If you’re not watching Sense8 on Netflix, let me break it down for you: it’s a sci-fi show by the Wachowskis (who made The Matrix trilogy) about eight people from all over the world who are connected telepathically and share information, skills, and, occasionally, weird slo-mo group sex, who have very complicated individual lives and are also being hunted by an evil scientist. If it sounds ridiculous, it is, but oh my god I’m obsessed with it. As flawed as it is, it’s also about FRIENDSHIP and LOVE and ASS-KICKING, which are three of my favorite things. There are not just one but two healthy and loving gay relationships, a trans character played by a trans actress, and four main characters of color who have interesting and complicated storylines. I’ve gone deep into Tumblr fandom on this one, you guys, and there’s so many things I could talk about in embarrassing depth, but the most important of these is Doona Bae and her outfits.
Doona Bae is an amazing South Korean actress who plays total badass Sun Bak, and honey, she can WEAR clothes. When we first meet Sun, she is running her father’s corporation but getting no credit for it, and she is the queen of office elegance.
But she’s also the queen of the underground martial arts scene, beating the shit out of dudes in front of huge crowds in her free time.
But then–and I’ll keep it vague, no spoilers–she goes to prison for something she didn’t do, and is in prison blues for many episodes. But guess what? She still looks fucking amazing and manages to show up telepathically to fuck some dudes in Kenya up with a machete for her friend Capheus.
But eventually she gets out, and that’s when we see Sun in her full sartorial glory. SHE IS MAGNIFICENT. Like, this is what she wears to sit on her rooftop patio and smoke:
That amazing halter neck! The tuxedo pants! The insouciance with which she holds that American Spirit between her lips (yes, I know she smokes American Spirits, I’m a creep).
And this is what this masterpiece of a woman SLEEPS IN:
That’s not for anyone but herself, y’all. Sun Bak sleeps alone, and she does it with more style than you or I will ever have.
Oh, and street style? GIRL. Your fave could never. She does not have the range. Sun Bak, on the other hand?
But the best is what Sun is wearing on those occasions when it’s time to fuck shit up. Like the time she was visiting her dead parents at the cemetery:
I mean, y’all can imagine how I feel about this jumpsuit, right? It’s perfection. But then Sun’s old sparring partner shows up and wants to have a fight for old times sake. And he gets it. And loses again, like always. But when you get your ass handed to you by Sun Bak, it’s an honor, and you look at her like this:
And then you make out with her all bloody, because like, how blessed are you to even be in her presence.
But are y’all ready for the piece de resistance? I don’t know if you are. I don’t know if it’s possible to prepare yourself for the Lewk Sun serves us when she’s on her way to murder her enemy. It starts out as this insane (in the best way) cocktail waitress disguise:
But then it gets real, real quick, and Sun rips off her wig, and while she’s on the chase, someone rips her dress off (you know, the usual fighting hazards). That would NEVER stop my girl from going after her target, though. She came to kill, she’s gonna kill, and this is how she’s gonna do it:
THIS IS MY AESTHETIC, NOW AND FOREVER. How can I just live my life like this. Imagine being such a boss that even the sight of you in spangly hotpants strikes absolute terror into the hearts of your enemies.
ICONIC. I never want to think about or look at anything else again.
Anyway, you should watch Sense8, obviously. Especially if you like sex and violence but also TENDERNESS.
That’s all for today! C U Next Tuesday!