Tuesday, June 7, 2011

GooGoo for Gaga

Never thought I'd say this. I want to look like Lady Gaga. Specifically, like this...

Who knew under those insanely let-me-see-just-how-bizarre-and-shocking-I-can-be costumes she wears, the girl has a figure?! I'm officially eating lettuce for the rest of the week.
Now, there comes the question of my favorite Gaga song. I have three. Bad Romance is probably first, followed by Judas, and then Alejandro/Paparazzi (can't decide on that last one) I like Poker Face, but honestly, the version Glee did made it a lot better. It worked well slow. In any case, Judas is the most recent of my list. There was a lot of fuss about what she meant by it, personally I think she is merely making a reference to the fact that we find ourselves drawn to the bad boy (or even bad decisions I suppose) even when we know what is right/know the type of guy we are meant to be with. It's true. Any girl that denies she is intrigued by the exact type of guy her mother warned her about, is lying through her teeth. I'm definitely that way and wish I weren't. Stupid me always falls for the brooding, mysterious ones. Oh the things I would write to my 16, 18, 20, even 22 year old self. Spoiler alert: Not that mysterious. Generally only brooding about themselves because they are selfish and insecure, not because they're really as interesting as you're imagining them to be.
Anyway, who knows what she really intended. She has said some variation of what I fumbled to say just now, but maybe she did originally mean for something else and after all the press changed her mind. Either way, this song is so freakin' catchy, if I hear it, it's in my head for days. I love the video too, the colors are gorgeous and the concept was really fascinating with the motorcycle gang idea. I especially loved these two outfits....

I am determined to find a way to rock the bandanna and leather jacket at some point this summer. I think she actually looked kinda pretty for once in this one! She's not an unattractive girl, but she definitely goes out of her way sometimes to look realllllly strange.

Favorite Gaga songs out there in blogger land? Who wants to make a road trip to see her in concert with me? Fair warning: I will insist we dress up. Stage/Avant Garde makeup, fake nails, and partial nudity will be mandatory.

Monday, June 6, 2011

Where My Head's At

Mine were Crush, Passion, and Kick
Either I'm craving a citrus-y drink, or I'm looking for love
Can't it be both?
Yeah. I think that about covers it.

For Poops and Giggles

Man, I really suck at this blogging thing. So freakin' inconsistent. In my defense, I have boards coming up, so until the 16th, all I can do is study and eat and sleep. And when I'm not doing those things, waste some time looking at really ridiculous stuff on the internet. Like this.....

I've established I guess that I love this guy.  I really don't know how it's possible to give someone butterflies through a screen, but he does it. Literally I blush. It's embarrassing. Anyway, someone, with a lot more time than me (and thank God for that), made this HILARIOUS website. There's a bunch of them, all with the same first part, just enter their name. I bet there's even a fuckyeahhilaryswank. Ok maybe not, but there's a bunch of them. Here's a few of my favorites. The last one, I may have peed a little.


Even better, MTV made him read some of them. He apparently is really that witty and charming off screen as well. Le sigh. Alas, here's a present for you.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011



Alright guys, I get it now. There's two sides to everything. 1:13 and 2:20 must be for you what it feels like for us to watch the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show. Well played, sirs.

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

The Art of Living

Our fear has turned us into passive consumers. We have become voyeurs, watching other people have a life. Pornography shows us other people having sex, gossip magazines show us the emotional lives of celebrities, nature documentaries show us the natural world while we sit in our artificial lounge rooms; reality TV shows us the lives of ordinary people; lifestyle programs show us others doing domestic work; sports teams show us others playing sports, talk shows show us others conversing. We are increasingly living less real lives and instead living hyperreal lives of passivity, remaining uncommitted and out of touch with
the actual art of living.

Mark Sayers

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

The Princess Bride

I have been in love with the British Royal Family ever since Princess Diana came into the picture. Now granted I was super young, but my grandmother has collected just about every magazine, picture editorial, etc. about the royal family since I was born, and it has become our shared guilty pleasure. I was in 5th or 6th grade I believe when the Princess died, and I stayed up (no lie) all night long to watch the funeral. My two friends and I had a sleepover and I was the only one who made it the entire time, since in the states, it was about 3 or 4 am when it aired. I cried my eyes out. Harry's card that said 'Mummy' absolutely did me in. As I've gotten older, I've come to appreciate even more the amazing things Di did with her fame, that actually had nothing to do with bringing fame to herself. I could go on about her work all day, but I'd rather you go google it and see for yourself. No matter what horrible scandals the British press tried to slap on her, she struggled through it, and still came out with the full admiration and sympathy of the people. She is truly one of my idols.

