I want...

My obsession with cupcakes has no bounds. I'm seriously considering wedding cupcakes in addition to a smallish wedding cake. When all the fancy cupcake bakeries started popping up everywhere my obsession was finally validated. Imagine my glee when I saw the following items on Crate and Barrel's website:

It better be a nice handbasket

Anti-smoking commercials make me want to light up. Thinking about exercise makes me want to sleep. Reading about how bad preservatives/hormones/pesticides/meat products are for my health makes me go and microwave a Pepperoni and Sausage Lean Pocket. I'm a rebel, I tell you. Without a cause. Or shame.

Riiiiiight

I love beauty products. Anyone who knows me knows I'm a total product junkie. But this is ridiculous. It's $200!!!! For hair treatment oil! I think the marketers thought using verbiage like "affects change at the surface cuticle, the inner cortex, and the core medulla levels of the hair shaft" will make women forget the price tag. Personally, I did not know that my core medulla levels were inadequate. So sue me. If anyone has tried this and can explain to me why it's so freaking expensive I will retract my indignation.

Ted Gibson "Goodnite Hair Repair Serum" photo courtesy of Sephora.com. And I cannot get this f-ing post to look normal. The font situation is not good. Blogger is being "mentally challenged." I give up.

Best thing since sliced bread

I signed up for Netflix. Finally. And I don't know why I hadn't done it before. I love love love movies, I hate hate hate paying $11+ to see one in a crowded theater. Exhibit one: when we saw 27 Dresses last week, it was $10.50 for a "student" ticket - more than that for a normal one. We sat in good seats, but were promptly joined by 2 hobos who proceeded to mumble through the entire thing. The man hobo got up 100 times, brought back food for the female hobo, who was wearing a night shirt and smelled like a sewer. I'd rather watch movies in my own living room, hence the decision to sign up for Netflix. Plus, there are hundreds of movies that are not in the theaters anymore that I'd love to see, and hundreds that I don't want to see enough to pay ticket prices for, but still want to watch. Because my life is so boring right now, I will play movie reviewer, in case my 2 readers care.

(1) Pride and Prejudice with Keira Knightly. Blah. It was OK enough, I guess. The guy playing Mr. Darcy was completely miscast. Colin Firth he was not. Not good looking enough, and this guy only had one facial expression = constipated. Like a blank wall. Keira was decent, but not great - it's like she and the other actors didn't know what to do with the bland Darcy, and thus everyone else in the movie was overacting. Final grade = 3 out of 5.

(2) Marie Antoinette with Kirsten Dunst. Let me preface this by saying i HATE Kirsten Dunst. But the movie I did not hate. It was gorgeously filmed, well-directed. The clothes and colors were gorgeous. Sort of a weird combo of period drama and a modern indie flick. I liked the idea, although I don't necessarily think it worked out all that well. And Molly freakin Shannon was in it as one of the courtiers. Good to know that Molly Shannon only has one character she can play. Herself. Final grade = 3.5

Next up, Waitress. This one better be good!

P.S. I'd like to give a quick shout out to Steph, who provided the Sprinkles cupcakes for the movie extravaganza. Sprinkles never fails in putting me in a sugar coma. What the hell do they put in that frosting, crack?

Update: Waitress was awesome! Love love love. My girl crush on Keri Russell is fully rekindled.

My bridesmaids better be nice to me

On Monday, the girlies and I went to see 27 Dresses. With my current mood, I haven't felt like seeing anything other than chick flicks in a while. So this one came at a perfect time! And as far as chick flicks go, it was good. Frothy, cute boys, relatively cute clothing. I've had a girl crush on Katherine Heigl for a while now (a crush not shared by Jonathan, who's just plain weird). But I gotta tell you, they really succeeded in making her look like the dowdy sister. That brown hair was atrocious. And the makeup was not good. Matted and muddy is not a good look on anyone. And half of the wardrobe...gross! Laura Ashley prints??? Katherine!!!! I'm so glad you're back to your normal blonde and glowy self. And if I were you, I'd kick the make up artist on that movie in the groin.

Painter of kitch

I saw an ad for this thing in some magazine a while ago, and almost threw up.

