to-face meeting with Paul in many months, on a plane, on the way to Mick Jagger’s wedding [in May], and then said, “I love Paul, you know. I really do,” and for a moment, all the neatly printed legal statements I’d pored over, so formal, signed by all the Beatles, one against another, and entered in evidence in the English High Court, numbering the reasons the partnership should or should not be dissolved, seemed strange and distant. Even Klein, in Western gear, a prop holster and six-gun on his waist, the toughest, fastest wheeler-dealer in town, any town, sat there stuttering a moment when Ringo was finished. The drummer’s eyes were moist.”

for @pickledbeatles

♥

Paul McCartney at the Southern Cross Hotel in Melbourne, Australia | 16 June 1964

"I bought all the Beatle mags and clipped every article out of the newspapers, pasting them diligently into several scrapbooks. One of the pictures of Paul literally snatched my breath from my lungs. He was sitting on a bed, holding his bass, his legs wide apart, and his tight Beatle trousers revealed the shape of his majestic manhood in great detail. I about lost my Pauly-lovin’ mind, placing the prize in a gold jewelry box, covered it with cotton, and allowed myself to gasp at this spectacle only once per day." ~ Pamela Des Barres

Call me back again

(I actually really dont like this lmao)