Sunday, December 20, 2009

Remember how Ty almost died in that mall in "Clueless?" Well ...

Brittany Murphy died this morning, wtf? She was only 32! TMZ's the only place reporting it so far, but they were the first to report that Michael Jackson died back in the summer, so I believe it. I didn't especially like her as an actress, but anyone dying at as young as 32 is definitely depressing.

I will always remember her as Ty from "Clueless," back when she was still brunette and a little chubby and wasn't married to that creepy Simon Monjack guy. Whomp whomp.


+ Photo courtesy of I Love Your Party Dress

Peter Travers, who'd have thunk?

So there was this huge snowstorm this weekend in Washington, D.C., and I've been snowed in as a mad result. What's happened since we got hit with about two feet of the powdery stuff? I've had lots of ice cream, cookies and walked to Popeyes. SO MUCH cabin fever. I feel like I'm in the fucking "Shining" over here.

As a result, I've been surfing the Internet like crazy. My wireless went out last night for like an hour and I didn't know what the fuck to do with myself; I watched "Wanted" on HBO to pass the time. That was awful.

After a while, I stumbled upon various best-of-the-decade movie lists, though, and I was pleasantly surprised by the one Peter Travers did for Rolling Stone. Most of the other lists I've seen have kind of sucked - The Onion A.V. Club had "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" in the top spot, which I just can't get behind, and "Entertainment Weekly" had the LOTR trilogy, which I adore, but I don't know if they're No. 1 of the past 10 years - but Travers put together a pretty solid collection. Here's his rundown:

10. LOTR trilogy
9. Mystic River
8. The Departed
7. Brokeback Mountain
6. The Incredibles
5. No Country for Old Men
4. A History of Violence
3. Mulholland Drive
2. Children of Men
1. There Will Be Blood

I'm kind of surprised by a few things on the list, like "The Incredibles" and "A History of Violence," both of which I found annoying, and shocked that "Gladiator," "Pan's Labyrinth," "The Dark Knight" and "City of God" weren't on the list, because they were amazing films. But overall, good job, Travers. Given his enthusiasm for stupid action films (ahem, "Iron Man" and "Spider-Man 3," for example), I didn't know he had good taste in him.

Also, just for my personal amusement:

Friday, December 18, 2009

Dr. Grant, Clarice, Dr. Lecter, Patrick, Boromir, Aragorn ...

I saw these photos a few weeks ago, but I bookmarked the link on my computer because I'm guaranteed to grin at it every single fucking time. I don't even know the full details of this because the Livejournal entry is in some janky foreign language I can't understand, but the basic gist is that some photographer got actors to mimic some of their most iconic scenes for his photos. I like the "Jurassic Park" one the most:


But these others are pretty good, too.




+ Photos courtesy of Atticus-Finch.Livejournal.com

This is the kind of retarded shit I spend my money on.

Dumb shoes and jewelry are some of my favorite things. But even I have my limits.

Exhibit A:



Exhibit B:




Exhibit C:



Exhibit D:



However, I'm not going to lie. I kind of want these. Yeah, yeah. I make retarded life decisions. I know.





+ Photos courtesy of Nasty Gal Vintage, Free People, Patricia Field

Sequins seem like they'd be uncomfortable on your lady parts.

So I'm not quite sure why I just got the Victoria's Secret holiday catalogue now, when it's exactly one week before Christmas, but whatever, I'll live. What the fuck was I going to do, ask my Muslim parents for lingerie? Sike to the max.

However, I still find these outfits fucking chuckle-worthy. Who really wants to dress up like a cabaret slut? Do people really do this in real life? More power to you, I guess.

Here are my fave absurdities:

Trying to get back in business.

So I've been gone two weeks. My day job has started kicking my ass; my other writing on the side has been overwhelming; I have since ignored my blog. But no more - I'm going to really try and update this thing as often as I used to, with a better mix of music/celebrity/clothes. So I'll start off with a few things today that work well in all those fronts:

1. Rihanna's new music video for "Hard" is one of the most absurd things I've ever seen, and by that I mean, it's kind of boring and stupid and has this really uncomfortably military vibe which I just can't get behind. Why is there Arabic on the walls? Why is her misspelled Arabic tattoo so visible? Why is Young Jeezy pretending to be a soldier? Ugh fail, even though some of the outfits are so stupid that I love them (ahem, spiked shoulders).



2. In Robert Downey Jr. news, the "Iron Man 2" trailer leaked, and while I didn't see the first one because I cared to stray away from its huge YAY AMERICA YAY message, I may have to see this. Mainly because Mickey Rourke with metallic whip arms is hilarious.



