Wednesday, October 29, 2014
I watched this through Buzzfeed and think it's very interesting. If you haven't watched it, watch it. It's eye opening that these snap judgements are biological. It's made me think, and not in a good way. Like, if we're programmed to automatically not trust a higher voice (women), what does that actually mean? I'd love your thoughts.
Tuesday, October 28, 2014
Since I got engaged, it's been interesting to see how many of my friends struggle to be happy for me because they are so jealous. I know, I know that sounds terrible, but I they aren't jealous of me, it's the happily ever after that we've been sold since we came out of the womb. And by we, I mean women.
Watching my friends trying to be happy for me while also panicking that they are never, ever going to get married or find the one (I know this is happening because they've told me and I had a hard time being happy for my engaged friends when I was the one freaking out about never finding the one) is weird. Having been on their side of this not too long ago makes me laugh at my former self. It really is as if I viewed marriage and engagement as a prize, and I see my friends viewing it the same way. We all seem to think that once we get engaged or married, life can begin. I've had more than one friend tell me, lately, her ovaries are dying and she needs the meet Mr. Right immediately so she can start popping out babies before she is in her mid–30's. I internally laughed because I've literally cried to Derp about the exact same thing.
Why do we feel such pressure to pair up? Is it instinct? Is it society? I feel like it's both. However, it is so silly that, as women, we feel like our lives aren't going to take off until we are married do boys feel this awy too?). As Boyfriend and I are planning the wedding (let's be honest, it's me and my mom), I see our lives are coming together–not beginning. We are going to struggle with the same every day issues we struggle with now, except we will struggle with them together. We will still be who we are today the day after the wedding.
Wednesday, October 22, 2014
|We are sooooo funny|
'Sigh.' We got engagement photos. I don't even know who I am anymore.
|Existential crisis, ya'll|
So, yeah. We got engagement pictures. In a cemetery. And, don't worry. None of these pictures will be on the Save the Dates. I just couldn't.
Now I just have to convince everyone that A.M. 180 by Grandaddy is a good first song choice.
Monday, September 15, 2014
I finally watched The Thing. Not the new one, the 1982 one directed by John Carpenter. It's pretty shameful that I've just seen it. Spoilers ahead, guys. Fair warning. The movie did come out over 30 years ago, so.
I love the color and lighting of older John Carpenter movies. He does such a wonderful job setting the mood (or does someone else do that on sets, I have no idea how that stuff works). It's very simple things, such as subtle blue and red lighting that really make a difference.
But, yeah. I had no idea The Thing was about aliens. I've heard of it my whole life and I always assumed that it was up there with The Blob so I never bothered to watch it. It's not even close to The Blob (I don't actually know if it's like The Blob at all because I've never seen it). The Master of Horror himself (Mr. Carpenter calls himself that) directed it for crying out loud!
While over all the movie was pretty great, there were many little things which made it hard for me to suspend my disbelief. First of all, Antarctica. I know they needed it to take place in Antarctica for the frozen alien ship thing. However, Kurt Russell was walking around without a hat on for most of the movie. This wasn't even taking place in summer Antarctica, where it is warmer (but still cold as shit), this was taking place in winter Antarctica. I'm pretty sure it's too cold to go outside in the winter there (it is, I looked it up). I'm no expert, but you definitely can't continuously run around outside with no hat on. I'm looking at you, Kurt.
Also, still with Antarctica, I have no idea what these people were doing down there. There was one doctor and one guy who was maybe a scientist? Or something? Then a cook, a helicopter pilot and a guy who was in charge of the refrigerator keys? What the hell are these people doing in Antarctica? It's for scientists and stuff, getting grants and doing defined research. Probably even in the 80s. Not for people with no purpose to run around without hats on in the freezing temps.
|Kurt! Put a hat on!|
|The real alien, Kurt Russel|
Thursday, July 24, 2014
In the song, she crones about "Brooklyn Girls," and this has pissed a bunch of people off. I get it, if you're living in Park Slope or Bay Ridge or Flushing, this song isn't talking about you even though you're in Brooklyn. But, as someone from somewhere else who recently moved to North Brooklyn (what Shaw actually means when she claims Brooklyn), this song makes sense.
Where I live in Brooklyn is exactly what Shaw portrays in her music video, except I live in Greenpoint and there is less graffiti and everything is cleaner. But there are just as many people with colored hair (I'm one of them) and tattoos (again me) and weird piercings and skateboarding and all of the other cliques that are shown. Shaw's Brooklyn girl is me, I'm an outsider who came to New York to pursue art and writing, and all that, and found an affordable cool place to live with other people who are a lot like me. Is that so wrong? Everything I thought about living in Brooklyn is what it's like to live in Brooklyn. And everything I thought about living in Brooklyn is in this video. '
Gawker's Jordan Sargent says, "Shaw's worst crime is not making a statement about Brooklyn, it's being corny. She was in essence, pilloried for speaking the wrong language." And I totally agree, but unlike him and many others, I love that it's so corny. This video is a parody of North Brooklyn, but North Brooklyn is a parody of Brooklyn. That's why this song and video are so much fun. And I don't think that "Brooklyn Girls" is an aggressively poppy pop song meant to capture the zeitgeist of the borough" as New York Mag put it. It's just fun. It's meant to be fun. Shaw isn't making a comment on society as a whole, she's just a young 22-year-old trying to make it and have some fun.
So, everyone, chill out. Time.com said it best, "Catey Shaw isn't actually singing about Brooklyn the place. She's singing about Brooklyn the adjective...The whole this about a Brooklyn girl is you don't have to be from Brooklyn." Let's all just get over ourselves a little and stop taking everything so damn seriously. Most of us aren't from here anyway. And we can always, always one more catchy pop song in our lives.