Swoonworthy, now with a message

I had the good fortune on Friday night to finally see Mason Jennings perform and, let's face it, the man is just extremely good looking. But he's also talented, of course. I about peed my skinny jeans when he opened with a cover of "Atlantic City" by Bruce Springsteen. And yes, I cried, mainly because he pulled a one-two punch and played "The Field" and "Pittsburgh" right after each other and each on their make me tear up so together, total devastation. If you too could use a good emotional moment, then by all means watch this video. I don't know if there's a place to vote for Official War Anthems but this is certainly my pick. That having been said, break out a tissue. Unless songs don't make you cry. But if this one doesn't at least stir a little something in you, then good luck with your dry black heart.

Why Tuesday, February 2, 2010 is extremely important:

I believe I have made my point.

Truer words were never spoken.

"Are you telling me Lady Gaga and Beyonce joined forces? They should fight crime together." -Mick after I put "Telephone" on the You Tube.

How do I reference this with milkshake?

Stumped

I found this on Bust's website and fell in love. This is the kind of thing I would love as an engagement ring. I know, I know, I can be (wait for it...)...a little bit sappy.

AND they endorse Cute Overload!

A friend of ours told Mick about this website, Sleep Talkin' Man. It's run by a woman married to a "mild-mannered English husband" who says some funny ass stuff in his sleep. I was cackling, anyway. If Mick informed me in his sleep that he wants to be a cowboy instead of a panda cause pandas are boring and stupid I know I'd be telling everybody in the free world too.

Time is on his side!

So in my Elle mag this month they did a small write-up on the Colin Firth and Julianne Moore movie A Single Man as it's by designer Tom Ford, and in the article they had a picture of an actor in it named Nicholas Hoult. I apparently didn't read the article very closely because while reading Vogue tonite, Anna Wintour mentions the movie in her editor letter and Hoult and that he was in About A Boy with Hugh Grant. Vaguely remembering his photo in Elle I thought, no way he was the little kid in that movie. Then I get to the actual article and realize, sure enough, that's him! I guess I hadn't realized it's been 8 years since then, and akward little boy grew into There's A Little Drool On My Shirt Now. ('89 birthdate so he's legal, OK?)

Rank, pun intended.

So Vh1 re-did the Shocking Moments in Music history countdown and I have to say, I do not understand these people. Sure, it's important to update, I get that. But what I find disturbing is whoever decides the ranking. Because apparently they think that the whole Fergie pees her pants onstage thing is more important then the death of Left Eye, because it ranked higher. Bathroom accident beats fatal car accident? Really, Vh1? Really?

Proof that time on your hands can be effective

For those of us Losties, this is worth carving ten minutes out of your schedule for: all the footage leading up to and the actual crash...in order. That means some split screens and definite "I don't remember that!" moments. It's pretty cool to see it all together and even though I've watched it all before I still get all nerved up. Is it February 2 yet?

I wish I could wear this to work

I'm having major outfit envy. It's a Louis Vuitton party so I assume most of the outfit is LV.

Fun bags

I'm very tired (and I have season two of Veronica Mars to start) so I wasn't really up for posting BUT then this little gem came along and I couldn't not share. You're welcome.

I would like to thank...

I don't have much to say about the Globes this year. There were a few good speeches (Robert Downey), predictable winners (except for Hangover!), and pretty dresses. I pretty much spent the night online with the show on in the background. Of course I'm catching up today and getting full length shots of all the dresses and close ups of all the makeup. Close ups my friends...


Apparently lady doesn't like razors and she even wears short skirts. Very interesting...

The Ceranation

I can't even think of 10 things to operate on besides maybe each finger.

