Monday, May 14, 2007
Throwback throw down...
A friend sent me this link this morning and it immediately took me back to our junior high school days of "quality" TV- 90210, Clarissa Explains It All, Small Wonder, SNICK, Tales from the Crypt, TGIF, and (of course) American Gladiators.
Sit back, grab some mulit-colored PopSecret, and enjoy.
Thursday, March 1, 2007
A dorky joke.
I cannot claim credit for this joke, I just saw it in another woman’s blog, and I had to share:
What do you call a woman who sells herself for plants?
A garden ho.
Oh you know that’s a good one.
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Oscar
And of course there were the typical disasters. I actually thought that J-Lo's dress made her look preggers. A good dress if she is, but if not....
Tin Man meets Hustler?
Monday, February 26, 2007
Academy Awards
Maggie Gyllenhal looked incredible. She was one of the first people on the red carpet and definitely got me excited for things to come. I was underwhelmed by the rest of the crew after seeing this lovely number. I looooove the navy/black combo: it's the perfect mix of elegant and hip. The feathers on the bottom as well as in her hair are wonderful and playful. The strap detail is great, and I love the subdued sequins, very similar to Felicity Huffman's Globes dress. Faboo.
The WORST:
Cameron Diaz. This white number is just weird and ill-fitting. I like the neckline with the foldover detail, but the hem and the fit throughout her lower half is just not good. Look at all those wrinkles across her hips! Ouch. For someone with such an incredible body, this just does nothing for her. Plus, if your dress is going to showcase your shoes as much as this one does, make sure you've got some kickass shoes (not those) and that you pay attention to what you're doing with your feet! This picture is okay but the majority of the night she looked like a spaz. Also, Cam, you are waaaaay too brown/orange for February. I mean really, look at Nicole and Maggie and how beautiful their skin is! There's no need to be this tanorexic.

Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Best dressed....
Friday, February 16, 2007
Diapers
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Only a day late....
Monday, February 12, 2007
Red Carpet Fun...
Best:


Thursday, February 8, 2007
Hearts

Roses are Red, Violets are Blue...
Are you?
I know that Valentine's Day is not until next week, but seeing as it is a slow week here at the office, I decided to do a little digging. And as usual, my potentially-untruthful yet fave source pulled through again. Wikipedia defines this Hallmark holiday as "the traditional day on which lovers express their love for each other; sending Valentine's cards, candy, flowers, or donations to charities, often anonymously." Hmm...they left out covering an old shoebox in red construction paper, stickers, doilies, and candy hearts, then debating for hours whether to give the best 3" x 2" Looney Tunes card to the best friend or to the crush.
Let's have a little history lesson, shall we? Compliments of Wikipedia, of course.

Valentinius of Alexandria (c. 100 - c. 153). Besides having an unfortunate name, he was an influential Gnostic teacher and a candidate for Bishop of Rome in 143 AD. (Gnostic = early Christian sect of super smart men who thought they were the shit.) In Valentinius's teachings, the marriage bed assumed a central place in his version of Christian love. SHOCKING! Well, not to us, but it was certainly a revolutionary idea to other people. These other people must have been like my grandparents, who to this day refuse to turn in their 1950s-style twin beds for a queen size.
Fertility Festivals in Ancient Greece. I know we are all jealous of those ancient Greek hornballs. The middle of February was associated with love and fertility, so it was an especially saucy time. And in ancient Rome, February 15 was Lupercalia (which I guess was also some fertility festival...or should I say ORGY.)
Volantynys Day in the Middle Ages. The first recorded association of Valentine's Day with romantic love is in Parlement of Foules (1382) by Geoffrey Chaucer:
For this was on seynt Volantynys day
Whan euery bryd comyth there to chese [chose] his make [mate].
This poem was written (and poorly spelled!) to honor the first anniversary of the engagement of King Richard II of England to Anne of Bohemia. A marriage treaty was signed on May 2, 1381. The two lovebirds were married eight months later, when they were both about 14 (!) years old. (I was still getting lost on the way home from school when I was 14. Marriage was the furthest thing from my mind.)

