Here comes the song, I love it so much.
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I watched Dexter season two yesterday and I like that show a lot but I had to laugh at one thing--man, that is quite a display you've got there. Especially since it looks like your carrier is Boost Mobile.
Saturday, I finished watching The Mist and Ebert was right, it is a competent if fairly by-the-book Horrible Things Pouncing on People Movie. But that ending! [Please note that that link is to a spoiler of the ending.] The movie was taking forever and I was wondering how much longer I had left so I looked up the summary on The Movie Spoiler, which has only the ending. However, after I got a load of that, I turned it off. How depressing. Like I told
kaytethinks in chat that night, nothing was beautiful and everything hurt.
Of course, the ironic thing is, after I turned it off I put on An American Crime, which is nothing if not depressing. It was well-made, it was hard to watch, and I never want to see it again.
Moving on from that cheery topic, I've been looking over the Fashion Rocks supplement that came with the new Glamour and it's really good. Lots of beautiful photos and interesting features that are making my urge to create twitch.
I love the photoshoot with Dhani Harrison and Sasha LastnameI'llneverspellcorrectlyfrommemory. Oh, Pivovarova. And here it is, by the way. A return to bohemian luxe? Like I ever left!
Well, okay--I did during that period where I gained weight for no reason in particular and I refused to buy new clothes so I lived mainly in palazzo pants and t-shirts. But that is over now and I look forward to going back to my regular clothes. Er, those that survived my recent rifling-through for items to donate. (And as that picture shows, just because I smallerized doesn't mean I'm going to give up my palazzo pants. They're comfy! Although I should get a new new pair since I can't walk across a parking lot without feeling like they're going to drop to my knees.)
Also in the issue that I've enjoyed so far (not done yet) is the essay by Joan Jett on the evolution of her style. I particularly enjoyed this jawdropping tidbit: ...in 1979, I formed the Blackhearts and we relocated to New York...But 23 labels turned us down when I sent them four songs: "I Love Rock 'n' Roll," "Crimson and Clover," "Do You Wanna Touch Me (Oh Yeah)," and "Bad Reputation." !!!
And another thing: I'm sure that some people probably felt really old when that now iconic Vogue grunge spread came out. (It was December 1992. I believe Lucie de la Falaise was on the cover...which is kind of funny because she's married to Marlon Richards, whom I'll bet is the child of Anita Pallenberg Dhani's referring to in "Here Comes the Son." Anywho, some day I will gather my grandchildren at my feet and tell them the grand tale of eyebrowless models and bald models with dragon tattoos on their heads and how Marc Jacobs was visionary insane.) Well, I think I know what that feels like, having gotten a gander at the "emo" fashion spread. Oh, you kids today with your dungarees and your hula hoops and your (now flatlined) black parades.
All subcultures speak in code; grunge is no exception. Megan Jasper, a 25-year-old sales representative at Caroline Records in Seattle, provided this lexicon of grunge speak, coming soon to a high school or mall near you:
WACK SLACKS: Old ripped jeans
FUZZ: Heavy wool sweaters
PLATS: Platform shoes
KICKERS: Heavy boots
SWINGIN' ON THE FLIPPITY-FLOP: Hanging out
BOUND-AND-HAGGED: Staying home on Friday or Saturday night
SCORE: Great
HARSH REALM: Bummer
COB NOBBLER: Loser
DISH: Desirable guy
BLOATED, BIG BAG OF BLOATATION: Drunk
LAMESTAIN: Uncool person
TOM-TOM CLUB: Uncool outsiders
ROCK ON: A happy goodbye*
Oh and while I'm on the subject of nostalgic freakouts, will someone please see fit to release House of Style on DVD or at least, upload some more to yt?
Juliana Hatfield--Nirvana
Nirvana--You Know You're Right
Rockabye Baby! (Lullaby Renditions)--Here Comes the Sun
My Chemical Romance--Teenagers
Now, rock on, y'all. I've got some new family photos scanned that I just need to crop and those should be up in a little bit.
