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Showing posts with label things I like. Show all posts
Showing posts with label things I like. Show all posts
December 14, 2011
December 1, 2011
335: Unsolicited sharing
Unexpected TV crushes from the last 365 days
Corey Stoll (Detective TJ Jaruszalski, Law & Order: Los Angeles)
Jack Huston (Richard Harrow, Boardwalk Empire)
Tobias Menzies (Brutus, Rome)
Alan Cumming (Eli Gold, The Good Wife)
Matt Bomer (Neal Caffrey, White Collar)
Although, honestly, I should’ve seen that last one coming.
Corey Stoll (Detective TJ Jaruszalski, Law & Order: Los Angeles)
Jack Huston (Richard Harrow, Boardwalk Empire)
Tobias Menzies (Brutus, Rome)
Alan Cumming (Eli Gold, The Good Wife)
Matt Bomer (Neal Caffrey, White Collar)
Although, honestly, I should’ve seen that last one coming.
November 12, 2011
316: Beautiful Portals
I've been hanging out on Tumblr for a while (and appreciating television with a friend). I always like when posts from Beautiful Portals come up on my dashboard, because they're always nice to look at (see above).
October 10, 2011
283: Crossover
I love a good crossover. The weirder the better. True Blood/Law & Order: SVU? Heck yeah. I like the idea of Doctor Who crossed-over with anything, because by virtue of being a space- and time-travel series, the Doctor could turn up anywhere at all.
Even at Downton Abbey.
September 12, 2011
255: Spiral
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In my imaginary dream house, there is a spiral staircase. Possibly leading to a tower.
September 4, 2011
247: Downton Pretty
So, as my friends know, I have serious Downton Abbey problem. It is going to be difficult to stop tracking the "Downton Abbey" tag on Tumblr when the second season starts airing in the UK, but I'm trying not to get spoiled before it airs in the U.S. next January, ARGH. Sure, new episodes of Downton will be a nice birthday present for me, but it's going to be torturous, waiting to find out what happens when Britain already knows. For a series that spends its first season essentially dealing with British inheritance law and the family politics surrounding an entail, it's incredibly absorbing and fascinating, and the upstairs/downstairs soap operas are to die for. Gay footmen, the secret pasts of the butler and valet, the romances (including the still-developing one between the chauffeur and the Earl of Grantham's youngest daughter) -- Julian Fellowes does it all so, so well. It's like a longer, more involved Gosford Park, with less murder and more alarming medical procedures. Also, there are the gorgeous costumes and the wonderful acting and Dame Maggie Smith, who gets all the best lines.
In any case, my point is that you should watch it, if you don't already. My secondary point is that British press is starting to run promotional interviews and some gorgeous photoshoots, like these of Dan Stevens and Michelle Dockery that ran in the Daily Mail's Sunday magazines today:
If nothing else, just watch for the shallow reasons: everyone on the show is this pretty.
In any case, my point is that you should watch it, if you don't already. My secondary point is that British press is starting to run promotional interviews and some gorgeous photoshoots, like these of Dan Stevens and Michelle Dockery that ran in the Daily Mail's Sunday magazines today:
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If nothing else, just watch for the shallow reasons: everyone on the show is this pretty.
July 30, 2011
211: Favorites XXIV
This week, I present some of my favorites of a dying breed: TV title sequences. In addition to those listed below, I give honorable mentions to The Big Bang Theory, the CSI franchise (mostly for using "Who Are You?" and "Won't Get Fooled Again" to great effect, though "Baba O'Riley" isn't as good a fit), and Doctor Who (because I get giddy just listening to the theme song). Any suggestions for other good opening titles?
Downton Abbey
First, the bit of score over the credits is just gorgeous. Secondly, it's the prettiest montage I've ever seen that starts with a closeup of a dog's butt. Incidentally, I also like that the cast is presented in alphabetical order, with no preference whatsoever given to bigger stars, bigger roles, or even the dame in their midst.
True Blood
Warning: there's some suggestive images, roadkill, a time-lapse shot of a fox being consumed by maggots and some close-up shots of weird-looking bugs. But it's totally worth it for the "God hates fangs" sign and the general modern Southern gothic ambience.
Mystery!
Edward Gorey animations and the theme song that I miss desperately, now that it's Masterpiece Mystery. I actually learned the Mystery! theme on the piano when I was a kid -- I loved Poirot that much.
Downton Abbey
First, the bit of score over the credits is just gorgeous. Secondly, it's the prettiest montage I've ever seen that starts with a closeup of a dog's butt. Incidentally, I also like that the cast is presented in alphabetical order, with no preference whatsoever given to bigger stars, bigger roles, or even the dame in their midst.
True Blood
Warning: there's some suggestive images, roadkill, a time-lapse shot of a fox being consumed by maggots and some close-up shots of weird-looking bugs. But it's totally worth it for the "God hates fangs" sign and the general modern Southern gothic ambience.
Mystery!
Edward Gorey animations and the theme song that I miss desperately, now that it's Masterpiece Mystery. I actually learned the Mystery! theme on the piano when I was a kid -- I loved Poirot that much.
