January 31, 2008
I just bought a Pepsi.
January 22, 2008
Good afternoon, Upper East Siders... or, er, people who spend their free time procrastinating on the
New York Daily News's Gatecrasher column. There's
Gossip Girl related spoiler information after the XXL picture of the prettiest of pretties, Ms. Leighton Meester, who, in fact, I DO have a girl-crush on, yup get over it:
Bitch in ChanelAnyway, so, the news? UPDATE: DO NOT READ ON IF YOU DON'T WANT TO BE SPOILED. My coworker is very upset with me. Our blogging program doesn't have a "cut" or "jump" feature so this will have to do.
Turns out, at least, according to inside sources traumatized by the writer's strike, nobody knows how or when to make the big Who Is Gossip Girl reveal that you figured had to happen by the end of the first season.
Aparrently,
Gossip Girl is none other than Serena's bro, Eric van der Woodsen!
Okay, so here's where things get sticky. First off, how the fug was Eric blogging about Serena's return to NYC when he was locked up in a psychiatric ward? And furthermore, how could Eric have the cajones to blog about Serena's fake baby, which actually wasn't her baby after all, but might be Blair's? That's just nasty. And sort of delicious. The writer's strike needs to end NOW. Please. Just like... buy each other coffee and talk about it, mmkuh?
January 17, 2008
I'm writing a little missive about the Spice Girls for the fishwrap,
and just watched this fucking incredible musical video of Mel C's
"Never Be the Same Again," which features TLC's Left Eye around the
2-minute mark. They are my heroines of the day.
Here are some things I would like to discuss about why I heart
them both insane amounts:
1. Look at how organic and natural Mel
is on the treadmill. It's awesome. I bet Moby wishes he could
look like this when he runs, if he ever runs. I know I wish I could
look like this when I run. Note: I look NOTHING like this when I run,
and I certainly don't own any weird-but-somehow-she-pulls-them-off
white workout pants. I will be searching through the Old Navy sale rack
for a pair of these pants tomorrow, of that, I can assure you.
2. I
absolutely can't stop rewinding to the mid-point where Mel and Lisa are
all "Hey, dig our zen yoga poses while we rap and vibe with you about
our pop music dreams." I mean what! Stupendous! Lisa's voice is just so beautiful. She was a beautiful lady, too. Sigh. Sad.
3. Mel C pulls a serious David Blaine with the slow-jumping-floating move. Did he l
earn it from her? I know he didn't but sometimes, the mind, it just boggles.
4.
Even with the not-so-flattering haircut, there is no doubt that Mel is
the hottest Spice with the heart and talent. She definitely is now, what with the Feist-y fringe
cut and the big green eyes. And that makes
me feel so good because, you know secretly they probably always wanted her to be
the outcast in the trackpants and the boy-boxers. She showed them all! It
also helps that she is, and always was, the best vocalist in the group.
And her solo career proves it! Looking good, shining on.
5. Two words: GOLD TOOTH. You saw it glinting there just as well as I did. Seriously, Mel is owning the moment
like no other.
Then and Now:
January 17, 2008
Srsly????????????????????!
January 15, 2008
The J-Timberlake/sophisticated emo boy transformation has begun! He's even growing out the eyebrows, good egg. What a tiny waist he has -- so accentuated by the skinny-black-belt-and-skinny-tie combo! 'Tis a glorious thing. And that perfectly mused, greasy bed-head, that anxious look of "Dude, I'm about to write a really bad, really painful song that I can use to make self-depricating remarks about myself on the talk-show circuit, or maybe go drive around and buy Chinese food and eat it all by myself, or, like, skip working out and lie on the ground in a park with Neutral Milk Hotel playing on my iPhone, because I can." Right?! I know. I
know!
Vanessa Anne Hudgens, I hope you realize that the girls who listen to AFI are going to start lusting after your man harder than the ones who are clamoring for tickets to Disney World. Watch it happen.