Oh and I find myself strangely attracted to RDJ. Especially when he looks like this on the red carpet:


P.S. Why was Blake Lively invited to that event? And why did she wear this Frederick's of Hollywood outfit there? So confusing.


P.P.S. Jonny Lee Miller was there too, even though he's not in the movie, either.


However, "Hackers" has been on HBO all week ...


... and OF COURSE I've watched it like four times by now, so I figure it's worth a mention.

3. Here's Shakira and her dude, Antonio de la Rua, out and about. They've been dating for about a decade now. I'm not OK with this. She could definitely upgrade. He looks kind of paunchy? Just a thought.


4. Designer Brian Lichtenberg, this guy,

is mass-making these one-shoulder dresses that Kim Kardashian wore to a few red-carpet events a couple of months ago and during her birthday (this one).



However, I would like this specific one.



Does anyone have $320 I could borrow? Steal? Whichever. I'm not picky.

5. That awful movie "Fear" was just on HBO, and now "The Departed" is on FX. Oh Mark Wahlberg. Your dirty Boston self invades my dreams. Delicious.



+ Photos courtesy of OMG! Yahoo, Coffee and Code, Karmaloop, Photokat

Saturday, December 5, 2009

Current obsessions!

Dear Santa,

It's now December. That means it will soon be time for Christmas, and even though I'm technically a Muslim, you should bring me these lovely/hilariously fugly/however I still love them gifts anyway:

I promise I'm not a terrorist. Please bring me free things, not coal. Unless it's coal ... that's already been turned into a diamond. You get my drift?

Yearningly,

- Me.

+ Photos courtesy of ShopBop, Revolve Clothing, Urban Outfitters

In bizarre outfit news ...

I didn't really like Rihanna's new album, "Rated R" - it's not that I'm going to blame her for being angry and frustrated about what happened to her with Chris Brown, but the album is full of overblown self-confidence that's basically really annoying. However, her music videos have continued being hilarious, mainly because she wears a pirate eye-patch in the one for "Wait is Over" ...



... and will apparently be wearing these get-ups in the one for "Hard" ...



Not bad, I don't think. Not as great as Lady Gaga or anything -


- but Riri's getting there.

+ Photos courtesy of The Superficial, PopSugar

Friday, December 4, 2009

Dee-lishis.

Dear Christina Hendricks,

Hate the gloves. Love the boobs.


Extra-adoringly,

- Me.

+ Photo courtesy of Dlisted

How much do you think Kel weeps over his career?

Also, I keep watching this. I'm not sure why, because it's not THAT hilarious? But it's funny enough for a couple of viewings and I'm bored at work.



Plus, this week's SNL is hosted by Blake Lively, with performances from Rihanna. Given Rihanna's penchant for wearing things like this ...


... and this ...


... I'm down for watching and hoping for some Janet Jackson-like waldrobe malfunctions.

I will not, however, be tuning into Chris Brown's interview on "20/20" tonight. Honestly, I just don't give a fuck about what he has to say anymore - he's done so much damage-control that I'd rather people just refuse to interview him any longer. Like, I can understand journalistic integrity and objectivity and wanting to give everyone a chance to tell their side of the story, but like, shit. Just let it go! At this point, we're just going to drag the damn story out forever.

/End rant.

+ Photos courtesy of OMG! Yahoo

Iranians, we love to be in love.

The Washington Post has been doing this weekly series where they write about unlikely love stories and local weddings, and like a sappy romantic, I of course read them every time they run. And this time, I was pleasantly surprised to find that this week's installment is about two Iranians falling in love and giving it a go with a third marriage.

Yay, compulsive romantics! That's basically my people in a nutshell - we got Rumi and Hafez, we're set. Well, we may also be defined by that whole Islam thing. Oh, and the douche-y government. Just ignore the last part, I guess.

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Some newz, some thangz.

So because I've spent four hours so far at work today doing absolutely nothing, it's time for a daily news round-up. Mainly so I don't get bored enough to start playing with fire or something.

1. Iran moves to ban allowing women to wear make-up during television broadcasts. You know, cuz lipgloss is really what's holding Iran back from worldwide domination. Ugh, religion is the WORST. Way to make me embarrassed for my country, clerics.

2. Grammy nods are out: Beyonce has 10 nominations ...

P.S. Though I am using this picture from "Video Phone," I find the "Reservoir Dogs"-referencing intro offensive to people that actually like "Reservoir Dogs." That is all.