I noticed the new People mag cover yesterday with a formerly familiar face on the cover. Seems that Heidi's admitting she'd addicted to plastic surgery. How addicted? She had--wait for it--TEN procedures in one day! I bet Spencer loved taking care of her during that healing process. I mean no wonder they haven't been out annoying the world! Girl's been bandaged up and recovering! Though how she afforded these many procedures is beyond me since she's also admitted that she spent her life savings on her debut album, which she compares to--wait for it--Thriller. Now, I could regale you with more of her deep thoughts on this album, but I could also post the link where you can listen to one full song and snippets. I think it's supposed to make me want to dance but it's hard to hit the floor when you're resisting the urge to throw up in your mouth. My personal favorite is "Superficial." It really puts a tear in your eye. And by that I mean makes you want to tear it out.

Models!

If these are the top models, I'd hate to see the bottom models. -Mick regarding season one of ANTM.

Rumor mill!

Rumor #1: Whitney and Brody seen getting close at a club!
Rumor #2: Lauren possibly appearing on the next season of The City!

OK, that's it for now. I think I'm supposed to be job hunting so peace out.

Real mature, Pitt-Jolies!

Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt are planning to skip the Golden Globes because...I know, you think it's going to be something deep, right? Like they can't go cause they're going on an adoption expedition or taking their kids to the Dali Lama. Well, you'd be wrong. They're not going because he wasn't nominated for Inglorious Basterds. Sure, the movie itself was nominated, and the actor who played the evil Nazi (well, I mean, all nazis are evil but he's especially evil) as well, but who cares! Oh, Brad, you know there's no I in Team, but I guess you're going with the logic that there is a "me" in there. At least do something worthy with your time skipped and visit a leper colony or something.

I'm deep, man

It was Miley! I've decided I like the outfit but definitely with different shoes and a different bra (though hers was age appropriate). It reminds me of this look that I loved:

Now you'll be caught up on my life!

First of all, let me say that I was finally forced to join whatever century this is when my hand-me-down MP3 player (it was my dad's) finally bit it (think Walkman without a tape deck size) and I invested in an IPod shuffle for the gym. It's adorably tiny. However not only was my former portable music player old school, I usually rocked flat headphones with it and the ones that come with the shuffle are the earbuds. I spent roughly the first third of my 35 minute treadmill time (trust me, more walking then jogging) trying to jam the things in my ears so they would stay. I'm sure the man next to me was very impressed. (I spent the remaining two thirds fidgeting with my pants and underwear. Of all the useful things I learned in Catholic school, not giving a flying f*** what people think of me is the most useful and comes in handy when you're de-wedgieing yourself every 3 minutes. And pulling my pants up since I also got my dad's flat ass.) Unfortunately the remote for the shuffle is on the headphones, though probably no one would be surprised if Problem Underwear Girl became Ear Rubber Bands Girl.

Second of all, this is the song I'm praying comes on the radio lately while I'm driving. It's off the solo effort from the lead singer of Clap Your Hands Say Yeah!, Alec Ounsworth. Since I'm a sucker for a good repeated phrase, it's right up my alley. See if you can figure out what it is! That will keep you busy while I'm shoving things in my ears.

Is that part of her five point plan?

Well, word around the campfire is that Amy Winehouse is thinking about getting re-married to her ex Blake. What a great idea! That in no way sounds completely stupid! (Insert sarcasm there.)

Do I like this outfit?

I cannot decide if I love this or hate this. I don't want to specify who this is because it may sway votes. For some reason I think I love it but with different shoes...the depth of my thoughts are deep people.

Yes we can!

Alison- check Vogue for me- is this look in??

Oh, Rachel Zoe. Self-confessed "not a lady who lunches." Now I get why she says "I die" all the time. Any minute now, it could be true!

She kissed a girl and this time, I LIKED IT!

Katy Perry. It seemed to me that she was trying a little too hard, you know? I never liked I Kissed a Girl because a) Jill Sobule already took that path and 2) it seemed to be provocative for the sole purpose of getting radio play.

But then, she had a couple of ticks in "pro" column- I) Engaged to Russell Brand- she can't be all bad and b) her cat's name is Kitty Purry.

