Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Lost in Translation

Blooper Pic: Of course, I was trying to mimic a linebacker - that had always been my intent. :P

Tonight my younger siblings had their siblings had their annual Christmas concert. I tried for a festive outfit of green and red, partly because 'tis the season, and partly because I hardly ever wear this green blazer (seriously, I don't know what I was thinking when I purchased it).

Costa Blanca scarf
Costa Blanca t-shirt
Ebay Red cinch Belt
??? Green Blazer (don't ask me where I got the damn thing - I've had it since high school :P)

Fun fact: my brother and sister go a French-Catholic school, meaning 95% of the performances were conducted for the benefit of the Francophone ear. That didn't pose too much of a problem (when you've heard 12 Days of Christmas in one language, you've basically heard them all), save for one particular act involving an unfamiliarsong. My reaction?

Me: ...why is that kid wearing a chicken for a hat?...why does that kid have an afro?....why are there aliens?...what is this I don't even....

Due to time restraints, the performance was cut short - good thing, too; I was about 30 seconds from succumbing to a brain aneurysm out of sheer confusion.

It's times like this I wish I wasn't an ignorant monolinguist.

Also, I'm discovering an interesting side-effect of making a fashion blog: it makes you increasingly vain.

O_O

:D

Happy holidays, everyone.

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Back From the Dead

'Tis the season to...aww, who cares...? :P


Nope. I have no good reason for not updating this blog in 9 months. I'm just lazy as hell.


I figure even if I'm the only person who reads this blog, at least it gives me an opportunity to see what works and what doesn't. I'm all for self-improvement.



This is what I wore to a swap meet on a Saturday morning. I didn't buy anything (cheapskate that I am), but I did see a nice set of pashmina shawls that I mulled over. REAL CASHMERE (at least, that's what the vendor said).



Red Belt - Ebay
Turqoise Sweater - Sirens (I think - I can't remember ;P)
Headband/Scarf - Walmart
Jeans - Guess?
Earrings - ??? (from vendor at a festival)

Later that night, this is what I wore to my work's Christmas Party. Last year I came late and by myself, so after I scrambled to find a seat, I was in "deer-caught-in-the-headlights" mode for a good 3 hours. This year I was a little smarter: I came early and brought a friend, so at least I had someone to talk to. The food was...meh...but all in all, it was an improvement on the fiasco last December.


Black Sweater/Tights - Walmart
Dress - Felix
Shoes - Pay-less
Coconut Earrings/Flower Necklace/Purse - Gifted from Grandma in the Bahamas

I also won a bottle of wine as a door prize - now I don't need to buy Mom a present!


Thursday, March 11, 2010

Went to the Mall


I haven't posted anything in a while, so...


Went to the mall today.

Didn't buy anything, but had a nice lunch.

My Chapters gift card wouldn't work, and that made me sad.


BUT...I did get my earrings in the mail that I bought from Etsy. So all's well that ends well, I guess.

Monday, February 1, 2010

My First Fashion Post

Blooper pic: OMG, look at this idiot. She has her eyes closed during the shot.

So, I watched the Grammys last night. It sucked (what's new?).

I guess if I'm going to call this my fashion blog, I should offer some fashion. So here is a brief intro into my personal style:

Greetings, Earthlings. I come in peace...in a wrinkled Police t-shirt

This is the first photo that I took for my blog. This is my casual wear for walking around town.


This next picture is one I took yesterday. I was going to a local concert, and I was going for a "kinda-dressed-up-but-not-to-the-point-where-I'm-trying-too-hard" sorta look. Notice the giant green bead necklace: I bought that about 2 years ago, and to my knowledge it's the first time I ever wore the darn thing.

*Sigh*

I actually just took this photo today. This is what I wore when my dad and I were going to eat lunch at a buffet.

This one....didn't quite come out the way that I had planned. I guess the lighting was poor; couple that with our urgency to leave and my jacked-up hairstyle, and you got yourself a solid 4.3/10 photograph. This one definitely this one needs a do-over.

I'll try to be more frequent with these style-logs in the future.



Thursday, January 14, 2010

University Sucks: The Redux

As of about 6:00 PM yesterday evening, I discovered that I had not, in fact, horribly failed the four courses I took in the fall.

I use that bit of information to rationalize that while I did not have my best term, I at least performed to the minimal capacity required to fulfill my credits.

In other words, I am now eligible to graduate.

...

That word, that phrase, that CONCEPT - it just all seems too foreign for my feeble little mind to comprehend. Just four years ago, I stared in anguish at abyssmal first semester marks, experiencing Hell on Earth in the form of shame, humiliation, defeat, failure....and a myriad of other emotions that made me contemplate if suicide was, in fact, painless.

