To the ladies, gents and gingers who read my blog, I’ve come to a conclusion:
I’m not fashion-forward, I’m not a fashionista, nor am I up-to-date on style icons or the glamour of city fashion shows. I’m a geek wearing $2.50 sunglasses from Forever 21, two-year-old Payless shoe flats that are barely usable, and a gray-striped shirt I think I bought freshmen year. I think the only fashion-esque piece of clothing i’m wearing is Seven Jeans, and that’s only because I bought them for like $20 bucks in Vegas.
So what does that mean, you’re probably wondering. Well, if I’m so grundgy and not caring about fashion, I certainly shouldn’t write about it.
Case-in-point: I’m taking down the “for your skin” section of the site, since I don’t give a crap about clothes, plus I barely wear makeup/wash my face with acne stopping ingredients. You might shudder a little bit, which is fine, but it mainly stems from laziness.
To replace “for your skin”: A new section, I’m calling “Mel’s Minute of Fame.”
I want to get to know every single person out there that gives a crap about anything. I’m interested in people, in features, and just how people think in general.
With my handy-dandy flip-cam, I will be focusing on a person (hopefully) every single week.
And that means YOU, crazies.
Be on the lookout for me, cause no one can hide. But actually you can, cause i’m not a creeper or anything.
I’m streaming the new Usher album, Raymond vs. Raymond that dropped March 30th.
Gist: After news of his divorce to wife Tameka Foster (you’ve guys heard “Papers”), I feel like Usher uses his fifth album to once again holler at hot, young chicks. (Shocker.) It’s obvious when you hear “Lil Freak” ft. Nicki Minaj, “OMG” ft. Will.I.Am., and “So Many Girls” ft. Diddy.
I expect Usher to churn out new beats, well at least catchy beats. And I feel like all of the songs off this album, with the exception of “She Don’t Know” ft. Ludacris (cause I love Luda) and “Guilty” (sounds Ace of Base-esque), lacks the freshness we all heard in both My Way and Confessions.
And even though “Foolin Around” is probably one of the better tracks on the album, it ultimately sounds like “Confessions Part II,” only not as good.
WTF: I don’t think I can take him seriously anymore after hearing the lyrics “Daddy’s home, it’s time to play” on the track, appropriately titled “Hey Daddy (Daddy’s Home).” Way to throw originality out the window there, Usher.
Maybe some tracks off this album will make it onto ABDC if they dedicate another episode to him. Probably not.
Overall: While I thought Here I Stand was a yawner… again, I’m not impressed. And no Usher, I disagree with your theory on “Monstar.” There are only two sides to a story, not three. There’s only the lies and the truth. That’s all.
Ever since I was a wee little gal, I’ve stashed Sweet Valley books in my library collection; I was always on Team Elizabeth, thinking Jessica was quite the B.
Even though my reading level has slightly grown since then, [I still keep Wayside School books with me], I died a little bit inside when I heard Diablo Cody (Juno, Jennifer’s Body)was writing a screen play for the upcoming movie, Sweet Valley High.
After they already butchered Nancy Drew’s image with Emma Roberts casted as my favorite teen sleuth, I’m hoping the casting for Sweet Valley High won’t be too regretful. I’m a fan of the 1994 “Sweet Valley High” show though.
Inspired by The Frenzy.com, I’ve decided to cast Sweet Valley High:
1. Jessica and Elizabeth Wakefield. The main characters of the series, and identical twins. One is a bitch, the other is a saint. Hayden Panettiere? I know, it may be weak sauce. But give me a blonde actress in her under 25 who dominates the screen. And don’t say Dakota. Thanks.
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2. Todd Wilkins. Elizabeth’s on-again-off-again boyfriend. Chace Crawford. An easy pick, and not because of his looks, but because he will forever play a dude in high school.
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3. Lila Flower. Jessica’s rival/best-friend. Who better than Leighton Meester? I mean, she already nailed playing the rich bitch so well in GG. Second runner-up would be Nina Debrov. She’s so saucy.
Leighton and Nina
4. Enid Rollins. Elizabeth’s bff. Probably a girl-next-door type, like Lizzie herself. Brenda Song. Yeah, she’s pretty much the yappy, Disney tween that you want to slap (among others…). But she has some comedic/acting potential. Maybe.
