Monday, November 14, 2011

Finding Mr. Funny

I'm so attracted to men who can get me into stitches. If you can make me LOL, you have my full attention. And, if you actually, like my laugh (I have an ugly laugh. If my laugh was a person, it'll be a witch with a wart on her crooked nose), and think it's cute, I will marry you! I really cannot say it enough - wit is so attractive, because it requires intelligence and humour, and a little creativity. According to Psychology Today, "people who joke with their spouses in everyday situations tend to be happier in marriage than couples who don't, and marriages tend to last longer." But personally, not just any gag will do. I hate the insulting, narrow-minded, or narcissistic humour. Brattiness and snobbery is never impressive.


Unfortunately, finding Mr. Funny is extremely difficult. I mean, what's up with that, boys? This world needs a million Ryan Goslings to go around. Plus, a million James McAvoys, a million Jon Heders, a million Ryan Higas, a million Hugh Lauries, a million Jim Careys and a million Steve Carells. 


(I'm so so so sorry! I really tried not to make this post about Gorgeous Gosling, and I was doing so well! But I just couldn't help it! He's just one of those people who are funny without trying to be funny! And he always has this mischievous smirk in his eyes. I'm sorry!)

Happy 31st Birthday, Ryan.

By your next birthday, I'm going to move to Studio City (right in your hood!), and frequent Disneyland, and Maison 140, where your band plays. Maybe I'll get a waitressing job at your favourite Moroccan restaurant. One way or another, you'll show up, because you're Ryan-omnipresent-Gosling. I will adopt a irresistible-oh-so-impossible-to-resist puppy and take a hike. Hopefully I'll bump into you and my cute, clever puppy will do the leash tangle with your dog, George (like in 101 Dalmatians). If Eva is with you, I'll just "accidentally" push her off the mountain. I kid, I kid! I'm not a horrible person, Ryan.
Thank you for existing! Happy belated birthday.

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Ryan-a-thon

"You know how sometimes department stores have these things where, if you win, you get 10 minutes and go in and take anything you want from the store? That's basically what I'm doing. I'm running in and just trying to grab as many characters as possible before they pull the plug on me." - Ryan Gosling

I've been talking about a "RyGos movie marathon" since the beginning of the year, but hadn't got around to it, due to his amazing extensive filmography. But! I am finally well into it, one film after another. I kicked started off with Crazy, Stupid, Love then Drive in the cinemas, followed by the rest in the comfort of my bed. (I am currently up to Blue Valentine. The "Ryan-athon" will end with Ryan, and George Clooney at the cinemas.) I tell ya, RyGos is one of the most talented young actors of our time.  He's tackled challenging roles racking up credibility as a serious young actor in indie features. He sort of reminds me of Edward Norton (I'm a huge fan of), because he's so good at playing intense, conflicted young man in a natural, effortless style. Participate with me in the Ryan-athon. He won't disappoint!


Crazy, stupid, love (2011)



Drive (2011)



The Believer (2001)



Half Nelson (2006)



Lars and the Real girl (2007)



Murder by Numbers (2002)



The Notebook (2004)



Blue Valentine (2010)



Remember the Titans (2000)



Stay (2005)



Fracture (2007)



The slaughter rule (2002)




All good things (2010)

The United States of Leland (2002)



The Ides of March (2011)

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Culling and Curating

I am moving, from a 5 bedroom house to a little 2 bedroom unit. That's a huge leap of a downsize. I'm currently going through the daunting task of culling my wardrobe. (I have already 3 garbage bags full of clothes ready to go to the Salvation Army bin.)


I'm so glad society has moved on. Those with massive wardrobes with every potential shoe and shirt combination, used to belong to the fashionistas, and be the envy of others. Not anymore. With fast fashion today (thanks to ZARA and H&M), anyone can have an overflowing wardrobe, and do it cheaply too. A small wardrobe is the now the hallmark of the modern fashionista. You see, to have a small wardrobe and still look stylish, requires you to actually have a sense of style. It requires you to really understand fashion, i.e. you have to be able to pull out of your butt several looks from one button-up shirt or a pencil skirt. A real fashionable wardrobe is about high-quality foundation pieces and versatile staples that work, often together, effortlessly.


I'm at the (if I may say so, mature, because I'm turning 23 in a few days) stage where I'm ready to indulge in 'the new luxury' of a refined and curated wardrobe. And once I have it organised, it'll make me contemplate and consider every single future purchases. No more compulsive-shopping! No more being broke because I splurged on something I'll only wear once! Yay, to my new mature, curated wardrobe!
"This is the philosophy I’ve chosen to apply to my own wardrobe. I find it fulfilling to define my style through the careful discernment with which I choose each piece. 
I am able to pull from mainstream contemporary and indie designers, vintage resale shops and all of the inspiration that comes from international travel (I make it a point to buy from at least one boutique in each city when I’m traveling) and interaction with others in the art community. It’s not only honing a wardrobe, but working toward a more refined presentation of self." - Style.com

Friday, November 11, 2011

Musical songs I adore.

I'm going to shout out from these internet rooftops: I love musicals and movies with singing and dancing! Last night, a bunch of us girls broke out into songs from Broadway musicals on the ride home. I voiced that I'd love to marry someone who'd do this with me - anytime things were going boring or bad, we'd bust into a song and dance and completely turn everything around. Then to my disappointment, my friends tell me 'he would be gay' (Is this true?) I must prove them wrong. If my man has trouble expressing his feelings (which is completely normal, I guess), no problemo! He can sing it! And when I have children, I'll discipline them with songs, and they'll sing me goodnight. So here is my list of musical numbers I adore. What are your favourites?