Law & Order: UK
A nice update on the traditional freeze-frame style of the US franchise, with another piece of music that I love. It's not the funky jazz themes of the American series, but it does go nicely with a show that has Crown Prosecutors instead of Assistant District Attorneys.
Mad Men
Great mix of animation, music, and vintage advertising for one of TV's best shows. (YouTube won't let me embed, so click the picture to go watch it on the site.)
July 25, 2011
206: Les nuits Parisiennes
I came across the 1920s-30s work of Brassai (or Brassaï), a Hungarian-born photographer who worked in Paris. The photos were so Midnight in Paris-y that they practically gave me the vapors. Between the deserted, misty Parisian streets and the backlit alleyway rendezvous, this set looks like storyboards for a Jazz Age film noir, the very thought of which makes me swoon. See more here.
July 24, 2011
205: Secret identity
As a follow-up to yesterday's SDCC delights, have a cool graphic that's been making the rounds on Tumblr.
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July 16, 2011
197: Bokeh
Sometimes I just like looking at pretty light patterns. So sue me.
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July 2, 2011
183: Favorites XXII, Southern Lit Edition
Favorites from Southern literature (of the things I have read in my lifetime):
To Kill a Mockingbird
Some writers are incredibly prolific and can put out a novel every couple years. Some are like Harper Lee. But if you're only going to publish one novel in your lifetime, you want it to be To Kill a Mockingbird. I read somewhere that it was voted the best book of the 20th century, and between that, the Pulitzer Prize, and the author's Medal of Freedom, I wouldn't argue. The book paints a vivid portrait of race, racism, and class in the Depression-era American South that was controversial when it was published in 1960 and is an important history lesson for modern kids. (There is, of course, the issue of how the book is received by African-American readers vs. white readers -- but the fact that a book from 1960 can still be debated in 2011 is fantastic, plain and simple.) Scout and Atticus Finch are two of my favorite characters in all of literature, and the book's film adaptation gave us Gregory Peck as Atticus, and for that we should all be eternally grateful.
The Secret Life of Bees
Not as iconic as To Kill a Mockingbird, with a mediocre film adaptation, but still well worth the read. Sue Monk Kidd's narrator is no Scout Finch, but Lily Owens' deeply conflicted narration is teen angst through and through. Part coming-of-age story, part civil rights chronicle, part beekeeping manual, the book is a female-character-driven look at acceptance and the relationships between families (both those related by blood and those bonded by shared experience). There are some truly great images in this book, like the Boatwright sisters' bright pink house and Our Lady of the Chains, the ship's figurehead that sits inside that house. Incidentally, I read this book as part of the girls-only book club at my high school run by the head librarian and my favorite English teacher -- admittedly, I came for the free pizza and lemonade, but getting this book for free was icing on the cake.
The Help
I just finished Kathryn Stockett's debut novel this morning, and it already makes a "favorites" list. The book shifts between three narrators (a pair of black maids and a young white woman) and presents a picture of life in 1960s Jackson, Mississippi from both sides of the dividing line between the races. There are a few truly shocking moments, and plenty of good, quotable lines throughout the book. It's funny, sad, hopeful, frustrating, and suspenseful in turns, and was one of those books that I had trouble putting down when it was time to do other things. Every time I closed it, I still wanted to know what was going to happen to Aibileen, Minny, Skeeter, and everyone else. Was Skeeter really going to marry Stuart? What did Minny do to Miss Hilly? When was little Mae Mobley inevitably going to repeat something to the wrong person and get Aibileen fired? The degree to which Stockett managed to get me invested in her characters' lives was almost ridiculous. Kudos, madam. It was really the perfect summer-read-with-substance.
"A Rose for Emily"
Okay, yes, necrophilia is usually a part of discussions about this William Faulkner short story. But the story is Southern Gothic at its very finest, and exactly as creepy as you'd want it to be. I remember even being freaked out by the first-person plural narration, as though the story is being told by the town's collective consciousness, like they're the Borg or something. Faulkner uses that unusual narration to take us through his three-part story about Miss Emily Grierson and the remnants of the Old South in a changing Mississippi town with bits and pieces of Emily's odd behavior and the town's pity for and fascination with her in life and death. It's macabre and dark and dusty throughout, and it still gives me chills every time. You can read (or re-read) the story in its entirety here or in various places around the web.
To Kill a MockingbirdSome writers are incredibly prolific and can put out a novel every couple years. Some are like Harper Lee. But if you're only going to publish one novel in your lifetime, you want it to be To Kill a Mockingbird. I read somewhere that it was voted the best book of the 20th century, and between that, the Pulitzer Prize, and the author's Medal of Freedom, I wouldn't argue. The book paints a vivid portrait of race, racism, and class in the Depression-era American South that was controversial when it was published in 1960 and is an important history lesson for modern kids. (There is, of course, the issue of how the book is received by African-American readers vs. white readers -- but the fact that a book from 1960 can still be debated in 2011 is fantastic, plain and simple.) Scout and Atticus Finch are two of my favorite characters in all of literature, and the book's film adaptation gave us Gregory Peck as Atticus, and for that we should all be eternally grateful.