A lot has been stirring in this ole brain of mine. Thoughts surrounding a cornucopia(?) of issues, including:
1. The Healthcare reform bill. DUN dun DUN. I’m sure some people are sick of hearing coverage on this historic event. Well tough cookie, kids… this is important. Why you say? Here are a few reasons:
Health insurance is not mandatory. And yes, unless you hit poverish levels, you will have to pay a fine if you do not get health insurance.
We can ride on the coat tails of our parents!Children can use their parent’s health care benefits until they’re 26. Yipee!
Student loans may take less time to pay off. With an amendment that was tucked into the bill, a $60 billion program that supports private student loans and federal subsidies will be replaced with straight government lending. According to the Congressional Budget Office, it’s supposed to save $61 billion over a span of 10 years.
Abortions will not be funded by the government. Just to set the record straight, rightys.
AND
I hope all of you are following the Constance McMillen lesbian prom ridiculousness.
Basically McMillen wanted to go to her prom with her girlfriend at her uber-conservative high school in Mississippi. And when she asked permission, officials sent out a memo saying that prom dates must be of the opposite sex. When the American Civil Liberties Union tried to intervene, the high school canceled prom.
And just recently, a U.S. district judge said that the high school’s actions were violating McMillen’s civil rights. [Hell yeah!] But would not force the high school to hold prom. [Lame.]
Well readers, this is my blog and I will be biased this time. I support McMillen 100% and I hope that there will be some progress with society during the outcome of this fiasco. And I hope that McMillen’s prom night isn’t half as shitty as mine was. (Oh, it still scars me til this day.)
This was my fourth time visiting the Big Apple, but this time my friends and I definitely jammed so much into four days. Yes, we did all the touristy treks, but we also crammed in some authentic New Yorker-like activities. Like sitting on paint-peeling stoops and ordering cheap, Chinese take-out.
But I also learned some tidbits about New York after all our crazed ventures:
Where we stayed: Hancock St., Brooklyn
1. Brooklyn isn’t that scary at night. Since we’re a bunch of broke college students, there wasn’t any room to splurge on chic hotel rooms in Manhattan. So we all stayed in this awesome apartment (via HomeAway.com) in Brooklyn, a few blocks away from the subway. I’m not gonna lie,I thought it looked a bit rough at first, with some shady characters walking around at night and some run-down stores. Then my boyfriend pointed out a Jaguar parked on the side of the street. “See, if they feel safe enough to park their car there at night, we should be fine.” And yes, we came back home at like 2am some nights, mug-free.
2. Getting harassed by a probable crack-whore is a bit enlightening. We were on the E train when some lady with barely any teeth and almost no hair on her head, pointed at us as she walked off and said, “You all look cheap, you look like Payless! Your iPods are worth more than what you’re wearing!” After she left, we just looked at each other and laughed. Thanks for the style-check, meth head.
3. “My Girlfriend’s Boyfriend” by Her Space Holiday is an incredibly addictive song. We all watched the newly on Broadway play, Next Fall, and the closing song was this jeweled tune. And whatdoyaknow, Her Space Holiday is from Austin!
View from the Empire State building.
4. Walking up the Empire State Building steps will leave you winded. Well, at least I was afterwards! It was actually only 155 steps but damn, I need to work out. Of course, the view was amazing. [And the top of the tower was all lit up green for St. Patty’s Day!]
5. It doesn’t hurt to have a map. Not going to lie, we got lost a whole bunch of times. And at first we all didn’t want to expose our true tourist colors, but when we finally realized we had walked about 8 blocks without knowing where we were going, we gave in. And this subway trip-planning site was sooo helpful.
6. If you’re a legit New Yorker, wear dark colors. Seriously, I feel like the majority of people I saw were all wearing long-sleeved, dark clothes. Either black, gray or dark blue. My bright pink shirt made me stick out.
Lady Lib = Liam Neeson
7. Lady Liberty is a man-man, baby. I didn’t notice it until a friend said that The Statue of Liberty has such manly arms. Then I realized she definitely resembles Liam Neeson. Weird.
Show we saw: check out that height!
8. Free street shows are the shit. We watched these city acrobat street performers after getting back from Ellis Island and they were amazing [and I donated $1]. And also the subway singers had some of the best voices i’ve heard in awhile.
9. It’s hard to be in NYC and under 21. Since none of us were of age yet, we spent the majority of Friday night trying to find a normal club to mingle around. But all we saw on yelp were house-music clubs that were 18+, and none of us felt like being stuck sweating in an European raving atmosphere.
10. Weather in mid-March is the best. NYC is so effing huge. And within every nook and cranny there was something we wanted to check out, regardless of how far we had to walk or take the train. So thank God the weather was perfect: 60-70 degrees, sunshine gleaming with wafts of wind cooling our tired-out bodies.