I've changed my major twice. I've changed my career goal twice. I've dredged through some of the most dull lectures, some of the most (for lack of a better term) balls-breakingly difficult labs that spanned an unforgiving 3 hours.

I like to joke that it took me four years to learn that I officially and unequivocally despise science.

My parents still want me to pursue a career in the medical field. Not doctor, mind you - just a position in a field that the Baby Boomers will dramatically alter as they begin to retire and require further care. My mother blindly insists that I consider Ultrasound - which is an excellent and honorable profession - but she neglects to understand that:

a) I have no interest in Ultrasound,

b) Physics is required, and after undergrad I vowed to never again subject myself to that....subject,

and most importantly of all,
c) it requires more education, something that my mentally-taxed brain and sensitive, fiscally-raped assets can no longer endure (at least for the time being).

So now my mother has decided to disown me, since I can no longer reliably provide her with a comfortable retirement consisting of weekly cheques in the five-figure range. Quelle dommage.

I've other siblings, though. Perhaps one will become a doctor or lawyer and properly fulfill their duty of fealty to our parents.

Not me, however. From the looks of things, I'll enjoy a bright future as a struggling freelance writer that moonlights as an amateur porn actress, only to marry a wealthy (but physically and morally repugnant) middle-aged man who will gladly fund my eventual Vicodin addiction in exchange for kinky public sex....that is, until I refuse and suffer a nervous breakdown, only to be found curled up in a delapidated and soggy cardboard box, dead at the ripe old age of 29.

I can't wait.

Monday, January 11, 2010

Movies of 1999 - October Sky

I'm back with another 1999 theatrical release - this time the Jake Gyllenhaal vehicle October Sky.


The movie is based around the real-life "Rocket Boys" of the 1950s (in the sleepy town of Coalwood, West Virginia) who answered the launch of Russia's Sputnik with the ambitious endeavor to create and launch their own amateur rocket. The main protagonist is Homer Hickham, a teenager that's not cut out for football, yet still wants a scholarship to avoid the grim fate of his coal-mining father. Against great odds and adversity, both from within and amongst family and community, these 4 "amateur rocket scientists" strive for a future beyond the dying mining town, putting their skill (and their friendship) to the test by entering in the National Science Fair Competition in Indianapolis. The movie teaches heavily on the values of perseverance, of loyalty, and on holding onto one's dreams.

One of the things I love about watching new movies is becoming re-acquainted with actors/actresses I've seen in other films. For example, Laura Dern of Jurassic Park fame plays the supportive teacher Miss Riley, and (quite a shock, since I've only ever seen this dude in Major Payne) Chris Owen plays Quentin, the nerdy science geek that helps the boys construct and refine their rockets.

Since this movie literally deals with rocket science, there's a lot of talk about physics and the hard mathematics, Calculus and trigonometry. While neither of these subjects are my cup of tea (I'm retarded when it comes to Physics), the story and characters are endearing enough that you want to see how things turn out in the end.

The movie does follow your predictable textbook linearity in melodrama. Sure, there are a few unexpected twists and turns along the way (occasionally peppered with some rather half-baked romantic interests, quirky one-liners, and sappy grand speeches), but for the most part this film doesn't do anything innovative.

Still, I recommend the movie because it is short, sweet, and leaves a nice little feeling in the pit of your stomach that will take you to infinity and beyond.

Saturday, January 9, 2010

Movies of 1999 - Sunshine

I thought I'd kick off a new segment on this blog, both because I love film, and because I want to flex my severely atrophied writing muscles.

X-Men, The Matrix, American Beauty, Fight Club - what do all these movies have in common? Well, if you've read the title of the post, then it's obvious that they all were released in the final year of the 20th century. All of the movies listed above are among my favorites, and yet there are countless others that have had the same degree of success. On that note, there are many, many other films that were released without fanfare, or had not received the recognition that they were due.

My mission is to showcase these feature-length films of 1999 - some you may already be aware of, and others, probably not. And while it would be virtually impossible to touch upon EVERY film released in 1999, I hope that I can at least make you aware that there was more to the end of the millennium than Y2K.

I decided to kickstart my inaugural review with a movie that I had just found out about today: director Estevan Szabo's Sunshine.



Sunshine is a period-piece, set in the Eastern European country of Hungary, which chronicles the lives of three generations of a Jewish family by the name of Sonnenschein. The film focuses heavily on Anti-Semitic attitudes directed towards Hungarian Jews, starting at the end of the 19th century, and continuing onward until the 1950s. Sunshine also looks deeply at the issues of family values and loyalty, of life, love and of the dilemma of keeping one's identity (or, for that matter, compromising it in the name of survival).


