Sunday, January 31, 2010
In the book Lena is REALLY beautiful, but she's extremely quiet and private, and she's very mistrustful of guys because they're always trying to get in her pants. So when she goes to Greece to visit family, she almost misses out on a nice guy because of her suspicions.
But in the movie they make the romance (rather than her inner struggle) more prominent, and the obstacle to their romance is that he's a Bad Boy and her family doesn't want her to date him. Which is completely opposite from the book (where everyone loves him.)
From a movie point of view I don't really blame them for the change--I guess it's more Dramatic! and it gives the movie a strong romance storyline. But they do lose the complexity of the character, and of being a really pretty girl.
(I watched Sisterhood 2, but haven't read the other books so I can't review it. It's a good romance movie though!)
Thursday, January 28, 2010
My dad mentioned Rush's song "Subdivisions" on my comments recently. Not being a Rush fan (other than "Take Off to the Great White North") I'd never listened to the lyrics. So I have two reactions.
First -- great song and I'm sure it's provided comfort to many a teenager over the past couple decades.
Second -- I always have sort of mixed feelings when people express disdain for the suburbs. [The following is not a critique of the Rush song.] I dislike the way some people judge suburb dwellers, as though they're all the same. As though living in a certain type of neighborhood turns you into a zombie. As if originality, creativity and authenticity only exist in cities. It's just another way of stereotyping, and shows that those doing the judging are as into conformity as the people they're dissing. They just have their own idea of what we all should conform to.
Sprawling on the fringes of the city
In geometric order
An insulated border
In between the bright lights
And the far unlit unknown
Growing up it all seems so one-sided
Opinions all provided
The future pre-decided
Detached and subdivided
In the mass production zone
Nowhere is the dreamer or the misfit so alone
In the high school halls
In the shopping malls
Conform or be cast out
In the basement bars
In the backs of cars
Be cool or be cast out
Any escape might help to smooth the unattractive truth
But the suburbs have no charms to soothe the restless dreams of youth
Drawn like moths we drift into the city
The timeless old attraction
Cruising for the action
Lit up like a firefly
Just to feel the living night
Some will sell their dreams for small desires
Or lose the race to rats
Get caught in ticking traps
And start to dream of somewhere
To relax their restless flight
Somewhere out of a memory of lighted streets on quiet nights...
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
In case anyone gets the wrong impression from this blog that I'm against makeup, fashion etc. I should share with you the fact that:
- if there were no starving peoples in the world (that is, if I felt guilt-free about spending wild amounts of money on clothes)
...I would dress like a drag queen. And on my casual days, like Prince. When I was in high school I LOVED these ads from Shiseido and Revlon. That's exactly how I would have loved to dress every day for school.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Why all this bullying in high school anyway? A genetically wired fear of The Other that hasn't yet been reigned in??
Monday, January 25, 2010
I need Prince's "Let's Go Crazy" to come on every time I'm about to do something nerve-wracking, or every time I feel awkward.There must be other things besides music that help people feel Like Themselves--like a speed dial to your soul. ;-) An awesome movie scene maybe? A famous speech? A passage from a favourite book? Something that brings out your heavy metal horns and gets you "noddin' your head like Yeah."
I hopped off the plane at LAX
With the dream, my cardigan
Welcome to the land of fame excess
Am I gonna fit in?
Jumped in the cab
Here I am for the first time
Looked to my right and i see the Hollywood sign
This is all so crazy
Everybody seems so famous
My tummy's turnin' and i'm feelin' kind of homesick
Too much pressure and I'm nervous
That's when the taxi man turned on the radio
And a Jay-Z song was on
and the the Jay-Z was on
So I put my hands up
They're playin' My Song
The butterflies fly away
Noddin' my head like yeah
Movin' my hips like yeah
I got my hands up
They're playin' my song
I know I'm gonna be ok
Yeah It's a party in the USA
Yeah It's a party in the USA
Sunday, January 24, 2010
As long as the lump over the eye and the hunched back are there--and maybe some messed up walking, cause his limbs were poopy--then he's alright.
I took mild exception to the Disney version cause they sort of unsexed the poor guy. He's like a big ole huggable stuffy. If they were going to change the story as much as they did, why not give him Esmeralda and send a Nice Message to the Kiddies?
But I hear that in part 2 they gave him a girlfriend and some snogging action.