... Taylor Swift has eight, some other people have some other ones. I just really don't care about the Grammys anymore - does anyone? They seem like the latest awards show in terms of recognizing what's hip/trendy/being listened to, and if you look at the full nominee list, you'll see what I'm talking about. Basically, YAWN.

3. The Washington Post wrote this feature about this British artist, Willard Wigan, who makes sculptures so tiny they can fit in the eye of a needle - like, literally.


Probably one of the most interesting arts stories I've read in a while, AND, the pictures are pretty. That's essentially all the mental stimulation I need.

4. ABC nixes yet another performance from the hip-thrustingly-gay Adam Lambert in fears that he'll recreate the male-orgy that was his performance at the American Music Awards recently. Is this really necessary? ABC is the same channel that showed "The Drew Carey Show" for years on end. I'm pretty sure Carey's COMPLETE UNFUNINESS is way more offensive to people than some homoeroticism. Or maybe I'm just underestimating the bigotry in America. Whichever.

5. Kristin from "The Hills" admits that her maybe-relationship with Justin Bobby wasn't "romantic."


How is that even possible? He drove to Las Vegas for her! Oh contrived reality television shows. You make me happy.

+ Photos courtesy of Blogspot, Wordpress, MTV

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Absurdity, feathers, hot mess.

I don't even need to say a damn thing. Just look at this shit and laugh.

After all, it's what I did.

+ Photo courtesy of Forever 21

Slutting it up, now with media commentary.

So I normally read Ed2010, this website that gives out advice about getting into the magazine business and often posts WhisperJobs or other notices of job openings in the industry, and though I've never applied to anything through the website, it's still interesting to look at once in a while to see what's open out there. And every so often, Ed2010 staffers write little how-to pieces on how to start freelancing, better your resume and - most recently - "What You Gain from Losing Your Job."

What gems did I learn from this piece? That you can travel and volunteer after losing your job, yay! I don't mean to sound harsh - being unemployed right now would certainly fucking suck - but I kind of hate "stories" like this, which give out this falsely hopeful advice. Losing your job would suck a dick. No amount of helping others would make that suckiness stop sucking. Maybe I'm a heartless bitch, but hey, it is what it is.

In other news, my old standby for what to do if I lose my job is still turning tricks. Plus, since Nasty Gal Vintage just added a crapload of new clothes, I got a new outfit all picked out. Lo and behold:

Oh yeah. If Miley Cyrus can get away with dressing up like Julia Roberts from "Pretty Woman" for her 17th birthday, then I'm sure I can make a life out of it.

+ Photos courtesy of Nasty Gal Vintage

Remember that Fall Out Boy lyric about how they had "such good fashion sense" ... really?

All I can think of when I look at this picture, which was taken after Ashlee Simpson's debut in "Chicago" on Broadway, is, "Morticia and Gomez go emo."


Poor Addams family. To be mimicked in such a way is strongly disrespectful, no? Wednesday would have never stood for this shit.

+ Photo courtesy of OMG! Yahoo

Uhh, pass.

I'm normally pretty down with stupid jewelry - give me studded bracelets, gaudy doorknocker earrings and two-finger rings, and I'm down. In fact, you can go ahead and guess that I own all those things, and you'd be correct. Hold your judgments, thx.

But I find something inherently unsettling about the new line jewelry designer Delfina Delettrez put together for Opening Ceremony - I don't know if it's the creepy anatomical designs or the staggering prices, yet either way, I'm a little skeeved.

All the way until next September? Really?

Dear Kurt Sutter,

The season finale of "Sons of Anarchy" fucked up my life and broke my heart. Thanks a lot. Now I'm supposed to wait a year for more episodes of this crack-like TV substance? Awesome.

I fully plan on using this picture of Charlie Hunnam to dull my pain.


Oh, and this one when I'm feeling frisky.


Thanks for the casting choices (especially if you bring back more of Kenny Johnson),

Lovingly but resentfully,

- Me.

+ Photos courtesy of Yahoo! TV, TV Guide

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

I feel like Katy Perry has all this shit in her closet.

I feel like every time I log on to Topshop's website just to look around, I end up stumbling across shoes that are so inexplicably awful yet hauntingly memorable that I get these righteously fashion-obsessed headaches.



Plus, accessories like this faux-rhinestone-encrusted headband aren't helping.

Or, maybe that raging migraine has more to do with the three hours of sleep I got last night than Topshop's design prowess. Who knows? Anything's possible.

And now I'm watching "Rosemary's Baby" instead of going to bed. Fuck, I'm retarded.

+ Photos courtesy of Topshop USA