This movie...really tested my resolve into pursing this series. I've no knowledge of the backstory behind Sunshine, and as of such, can only assume that it is based off an important work of literature (it's very likely that I missed it in the opening credits, which were very long and tedious).
Update: Actually, this movie is only loosely based on events that have actually happened in Hungary during the Holocaust.

I've seen movies about Anti-Semitism and the Holocaust before, but never quite at the angle that this film chose to approach the subject matter. It opens with some rather dry narrative and then progresses unbearably slowly for about the first 45 minutes.

For a period-piece, I can say that the costumes and sets are positively gorgeous; they make you feel as though you are actually being thrust into the past. The acting is superb and the audience will have no difficulty empathizing with the cast's characters. This film is mired in tragedy (as is most films involving the Nazis). Make no mistake - you will cry after watching this.

I must say the highlight of the movie came from Ralph Fiennes performance. I hadn't realized until after the credits were rolling that Fiennes portrayed the roles of all three generations of Sonnenscheins within the film (perhaps that could be attributed to my fatigue or me being just slow, but I'd like to think that his acting - supplemented with excellent makeup - allowed Fiennes to transform into three completely different men in a much more subtle fashion than what was utilized in "The Nutty Professor"). Fiennes beautifully portrays Ignatz Sonneshine as a soft-spoken but moral judge, a hotheaded and aggressve Adam Sonneshine, and the tortured but determined Ivan Sonnenschein (not to mention that he looks DAMN FINE in a fedora hat!)


Unfortunately, there are some hiccups. The film is long, and there are many spots where seems just seem to drag on endlessly. After a while, even the romances of the three men become a bore to watch.

Overall, this is a movie I enjoyed, but would likely not watch again. For those who crave a palatable method of experiencing early 20th century Hungary, this movie is right up your alley.

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Burj Dubai: A Modern-Day Tower of Babel?

I got a baaad feeling about this one.

Reports have indicated that the Burj Dubai (or Burj Khalifa, as it is now being called) has recently opened as the world's tallest building. Reaching a staggeringly audacious 200 storeys into the sky, this architectural behemoth is a technical wonder that would make Frank Lloyd Wright stand in awe (and possibly erect a little structure of his own...well, that is, if he weren't dead and all...)



All right, I'm just gonna come out and say it: this thing should not exist on the planet. I mean...LOOK AT IT.

Why was this tower even necessary? It's essentially a child worth $2 billion waving its arms around going "Look at me, look at me!". It has no purpose aside from giving Dubai bragging rights (which seems awfully redundant, considering that the city already possesses the world's tallest hotel).

Also, doesn't it seem like something that tall is just ASKING to get targeted?

I don't know, perhaps it was that unpleasant reminder on Christmas Day that people still want to blow us up, but a nagging thought stays at the back of my mind that the terrorists are looking at this monstrosity poking a hole in the sky, and shaking their fist going "Progress? Not on my watch!"

I say this because, even though the United Arab Emirates is considered fairly liberal in terms of the freedoms it allows compared to the rest of the Middle East, it is still smack-dab in a region of radical Islamic fundamentalism. I don't know how safe the UAE is, or whether it has ever succumbed to attacks like those that happen on a daily basis in Pakistan. All I'm saying is that when I look at the world's tallest tower, I see a vertical, landlocked version of the Titanic.

Sunday, January 3, 2010

Do People Dress Up For Church Anymore?

My mom had intended to go to church today, but canceled at the last minute.

Not because she was sick, or because she had to go to work.

It was because she had nothing to wear.

Well, mind you, she had things she could wear - she actually showed me several different outfits. Some of them were actually very flattering. But none of which were suitable for church.

So much clothes, yet nothing to wear, she lamented.

She's now opted to stay home and clean out her closet.

This little scenario got me thinking: do people still dress up for church? I'll admit I'm no saint - it's been awhile since I've sat on a pew. Yet I do recall my last few times at church, and not everyone shows up in their "Sunday Best", so to speak. I think I've even seen people show up in (*gasp*) jeans to worship.

Now, don't get me wrong. I'm not implying that a dress code be enforced (church is already struggling with drumming up attendance as it is), I just feel jeans have no place within the House of God.

I'm used to seeing men in suits, women in skirts and pantyhose, and older women in those big, pompous, glorious hats.



But, I guess times have changed. Either that, or I need to go to church more often.

Friday, January 1, 2010

Happy New Year!

Oh, that's right. I have a blog.

I decided to finally put this thing to good use. And since this is the first day of the first year of the new decade, no time like the present.

I guess I should kick things off with...something completely irrelevant.

Story of my life.