The screen adaptations I always dislike from this story are of Esmeralda. She does one nice thing in the book, and the rest of the time she's an airhead and a bitch, and very superficial. She's in love with the captain of the guard who's a dick, and even when she learns he's a dick, she still loves him cause he's hot.
As far as reformed Esme's go, I guess I'd pick the cartoon one. She's feisty and smart. I like her "God Help the Outcasts" song.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
I just noticed that the 4 women's magazines I bought in December have blonds on the covers.
And according to one study they expect to get their way:
The study [...] examined links between confidence and aggression, involved 156 female undergraduates. It showed that blondes were more likely to be treated better than other women and were more willing to “go to war”. ...
The research did confirm one theory: when male students were asked to rate the attractiveness of their female counterparts, blondes gained the highest scores.
Sell suspects that blondes exist in a “bubble” where they have been treated better than other people for so long they do not realise that men, in particular, are more deferential towards them than other women. “They may not even realise they are treated like a princess,” Sell said.
His research indicated that the more “special” people feel, judged by physical strength for men and looks for women, the more likely they are to get angry to reach social goals.
Article from the Times Online.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
but not on your face"
Saw this ad in December 2009's In Style magazine. Apparently the lines around your mouth when you smile are not natural.
on yo face.
Nothing says OLD like the lines you've had on your face since you were born. How can these kids leave the house every day??
Her latest repaint is so gorgeous, I had to share it.
Her web site: Bijou Doll by France
Monday, January 18, 2010
A talk show host this week was talking about schools with dress codes that don't allow boys to have long hair.
It kind of blows my mind that people still have rules about boys and long hair. It's so crazy. Bad enough that people imbue their children with all this blue vs pink garbage... but long hair? WHO CARES? Weird weird weird.
Is it homophobic? Or is the fear more about rebellion--only rock stars have long hair? Probably a bit of both. Here are some details from one Texas school:
Hairstyles "designed to attract attention to the individual or to disrupt the orderly conduct of the classroom or campus (are) not permitted," the policy states. ...On its Web site, the district defends its code, saying "students who dress and groom themselves neatly, and in an acceptable and appropriate manner, are more likely to become constructive members of the society in which we live." (Yahoo News)And this is an issue not limited to White People. Racialicious just had an article on it:
I’m often fascinated by the attempted control of people through their hair ...and how this control is often dressed in the language of “growing up” or “being professional.”Extra Reading: Here's a great little article about a woman whose son has long hair, doesn't mind that people mistake him for a girl, and he also loves hot pink. And when his friend told him pink is a girl's colour, he just told him that was silly.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Friday, January 15, 2010
And check out this link showing previews from V Magazine's upcoming "Size Issue."
“It’s simply bizarre that ‘normal’ is the new overweight,” [plus size model Crystal Renn] wrote. “We’ve seen that super-skinny women can be as unhappy as the fattest fat girl. We know how awful it is to obsess about every calorie. We’ve just opted not to make ourselves crazy.”
THE rub is that many plus-size models complain that their images are often retouched as routinely as celebrity covers — only to make them look bigger. ...
“Because I am a plus-size model, they like to make an example,” she said. “They see a roll, and they say, ‘Ooh, a roll!’ And they focus on it.”
In her book, she describes this as the fetishization of fat. “When designers and editors choose one fat girl to salivate over, and revel in her avoirdupois, I’m not sure how much it advances the cause of using girls of all sizes in a magazine,” she wrote. What she would like to see, in the interest of fairness, is those photographers and magazines making a point of not showing an image of a model whose ribs are showing.
“I’m fighting for something,” Ms. Renn said. “I believe fashion can be a place of diversity. It’s not going to happen overnight, but do you want it to?” (New York Times "The Triumph of the Size 12s.")
Passing fad? Or are things really changing?
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
But since this blog is about beauty, here are some paintings by Haitian artists. And a couple of songs.
Wyclef Jean's cover of "Wish You Were Here." (Wyclef lived in Haiti til he was 13.)
And Josephine Baker singing: Haiti.
Monday, January 11, 2010
In the 80s the teen section in the bookstore consisted of Judy Blume, Sweet Valley High and one romantic series--can't remember the name now. In the 90s they added all those death books by Lurlene McDaniels. This is because my generation was tiny, they didn't need to make books for us. But with the "echo" generation they've finally discovered writing-for-teens, and what once took up one 4 foot section of shelf space, now takes up about 20.