After watching the first episode of Pretty Wild, the new reality-wannabe-celeb drama show on E! that follows a former playboy model and three wild-child daughters, I really wish integrity came in pill form, just so I could slip some into these girls’ drinks.
There’s something about these chicks that just make me want to scream. And I’m talking about the four of them, mom included:
1. First of all, what justifies Andrea Neiers to teach/home school these girls? Her only textbook is “The Secret,” which literally seems to be her bible too. No wonder these girls are so messed up…
2. Tess Taylor looks like Kelly Clarkson. And her smokey, I don’t-give-a-fuck attitude just makes me laugh, cause, well, I just see Kelly Clarkson.
3. I guess E! got lucky with the goldmine that is Alexis Neiers. I mean, the 18-year-old just so happened to be caught in a celeb robbery ring (the bling ring) the first week of filming? Why do I feel like something in there was staged.
4. Seeing Alexis and Tess pole dance to vie for the coveted spot to be the leading girl in Mickey Avalon’s stripper/rock video was disturbing. And for Mickey Avalon? Gross. I thought the girls wanted a real career.
5. What is up with the whole “And so it is” ohm-like prayer the family keeps on incorporating whenever one of them fucks up, and the Hindu-like statues everywhere in the house? Who the hell do they think they are? They seem to have created some sort of buddhist/hinduism/christian hybrid that focuses on “positivity.” What the hell?
6. The whole Biatta campaign was a bit weird. I know Tess is like 19-years-old, but she looks like a baby prostitute in that lingerie.
7. Thank goodness 15-year-old Gabby Neiers is in that family. She seems to be the ONLY one with a head on their shoulders, or at least one with the most common sense. With a delusional mom, and two trashy sisters, I’m sure its gotta be hard. But she is still mildly dumb – evidence: the whole car ride scene to the jail. (Oh, wait, spoiler alert.)
Sorry I haven’t updated in the past three days. I was too busy peeing my pants after watching “The Crazies.”
But lots-o-news has happened around the globe, and here are some tidbits:
1. Earthquake in Chile hit Saturday morning. It hit the Richter Scale at an 8.8 magnitude, hundreds of times stronger than Haiti.
Photo by: flickr.com/James Guppy
According to NY Times, the death toll is 723 and counting. This quake also triggered what was supposed to be a major tsunami in Hawaii, but it turned out to be a lot weaker than expected. Kind of like Kristen Stewart’s acting.
2. The Olympic Closing Ceremonies was last night, and yeah, I didn’t watch it.
Photo by: flick.com/rmarescu
And judging from some of these photos, I’m kind of glad I didn’t. Those giant beavers, mounties, and moose freak me out.
Mr. Parker, photographer of the mayor and crime fighter by night, will become unemployed due to the shitty economy, and deal with the hardships that many of us are adjusting to.
According to the article, “In the near future, Parker will have to juggle paying bills and buying ‘web-fluid’ and other materials to fix his superhero costume in addition to keeping his dual identities under wraps.”
Now for: Dr. Dog
This psychedelic West-Philly band sounds reminiscent of Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Band. With echoing voices, raw guitar chords and gentle harmonies, I’m sure you’ll do a double-take.
I first heard about Dr. Dog in 2007, when they released their “We All Belong” album. And now the boys are back and ready to release their sixth album, “Shame, Shame,” which drops April 6.
To dload some of their awesome tunes, go here. It’s mostly some of their old stuff and some tracks from their EP, but its still treasure’s gold.
Hey friends, The Cool Kids just announced today that they are playing a set tomorrow @ Mohawk at 7pm.
Best part is… tickets are only $10! [But they’re selling out quick.]
Apparently they signed up last minute to play for Huston-Tillotson University’s homecoming. But let’s pretend they did it cause they’re bad asses and like to perform whenever the eff they want. For realsies.
Of course Mr. Stiller plays the same idiotic, clueless supermodel we all wouldn’t dare challenge to a Walk-Off. And for the villain? Jonah Hill is in talks. They’re trying to get Owen Wilson back on board as well.
The writer is Justin Theroux, whose written Tropic Thunder and Iron Man 2. Sources say he will also direct.
Hopefully it’ll turn out really, really, ridiculously good-looking. [yes, no?]
I’m streaming the new Usher album, Raymond vs. Raymond that dropped March 30th.
oh mel, gee . . . 