On the liturgical calendar, May 2 is the saints' day for Valentine of Genoa. This St. Valentine was an early bishop of Genoa who died around AD 307. Some idiots along the way incorrectly assumed that Chaucer was referring to February 14 as Valentine's Day. However, I don't know about you, but I would think that mid-February is a highly unlikely time for birds to be mating in frigid cold England.
The High Court of SEX. Using the language of the law courts for the rituals of courtly love, a "High Court of Love" was established in Paris on Valentine's Day in 1400. The court dealt with love contracts, betrayals, and violence against women. Judges were selected by women on the basis of a poetry reading. (The French would do it like this, those maniacs.) The earliest surviving valentine dates from 1415. It is a poem written by Charles, Duke of Orleans, to his wife. At the time, the duke was being held in the Tower of London following his capture at the Battle of Agincourt.
Valentine's Day Makes It to the States. Like scurvy, TB, and bad teeth, the idea of Valentine's Day was probably imported into North America in the 19th century by British settlers. The first mass-produced valentines of embossed paper lace were produced and sold shortly after 1847 by Esther Howland of Worcester, Massachusetts. Her father operated a large book and stationery store, and she took her inspiration from an English valentine she had received.

V-Day Today. In the second half of the 20th century, people went nuts. They had disposable income, so they wasted it on the usually-pointless exchange of cards. Other gifts entered the picture too--roses, chocolate, condoms, etc. In the 1980s, the diamond industry began to promote Valentine's Day as an occasion for giving jewelry. (DeBeers family, you are too smart! No wonder we banned you from this country and forbid you from ever returning!)
And here is a final thought for all of you now bored with learning about Valentine's Day: approximately EIGHTY-FIVE PERCENT of all Valentine's cards are sent BY WOMEN! Are you surprised?
Woof.
Out of 25 jackets that it tested, the group said, 24 were incorrectly labeled. In many cases, it said, tests showed the fur came from raccoon dogs, nocturnal residents of Asian and northern European forests that bear a remarkable resemblance to raccoons.
It said it had bought the jackets in the United States from a variety of department stores, including Macy's, Burlington Coat Factory and J.C. Penney. Designers and brands included Sean John, Calvin Klein and Tommy Hilfiger, it said.
It's disgustingly obvious that even the faux-est of faux fur is designed to resemble a slain animal. While I find it more tacky than fashionable, I realize that the popular winter-wear adornment is not going anywhere and until recently has been an easily dismissible eyesore. I suppose it's now naive to think that stores who carry faux fur would, gee, I don't know - label them correctly?
People who are interested in/purchase them fall into two categories: those who would buy real fur if they could afford it without an ounce of moral guilt, and those who wouldn't knowingly wear an animal slain in the name of fashion but like to sport the look without weighing heavily on the conscience. I find the former to be nearly beyond help. I can only hope that at some point in life, they will have an epiphany that resembles the deer hunter's come-to-Jesus moment in the movie Powder.
Many of the latter will probably not go so far as to stop wearing the dog-trimmed items from their Penney's/Macy's winter wardrobe, but I hope it will keep them from purchasing another (not that sales will go through the roof once they're accurately labeled as "fur stripped from the body of a poor defenseless animal - and not just any animal, but a dog, a distant cousin of your own little Scrappy").
I realize that animals are used for our benefit in hundreds of [appalling] ways, but there's a fine line between consuming meat (albeit selfishly) for its taste and nutritional content (that could admittedly be found in animal-friendly products) and viewing animals with such selfish disregard so as to view them as nothing but a material with which to line carseats or a new floor-length coat to show off in circles of women truly named Kitty. Great strides have been made to make the process of butchering animals for their meat as humane as possible, keeping them calm in moments leading up to their quick death (I highly recommend "My Life in Pictures" by Temple Grandin), but the trapping, beating, and other cruel measures taken to capture and kill an animal for its fur aren't done with an ounce of compassion.
Time to wake up and feel some social responsibility. If the idea of stripping rabbits and minks doesn't hit close to home, hopefully the dogs hanging on clothes racks in Macy's will do the trick.
Monday, February 5, 2007
You know you're in Hollywood when.....
You see a license plate holder that says “I AM A SCIENTOLOGIST”
Good lord. Er good alien? I don't know really. I would have assumed it was Tom and Katie’s car , except it was a also covered with tacky stickers, I don’t think they’d do that. Tom just leaves the tacky for couch jumping on Oprah.
Best and Worst
I apparently missed out on my best/worst reviews of the SAG awards last week! I apologize, I know many of you wait for it all week... har har. This week's almost didn't happen as well! My flight home last night was seriously delayed by a sweet little bird who thought it was smart to nest in my airplane's engine. I'm going to go ahead an apologize for whatever may be typed here... I'm running on very little sleep. So, without further adue:
Best:

Cate, Cate, Cate. She's a goddess. An absolute goddess!
I love, love, LOVE the gold with her pale skin and hair color. So fresh and young looking- not trying to look all Miami-ed out, which I appreciate this time of year. Many people couldn't have pulled off this look, but she's so haute couture! I almost always love what she's wearing. A fashion genius.
Worst:

Terrifying. It takes a lot to go from being my best dressed one week to my worst the next. Sienna apparently didn't get the message that Bridget Jones' granny panties were meant to keep you away from hooking up and should definitely never be seen in public, especially n a leather version. She also needs to take care of those split ends. Ew.
Friday, February 2, 2007
Twins!