Can someone explain the Thomas Kinkade obsession to me? WTF? He sells his shit at "galleries" at the mall!!! Painter of light? I'm all about American culture. I love it. I do. But this crap is literally what is wrong with America. How anyone can consider this "art" is beyond me. Just as I cannot forgive certain rappers for infecting their own "culture" by glorifying violence, drug use, and hatred of women, I cannot forgive this so-called "painter" for infecting the mall-going middle America with this absolutely ludicrous excuse for "art." Thoughts?

"Have a happy period."

I've been meaning to blog about this for a looooong time, but kept forgetting. This commercial drives me INSANE. I want to laugh, cry, and call my Congressman (woman? Who is my Congressman/woman?). African girls are missing school because they don't have American tampons??? Who is dumb enough to fall for this? The rest of the world gets by. For thousands of years women got by. Surely there are other ways to deal with that one week out of the month? This has to be the most flagrant, self aggrandizing piece of propaganda couched in "save the world" sentimentality. I guess all it takes to send African girls to school is tampons. I don't know why we haven't figured that one out before! If you don't donate/send tampons/whatever you are depriving these girls of an education! Stingy stingy stingy. For some reason, I think stopping the ongoing waives of genocide happening all over the continent is going to do much more for these girls' education than tampons. Call me crazy. Or call your Congressman (or woman. If it's a woman, ask her to send over some feminine hygiene products).

Project Awesome

I, like millions of other people, religiously watch Project Runway. Always. Every week. I DVR it, I watch it without commercial interruptions, sometimes I even watch it again. And I gotta tell you, this season has been less than impressive. I relatively like almost all of the designers, obviously some more than others. But there was no one I had super strong feelings about all season. And the clothes up until now have been sort of blah and disappointing. I think that is partly due to the fact that the challenges have been lame. Menswear? Who cares. Remaking fat-girl clothes? Stupid. The prom dress challenge could've been good, but the results (the clothes) were atrocious. Except for Sweet P's champagne silk gown (not shown).


(Photos courtesy of Bravotv.com)

And then they came up with THIS. When I heard that it was going to be an avant garde challenge, I knew it was sink or swim. If you can't pull this off, then you have no business calling yourself a designer. But holy shit! How freaking amazing was Chris and Christian's design? I literally gasped. So did Nina. I've never seen her gasp. And the girlies, Jillian and Victoria (who bugs the living crap out of me) did very well also. The coat is amazing! Finally, Project Runway is living up to its reputation. Here's hoping next week's challenge brings us something good!

Update: Forgot to mention that my usual M.O., when watching Project Runway is to sit on the couch, making snarky comments about what I'm seeing to my roommate, and if I'm really lucky, I bring in my laptop and shoot comments back and forth with Faithsalutes. Perfect way to spend the evening.

Here we go again

...and I'm back. Sorry for the lack of posting lately, but I've been in the black hole of laziness that is my parents' house in the Bay Area. Let me sum up my vacation. Sleep - eat - read - eat - sleep - eat - read etc. I didn't even watch TV! Oh how I needed that. School starts on Tuesday, and I'm ready to get my last semester over with...and I'm mentally preparing for the Bar. Blah.
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There was ONE thing that happened over the last two weeks - I got a wedding dress! It was by sheer dumb luck. It was not what I was looking for, but apparently what I was originally looking for was a horrible idea. Which just goes to show you - gotta try shiz on. I would've never picked this dress based on what it looked like on the hanger. But now I can't imagine wearing anything else.

Ladies, I gotta tell you. This wedding dress search/try on extravaganza is crazy. Some salespeople take themselves VERY seriously. God bless the poor lady who almost wept as she forced a TIARA (!) on my head, and then a long veil. Y'all know me - do I look like I wear tiaras or veils???? I literally had to pry her hands off my head. When I tell you I don't want a tiara I mean it.

And one other thing I've learned from the experience - apparently when the salesperson asks you "what do you want to look like" the correct answer is "like a princess." That is the only acceptable answer. I guess everyone (except for me and at least one other very stylin' lady that I know, you know who you are) wants to be a freaking princess. Why, I have no idea. Can someone explain this to me? Is it Disney's fault? Daddy issues?
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Oh yeah. I can cross some stuff off my "to do/to see/to read" lists. Juno = awesomeness. Loved it. L-O-V-E-D. I finally read "Love in the Time of Cholera" and I don't see what the big deal is. I am a big fan of classic epic love stories, but this one just did not do anything for me. Sorry to Mr. Marquez, I hope he and his Nobel Prize for literature are very happy together.