We are at a hung jury here, folks. Or, rather, we were. I was working out this morning and ellipticalling to the 6:00am MTV video countdown (3. Empire State of Mind (Jay and Alicia Keys), 2. Tik Tok (Ke$ha) and 1. Hard (Rhianna)). MTV does their commercials at off points so they kept it rocking from Rhianna right in to... Katy Perry Unplugged. Here is where her team won- exhibit a- those awesome things in her hair and more importantly, exhibit e- she redid I Kissed a Girl and, shockingly, I liked it! I hope my former self don't mind it.

Riddle me this!

Hey, do you know what shows up on my phone if, say, Alli calls me? It says her number and "Alli." What about Kate? It has her number and "Kate." Why? Because we're good friends! I know them well! I don't need it say their last name! I don't look at the phone and think, hmm, Alli, Alli, I think I know her...The only time I add last names to contacts is if there's multiples, and even then it's usually just a last initial. So can someone please tell me why, WHY, when characters look at their cells on shows and movies is there a first and last name? Especially when we know who it is too? Like when Veronica calls Wallace it comes up on his phone as "Veronica Mars." WE KNOW WHO SHE IS. HE KNOWS WHO SHE IS. They're BFFS! She's the title character for christ sake! Or when Jack calls Kate it comes up as "Jack Shepard." THEY WERE STUCK ON AN ISLAND TOGETHER! Of course she knows who it is! There's only one Jack on the show! We know you know them and who they are! We don't need a reminder! Sheesh!


OK. Sorry about that. Clearly it's been building up. Go back to your lives.

Normally I could care less about her, but...

...upgrade!

What won't they think of next

I saw a commercial for Taco Bell advertising the "Drive-Thru Diet." Apparently some woman lost weight eating at Taco Bell. Who knew? It probably wouldn't work for those of us who turn to Taco Bell at 1 AM after leaving the bar. Though there is a vegetarian option so maybe if I switch to Diet Coke and Vodka or Lite Beer pre-post-bar trip there's hope for me. Except I hate Diet Coke and Lite Beer. It's cool, hope's not for everyone!

Ummm...OK: The bizarre death edition.

So on my MSN homepage I always scroll down to check the entertainment area and today saw that the "Heiress engaged to Tila Tequila died." I could not decide which of the words in this particular statement was the most baffling. According to the detailed article, Casey Johnson was the socialite daughter of someone from the New York Jets and an heiress to the Johnson & Johnson fortune, and once turned down Paris Hilton's offer to co-star on The Simple Life. And yet apparently did NOT turn down the chance to date Tila Tequila. So, clearly decision making was a strong point. Cause of death is not known and foul play not suspected, though I imagine Johnson and/or Johnson may not be as thrilled about the whole Tila Tequila thing. She, of course, twittered to everyone to "Pray 4 my Wifey." Hmm...we'll just leave it at that.

Gaga oh la la

This is Lady Gaga's new hair color as of New Year's Eve and apparently it's made a singer or "Estonian pop princess" name Kerli very angry. She had yellow hair first and she wants us all to know...even though we don't know who she is.

Good question?

Does the VMA's stand for the Veronica Mars Awards? -Mick.

Still wishing to be in the trenches...

OK, not so much a fan of the one in the middle, and the one on the end is OK--what I wanted to show you was the pink one and I couldn't find a pic of it on its own. It's Burberry, of course. It was in the new issue of Vogue. It's specifically a Burberry Prorsum petal-pink duchesse satin trench and I think I would get a little drool on it. There's this awesome site, Art of the Trench, that shows people rocking their Burberry Trench coats. Me, I have to settle for rocking my Old Navy trench that I got on sale seeing as how I'm about $1200 away from being able to afford the actual thing. Add it to the life goals, along with rocking a matching Burberry scarf. Which means I'm actually about $1500 away. Believe me I would way rather be contemplating selling organs on the black market to pay off a credit card bill that's due to Burberry rather then my mechanic because yes, my car window is stuck open. Maybe I can find some Burberry cardboard for the window...