Saturday, I finished watching The Mist and Ebert was right, it is a competent if fairly by-the-book Horrible Things Pouncing on People Movie. But that ending! [Please note that that link is to a spoiler of the ending.] The movie was taking forever and I was wondering how much longer I had left so I looked up the summary on The Movie Spoiler, which has only the ending. However, after I got a load of that, I turned it off. How depressing. Like I told
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Of course, the ironic thing is, after I turned it off I put on An American Crime, which is nothing if not depressing. It was well-made, it was hard to watch, and I never want to see it again.
Moving on from that cheery topic, I've been looking over the Fashion Rocks supplement that came with the new Glamour and it's really good. Lots of beautiful photos and interesting features that are making my urge to create twitch.
I love the photoshoot with Dhani Harrison and Sasha LastnameI'llneverspellcorrectlyfrommemory. Oh, Pivovarova. And here it is, by the way. A return to bohemian luxe? Like I ever left!
Well, okay--I did during that period where I gained weight for no reason in particular and I refused to buy new clothes so I lived mainly in palazzo pants and t-shirts. But that is over now and I look forward to going back to my regular clothes. Er, those that survived my recent rifling-through for items to donate. (And as that picture shows, just because I smallerized doesn't mean I'm going to give up my palazzo pants. They're comfy! Although I should get a new new pair since I can't walk across a parking lot without feeling like they're going to drop to my knees.)
Also in the issue that I've enjoyed so far (not done yet) is the essay by Joan Jett on the evolution of her style. I particularly enjoyed this jawdropping tidbit: ...in 1979, I formed the Blackhearts and we relocated to New York...But 23 labels turned us down when I sent them four songs: "I Love Rock 'n' Roll," "Crimson and Clover," "Do You Wanna Touch Me (Oh Yeah)," and "Bad Reputation." !!!
And another thing: I'm sure that some people probably felt really old when that now iconic Vogue grunge spread came out. (It was December 1992. I believe Lucie de la Falaise was on the cover...which is kind of funny because she's married to Marlon Richards, whom I'll bet is the child of Anita Pallenberg Dhani's referring to in "Here Comes the Son." Anywho, some day I will gather my grandchildren at my feet and tell them the grand tale of eyebrowless models and bald models with dragon tattoos on their heads and how Marc Jacobs was visionary insane.) Well, I think I know what that feels like, having gotten a gander at the "emo" fashion spread. Oh, you kids today with your dungarees and your hula hoops and your (now flatlined) black parades.
All subcultures speak in code; grunge is no exception. Megan Jasper, a 25-year-old sales representative at Caroline Records in Seattle, provided this lexicon of grunge speak, coming soon to a high school or mall near you:
WACK SLACKS: Old ripped jeans
FUZZ: Heavy wool sweaters
PLATS: Platform shoes
KICKERS: Heavy boots
SWINGIN' ON THE FLIPPITY-FLOP: Hanging out
BOUND-AND-HAGGED: Staying home on Friday or Saturday night
SCORE: Great
HARSH REALM: Bummer
COB NOBBLER: Loser
DISH: Desirable guy
BLOATED, BIG BAG OF BLOATATION: Drunk
LAMESTAIN: Uncool person
TOM-TOM CLUB: Uncool outsiders
ROCK ON: A happy goodbye*
Oh and while I'm on the subject of nostalgic freakouts, will someone please see fit to release House of Style on DVD or at least, upload some more to yt?
Juliana Hatfield--Nirvana
Nirvana--You Know You're Right
Rockabye Baby! (Lullaby Renditions)--Here Comes the Sun
My Chemical Romance--Teenagers
Now, rock on, y'all. I've got some new family photos scanned that I just need to crop and those should be up in a little bit.
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Date: 2008-08-19 08:40 pm (UTC)Hell yeah! I want both the Cindy Crawford and Todd Oldham eras.
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