The Sound of Music, 1965
The lonely goat herd
Edelweiss
Do-re-mi
A few of my favourite things
So long, farewell
Phantom of the Opera, 1986 (Broadway)
Think of me
All I ask of you
Angel of Music
Music of the night
Lion King, 1994
The circle of life
Can you feel the love tonight
Wicked, 2003 (Broadway) 
For good
Defying gravity
No good deed
Dancing through life
Once, 2006
Falling slowly
Anastasia, 1997 
At the beginning
Journey to the past
Once a december
Cats, 1982 (Broadway)
Memory
Sweeney Todd: Demon Barbar of Fleet Street, 2007
A little priest
By the sea
Johanna
Miracle Pirelli's elixer
Enchanted, 2007
How does she know
So close
Hairspray, 1988 (Broadway)
You can't stop the beat
Welcome to the sixties
Without love


Mary Poppins, 1964
Spoonful of sugar
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Practically perfect


Peter Pan, 1953
You can fly
I won't grow up
Following the leader
Never smile at a crocodile


Billy Elliot, 2005 (Broadway)
Merry Christmas Maggie Thatcher


Grease, 1978
Summer nights


Avenue Q, 2003 (Broadway)
There's a fine fine line
Shodenfreude
Everyone's a little bit racist
The internet is for porn
Wizard of Oz, 1939
Over the rainbow
The Muppets, 1969
Rainbow connection
The Muppets, 2011
Life's a happy song
Cinderella, 1950
A dream is a wish your heart makes
Cinderelly, Cinderelly
So this is love
South Park: Uncut, 1999
Blame Canada
Tarzan, 1999
You'll be in my heart
Two worlds
Singin' in the rain, 1952
Singin' in the rain
Prince of Egypt, 1998
When you believe
Rock around the clock, 1956
(We're gonna) Rock around the clock
Beauty and the Beast, 1991
Belle
Beauty and the Beast (Tale as old as time)
Something there
Oklahoma!, 1943 (Broadway)
Oklahoma Ok
Emperor's New Groove, 2000
My funny friend and me
Sunset Boulevard, 1993 (Broadway) 
Sunset boulevard
Chicago, 1975 (Broadway)
Funny honey
All that jazz
Mr Cellophane
Hercules, 1997
Go the distance
The gospel truth
I won't say I'm in love
Pinocchio, 1940
When you wish upon a star
42nd Street, 1980 (Broadway)
Shuffle Off To Buffalo
Dance of the Vampires, 2002 (Broadway)
Total eclipse of the heart

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

In His glorious presence.

 "At the name of Aslan each one of the children felt something jump in its inside. Edmund felt a sensation of mysterious horror. Peter felt suddenly brave and adventurous. Susan felt as if some delicious smell or some delightful strain of music had just floated by her. And Lucy got the feeling you have when you wake up in the morning and realize that it is the beginning of the holidays or the beginning of summer."
The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe (C.S. Lewis)

Monday, November 7, 2011

Muse: Luna Lovegood

"Luna did not seem perturbed by Ron's rudeness; on the contrary, she simply watched him for a while as though he were a mildly interesting television program." (Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix)


I can go as far as say that Luna Lovegood is sort of my role-model. She may be a really uniquely odd individual, and have out-there wacky beliefs, but she has wisdom and compassion and I can never imagine her to say "that's impossible" because she's so open to every possibility. I think Luna knows, by placing expectations on people, you are attempting to force them to exist on your terms.  This mindset causes nothing but disappointment. That's why she's so accepting of others, humans and creatures. 
Luna  teaches me "You are weird and wonderful in your own special way and its important to embrace these eccentricities. Let your quirks shine! And be authentic."
She is such a quirky, whimsical, lovely character and we all need Luna 'Loony' Lovegood's loveliness in all of us.

Friday, November 4, 2011

Twenty-freakin-three.

It has come to my attention that I turn 23 in 10 days. I've been told, my age rounded up to "mid-twenties", as opposed to the now "early-twenties" which sounds like so much fun, carefree! And young. I remember, when I was in high school, people in their twenties seemed ancient! "He's really really old. Oh, like 23." This mid-twenties idea is uncomfortable to me, mostly because I'm not prepared! (I may have a bit of a Peter Pan complex too.) 

I still slip into mum and dad's bed when I'm scared.
I waste too much time on youtube.
I still don’t prime before painting my face.
"Anti-aging" isn't yet part of my beauty regime.
I only have one savings account, that sometimes hits minus.
I still want to marry Simba, the lion king. He's so handsome!
I still jump on beds.
I'm more concerned about Mufasa's death and Pottermore emails than paying bills and cleaning my room.
I'm flakey.
I'm messy, almost sloppy actually.
I'm sleepy.
I like bed.
I have just a few days to get focused. I need to prepare. I need to vacuum more often and dust the dresser table and wash my sheets. I should get another towel and regularly brush my hair. I should also learn to cook something that requires a vegetable. Those are the keys to adulthood.
I am ready for this challenge. Twenty-three, come at me, bro!

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Wednesday, November 2, 2011

I want to marry Simba

When I was 8 years old, I wanted to marry Simba. That love was reinforced when I watched The Lion King 3D at the theatres recently (it was glorious and beautiful!), and The Lion King 2 in bed last night. Adult Simba is very sexy and incredibly cute. He has that sexy I've-got-a-complicated-past vibe. When he discovers the truth about Mufasa's death, that red-hot passionate anger (in the right context), is quite attractive. In the sequel, you see Simba become a wise and handsome King, and a loving dad. What's not to find hot?
Even young Simba was pretty much the whole package - adorable, fun-loving, scrappy, and brave.

I am 23, going on 13

This has almost nothing to do with the Sound of Music. Let me just say that apparently I’m 30 going on 13. I don’t know what happened bu...