Louise Rennison was one of the first hits (first book: 1999). I always noticed her books cause they had great titles like: Angus, Thongs and Full Frontal Snogging; and Knocked Out by My Nunga-nungas. It's a fictional series of diaries (like Bridget Jones) by an insane 15 year old. I have yet to find anything as funny in the teen section; and she is up there with PG Wodehouse for me.
Relevance to this blog:
So besides the fact that the heroine of the series has a big nose, and she's full of ego and self-confidence, I also like her boy storyline. Throughout the series she is chasing after two gorgeous guys: the Sex God, and the Luuuurve God. Neither of them is as crazy as she is, and she's always afraid of being too silly or immature around them so mostly she says nothing, and they just snog a lot. And they're a bit dull.
Meanwhile she's friends with Dave the Laugh, who isn't quite as gorgeous (though he is "quite fit") but who's actually funny and she has a good time with him and she can be herself. And after ten books they finally get together.
In other words, there's a nice subtle undertone message of: A sex god is all well and fine, but find a guy you can actually be yourself with.
But with no moralizing. She treats her audience with Maturosity, and respects them enough to know that they'll get it.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Since I'm on the last book of the Angus, Thongs and Full-frontal Snogging books, I'll begin with Georgia Nicolson. In the books she's pretty, but it's a fact that she has a big nose. Other people comment on it. She also has ample nunga-nungas (breasts) so it's good they didn't choose someone overly thin. Georgia Groome also possesses the character's sassiness-sparkle.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
"Why are you trying so hard to fit in when you were born to stand out?"
Very nice. And when I googled it, I was led to this page:
Never ever thought she was anybody.
Thought she should be pretty like ''her'' or skinny
like ''that girl''' but never accepted her true beauty.
It wasn't until she heard of the saying ''Why try so hard to fit in when you were born to stand out'' before she realized she was diferent and that was ok.
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
There's a story all over the web about the dating site BeautifulPeople.com (where only people rated as beautiful can be members) kicking 5000 members off for gaining weight over the holidays.
But I lurv this site, and all you singletons out there owe the creators of this site a big bear hug. By luring away the "Oh God PLEASE rate me as beautiful! sob sob" people from the dating pool, they've decreased your chance of running into someone "really really ridiculously good looking" with the mental weight of Zoolander, or the moral gravitas of Mugatu. Yeah baby!
Now when will AbsoluteUggos.com become a reality?
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
I think this would have been funny if they'd just taken the singers of the song and done the "têtes à claque" effect on them. But by using large women, dressed skimpy, I feel like the video is somehow pointing to large women as grotesque. Here are some of the youtube comments:
"they're fat and horryfing"
"If there was a knife nearby I'd end my life just to make it stop..."
"Her arm pits are reeally hariy, and who would wanna party with those ugly fat assed greesers."
"so uh.... would anybody else bang those weird looking chunky chicks?"
But I gather this is typical of this director's style--he's also a comedian so... maybe it's just nnnot my sense of humour.
There's another video for the song:
[If these videos get taken down, try here.]
Monday, January 4, 2010
1. the pic looks just plain anatomically incorrect
2. the Korean version of W shows her with thigh intact
It's such a non-issue... the only reasons I can think of for threatening litigation is...
Check out the photo comparison on Boing Boing.
Sunday, January 3, 2010
I was going to post this for Jan 1, but decided it would be a rather negative start to the year!
I think this is one of the best songs Janet Jackson has written, from a 90s album The Velvet Rope. It's about a man being all "hey baby marry me" romantic, and his girlfriend screwing up the courage to finally confront him for abusing her.
What about the times you lied to me
What about the times you said no one would want me
What about all the shit you've done to me
What about that
What about that
What about the times you yelled at me
What about the times I cried
You wouldn't even hold me
What about those things
What about that
What about that
What about the times you hit my face
What about the times you kept on when I said
No more please
What about those things
What about that
What about that oh
What about the times you shamed me
What about the times when you said you didn't fuck
She only gave you head
What about that
What about that
Saturday, January 2, 2010
Do you have any old faves? Mr brother favors Lower Case N. My friend Swiss Girl can probably still sing Captain Vegetable (I know I can--she taught me in high school.) I love the Alligator King. (Who are these people on youtube giving thumbs down to these songs??)