Thursday, February 1, 2007
Lindsay Lohan song. Ha.

Okay so one more post to add. I just found this song and it made me laugh. Tristan is quite the funny lady. Her song “Love, love, love” is amazing and I love it. But this song just makes me laugh. Lindsay Lohan, take note, she makes some good points here, haha.
"Lindsay Goes To Rehab"
lindsay
you better check yourself
check yourself
before you wreck yourself
lindsay
you got to drink the coke
drink the coke
but don't you snort the coke
why so
why so low?
why solo?
LOHAN!
lindsay
you got a watter bottle
that aint no water bottle
that be a vodka bottle
lindsay
wilmer's no good for you
harry morton too
jared leto wont do
why so
why so low?
why solo?
LOHAN!
lindsay
you know we're stoked for you
oh we're so proud of you
we know you'll make it through
why so
why so low?
why solo?
LOHAN!
- Tristan Prettyman (check her out: http://www.myspace.com/tristanprettyman )
Harry Potta!
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Inconceivable!
Adding a period to an email address does nothing. NOTHING I tell you! jacksmith@gmail.com is the same as jack.smith@gmail.com and the same a j.a.c.k.s.m.i.t.h.@gmail.com. AMAAAAAZING.
You just can't put two periods next to each other. That changes things. Trust me, I tried.
Does anyone else feel like the world has just been pushed a little bit off its axis????
Spice!

Tuesday, January 30, 2007
AAARRGH!!!!!

Harry Potter, PUT YOUR CLOTHES BACK ON RIGHT THIS INSTANT!!! This picture makes me want to vomit and scream at the same time. Apparently, poor confused Daniel Radcliffe (who shall forever be known as Harry Potter...or maybe now Hairy Potter, har har) is playing some naked character in the West End production of Equus. What does the word Equus mean? "Caress horses and women while naked?" No, it actually means "a genus of the family Equidae that includes horses, asses, zebras, and other mammals." Oh. Right. That makes sense. NOT.
It looks like the almost-eighteen year old has done some lifting, which is good because I researched the play and he is actually totally nude for certain scenes. I don't know and I don't WANT to know if the horses are in those naked scenes. But the fact that we can almost see his man area is frightening. I have a soft spot in my heart for nerds, and I always thought that Daniel Radcliffe (as Harry Potter) was cute, and maybe wished that there would be a future love scene between him and some girl (Hermione? Cho? me?). Unfortunately, this picture could very well affect the way I feel when I try to enjoy the next Harry Potter movie. And make me feel gross.
Donations for the Buy Daniel Radcliffe Some Self-Tanner Fund are currently being accepted.
Grey's Update

Friday, January 26, 2007
Snakes on a Plane

Then, there was the basilisk (AKA huge snake with poisonous fangs) in Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, as well as all the other snake references throughout the series:

And most recently, we had the Samuel L. Jackon cult flick Snakes on a Plane:

There are definitely other movies out there that featured snakes...but I'm not a huge fan of snakes, so I didn't see those movies and therefore do not know what they are.
Snakes permeate our everyday lives as well. Why, just today I was perusing through the news and came across an article about a python in Kuala Lumpur who inhaled at the very least ELEVEN guard dogs! The hounds were protecting a fruit orchard, but apparently met their demise when they came face to face with the 23 foot long reptile. Thankfully, some people got wise to the fact that their canines were disappearing. The snake was caught by villagers, though not harmed. He was simply tied to a tree. I hope it was a big tree...I mean, a 23 foot long snake has got to be pretty strong, right? And how do you even tie a snake to a tree? Wouldn't it slither out? Well, no matter. Wildlife officials took over from there.

Those villagers don't look the least bit sad about their dead dogs. I would be so pissed that I had not only lost my companion but also my employee, that I would not look quite so delighted at the prospect of holding this spitting, sin-causing beast. Anyway, this all leads to the question that I would like you to ponder: Are snakes taking over the world? (Or have they already done so?)

PS
I know that this article is really random. It has been that kind of day.
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Lovewrecked

Bynes plays Jenny Riley, a gal who has just graduated high school and is waaaay too into herself for her own good. For the summer, she's working at a tropical resort with her best friend Ryan [no last name]. Ryan is none other than hottie Jonathan Bennet, AKA Aaron Samuels from Mean Girls. Mmmm...he was the reason I kept watching this movie. He's delicious. And unfortunately, he was forced to pretend he was head over heels with BF Jenny, but was too much of a pansy to actually do anything about it until the last five minutes. How am I supposed to believe that such a gorgeous specimin of the male gender would have confidence issues?