Of course, then there's her sons. When I was younger, I had a crush on William. Harry was never on covers since he wasn't the next in line for the throne. There was a TIME magazine cover in particular that started that whole infatuation...
I was 11. And I had just discovered boys were cute anyway.
Then People Magazine went and made it worse.

So by 2001, as a freshman in high school, I admittedly still had girlish daydreams (however unlikely I knew them to be) of being his princess. Obviously, I'm being silly. But, I did have a little crush. Then, this story came out...
 and oh dear, Prince William who? Now, confession. I have a thing for Gingers. Big time. Don't ask me why. I just do. So, needless to say, I developed a much bigger crush on the younger prince.

 A puppy and a cute ginger headed guy? Just too much

 In this one he looks IDENTICAL to my middle school boyfriend.
Maybe subconsciously that's why I find him so attractive? Weird.
So, all joking and girlish fun aside, they are some good looking boys. AND, they are continuing on in their mother's footsteps, especially Harry (which is probably the other reason I find him more handsome now).
Flash forward to present day, where this gorgeous girl--with my name I might add-- came waltzing in. Now, this Friday, I'm definitely going to geek out again and be up at 4 am to watch the Royal Wedding.
(I mean honestly, could they be any cuter? She is so naturally beautiful it's stupid. And as much as it's been criticized, I think it's precious that he gave her his mother's ring.)

You'd pretty much have to be living in a cave underground for the last year to not know about it. But I am so stinkin' excited its embarrassing/ridiculous. So here is Ms. Kate in all her glory, with some stunning hats. I have always been the only girl of my friends to rock the hat at Derby or feathers in my hair-no matter how much I encouraged the others to too- so now maybe since Kate is in the spotlight, they'll be more likely to follow suit this year....

I even like her Indiana Jones hat.
 I want to know how a girl's body can look like that and not only survive on a slice of radish.

And then, my favorite hat, and one of my favorite pictures of them as a couple...

Just to die for. Friday is going to be epic. Now while I won't be wearing , holding, eating, or sipping from any of these (and lemme just say, there's some even stranger paraphernalia floating around out there)

...I do fully intend to, when I get off work that morning, come home, make myself a spot of tea, put on a fancy dress (or maybe fancy pajamas since I won't be watching it with anyone else), and watch the wedding coverage until I'm cross eyed. 

I warned you folks, total gushing. I'm sure I'll have plenty to say after Friday, too. So I'll leave you with this that had me cracking up.

No matter how devilishly handsome I find Harry to be, or how deeply I admire his mother, the truth is, royalty is just a title. And "men don't follow titles, they follow courage." Courage to take on causes like Diana did and her boys now do. Still, every girl, whether she admits it or not, has the daydream of being a princess, crown, castle, prince and all. But here is what I say (borrowed from The Little Princess herself)

"I am a princess. All girls are. Even if they live in tiny, old attics; even if they dress in rags; even if they aren't pretty, or smart, or young. They're still princesses. All of us."

And for the girls out there actually still dreaming of the real thing...

Saturday, April 16, 2011

With a dreamy far off look
And her nose stuck in a book...

I just got back from a trip to Baltimore and had an insanely relaxing, fun time with my dear friend, K and her prince charming. I had such a great time I was sad to leave, and me and K spent several nights chatting til 4 am, which was lovely. We even talked about the prospect of me moving to Baltimore if I can't find a job in NYC, but more on that later...She has started a bit of an interior design/furniture remodeling, etc. business and we had fun exploring shops and talking decorating on their adorable row home all weekend. I can't wait to have a place of my own to decorate one day, and while most of my ideas are probably delusions of grandeur, it sure is fun to think about. One room I've always dreamed of having, started at the age of 6 with a little movie called Beauty and the Beast. I bet you already know where I'm going with this...

Here's the inspiration

These next few are real libraries--this is in Brazil


The spiral staircases are what makes it. Wouldn't that be magic to have in your house?!
Now we're getting more practical. This is gorgeous, I love how the bookcases frame the windows.

And this-this would just be a crazy awesome addition. The bookcase that becomes a door. How fun!
Really loving the blue. Not loving that boring door.

These next two are probably my favorite. The slanted shelves add such character. Not sure if it would be as effective in a ceiling that wasn't lofted and slanted though as well.

This is simply art. I want to live in this room.

 That's all for now I suppose. In totally unrelated news, I've been following the Royal Wedding taking place at the end of the month like a freakin' stalker, so I will probably end up spewing my crazy all over this page in the coming weeks. Prepare for my disgusting gushing ;)