Anyway, Jenny is totes def obsessed with Jason Masters, a famous rock GOD who is played by a very uninspiring Chris Carmack (no idea what he's been in before). Jenny and Jason (I love the alliteration here) end up on some cruise together in the middle of a storm. Jason has eaten some bad soup (haven't we all...) and tragically falls overboard as he's ralphing into the sea. As her crush is swept further and further away from the boat, Jenny slips into lifeguard mode. She hurls an inflatible raft into the water and dives in after her man. I probably would not have done this...unless it was for Justin Timberlake...
The storm eventually ends and Jenny and Jason find themselves on what they believe to be a deserted island. As the description on the ABC Family website explains, "It's like a dream come true...until some unexpected complications rock the boat." UH OH! Turns out that they aren't on a deserted island at all! Jenny discovers this and surreptitiously sneaks back to the resort to get bananas, oysters, and fish (which she smuggles into the ocean in her bathing suit, then puts on a show for Jason to make him think she's caught them with her bare hands...I guess one reason that it's good that Amanda Bynes has no boobs).

But alas, someone figures out Jenny's secret: the bitchy popular girl working at the resort, who is equally as obsessed with Jason Masters. Alexis is played by Jamie-Lynn DiScala, more commonly known as Tony Soprano's daughter Meadow. She pretends to be stranded on the island too in order to woo Jason, though she switches between French and Hawaiian accents throughout the rest of the movie. This is either a testament to her amazing acting ability, or the stupidity of the editors for not noticing these blatent flaws.
Okay, I have a confession to make. This was the point in the movie when I realized that Cold Mountain was on another channel, and Jude Law won. Sure, I kept switching back to Lovewrecked during the commercials, and I feel like I got the best of both worlds this way. On the island, the love triangle managed to live for a while longer, then Ryan somehow figured out that Jenny was nearby and saved her during a huge monsoon. They fled to a cave, lit a fire, he demonstrated that he actually has some confidence and she accepted the fact that she's a stuck-up snot, and they kissed (no tongue). The movie ended with Jason singing to his new wife, Alexis, on stage at some super hot rock concert. The rest is ABC Family history. I recommend Lovewrecked if you're looking for good laugh, a drinking game, or if you're babysitting.
Jude Law's gorgeousness continued for another hour or so, since there were so many dang commercials, but MAN he is so hot. Even with his Civil War-style beard that by the end of the movie I'm sure must have had bugs living in it. Mmmmm. As always, I cried at the end when he died.

Monday, January 22, 2007
Monday's Best and Worst

Friday, January 19, 2007
What's the Time?
Isaiah vs. Grey's
As angry as I am at Isaiah for saying what he said, I'm concerned what's going to happen the show. I know that some groups are asking for fans to protest ABC and the show and Isaiah will most likely be fired. My obsession with the show and the Dr. Burke character is obviously taking over here, but I don't want him to leave! How could he? Would he be killed off in true primetime drama form? Egads!
On the other hand, what he said (specifically because he said it about a castmate) would call for immediate firing in any other workplace. Just because he's a main character on an incredibly successful show doesn't mean he can get away with this kind of thing. It's disgraceful and perhaps firing him would lead to more tolerance and awareness in this country. I hate the word that he used and I can't imagine saying it, EVER, much less repeatedly. I am always saddened when I hear "random joe's" use it but it was horrendous when he said it on television at such a popular event. It's just not okay in my book.
When it comes down to it, I think I'd be okay with sacrificing one of my favorite television characters in hopes of more equality for homosexuals in this country. Fire away, ABC.
Thursday, January 18, 2007
Ummm.....
I Put the R in Rad.

Mmmmmm....

I couldn't let ghostly Mary Kate be the first image that showed up on the blog anymore. Here is a muuuuuch better picture. James Holloway plays my absolute fave character on LOST, which begins again in only 20 days. Am I pumped? You betcha. I probably won't be able to sleep the night before, which is convenient because it will allow me to watch the first six episodes of the season again. (Especially the episode where Sawyer loses ALL of his clothes...may have to watch that one twice.) Would I willingly be the Kate to Holloway's Sawyer? Heck yeah I would. His southern accent and pre-ripped jeans (even pre-ripped in the crotch!) only add to this con artist's sex appeal.
Oooh, just found another good picture on my computer. Mmmmmmm...Adam Brody in a wet t-shirt...I hope no one here at the office walks by as I drool on my desk...