Not as iconic as To Kill a Mockingbird, with a mediocre film adaptation, but still well worth the read. Sue Monk Kidd's narrator is no Scout Finch, but Lily Owens' deeply conflicted narration is teen angst through and through. Part coming-of-age story, part civil rights chronicle, part beekeeping manual, the book is a female-character-driven look at acceptance and the relationships between families (both those related by blood and those bonded by shared experience). There are some truly great images in this book, like the Boatwright sisters' bright pink house and Our Lady of the Chains, the ship's figurehead that sits inside that house. Incidentally, I read this book as part of the girls-only book club at my high school run by the head librarian and my favorite English teacher -- admittedly, I came for the free pizza and lemonade, but getting this book for free was icing on the cake.
I just finished Kathryn Stockett's debut novel this morning, and it already makes a "favorites" list. The book shifts between three narrators (a pair of black maids and a young white woman) and presents a picture of life in 1960s Jackson, Mississippi from both sides of the dividing line between the races. There are a few truly shocking moments, and plenty of good, quotable lines throughout the book. It's funny, sad, hopeful, frustrating, and suspenseful in turns, and was one of those books that I had trouble putting down when it was time to do other things. Every time I closed it, I still wanted to know what was going to happen to Aibileen, Minny, Skeeter, and everyone else. Was Skeeter really going to marry Stuart? What did Minny do to Miss Hilly? When was little Mae Mobley inevitably going to repeat something to the wrong person and get Aibileen fired? The degree to which Stockett managed to get me invested in her characters' lives was almost ridiculous. Kudos, madam. It was really the perfect summer-read-with-substance.
"A Rose for Emily"
Okay, yes, necrophilia is usually a part of discussions about this William Faulkner short story. But the story is Southern Gothic at its very finest, and exactly as creepy as you'd want it to be. I remember even being freaked out by the first-person plural narration, as though the story is being told by the town's collective consciousness, like they're the Borg or something. Faulkner uses that unusual narration to take us through his three-part story about Miss Emily Grierson and the remnants of the Old South in a changing Mississippi town with bits and pieces of Emily's odd behavior and the town's pity for and fascination with her in life and death. It's macabre and dark and dusty throughout, and it still gives me chills every time. You can read (or re-read) the story in its entirety here or in various places around the web.
June 21, 2011
172: The Voice
I don't usually watch a lot of reality TV, but summer television is an utter wasteland, so I usually end up catching most of the America's Got Talent auditions. This summer, though, I've made an effort to see The Voice. The blind auditions were the best part, but the performances have been consistently good, and we've gotten to see the lovely Dia Frampton come into her own. If you haven't seen or heard it yet, check out Dia's rendition of Kanye West's "Heartless":
And the awesome Beverly McClellan:
And Vicci Martinez (who expects that huge voice coming out of that tiny woman?). She did "The Dog Days Are Over" tonight and it was kickass, but until that video goes up tomorrow, here's her last performance, Dolly Parton's "Jolene":
Not to mention the fact that it gives some prominent music stars the chance to prove they know what their stuff; during the blind auditions, Christina Aguilera made some surprisingly astute and fairly technical observations about the singers' voices. She doesn't sound nearly as intelligent during the live shows, when they can't edit out all of her excess chatter, but all four celebrity coaches (Adam Levine, Cee Lo Green, Christina Aguilera, and Blake Shelton) seem like they're giving their artists helpful pointers and pushing them to move out of their comfort zones.
All things considered, it's good, clean summer entertainment. The finals are next week, so I'll probably be browsing the full run of episodes on Hulu beforehand, just to make my picks for the top four.
June 18, 2011
169: Favorites XXI, or Saturday Morning Movies
Sometimes, I watch action movies on Saturday mornings. Just, you know, to start the day off with some explosions. Some favorites from my DVD collection:
The Bourne Identity/Supremacy/Ultimatum
I watched Ultimatum this morning, just to relive 1) Bourne beating a guy with a textbook and 2) Bourne calling a CIA deputy chief from the guy's own office. I like the trilogy because Bourne is an intelligent antihero with all kinds of creative ways of getting rid of henchmen -- putting a magazine in a toaster as time-delayed ignition for a gas leak (although the Mythbusters disproved the plausibility of that), beating an assassin with a magazine and a ballpoint pen, etc. -- because there are all kinds of crazy car chases, and the initial shock of Matt Damon being a serious action star? Priceless.
Batman Begins
Before we all found out that Christian Bale is a little bit crazy, he busted out that ridiculous Batman voice in the franchise reboot. I love a good origin story, and while The Dark Knight may have been even better, I go back to this one more often (and not just because I never actually got the sequel on DVD...) just to watch Bruce Wayne pull together all the elements of his secret identity. Also, there are some genuinely funny moments, usually involving Alfred (Michael Caine!) or Lucius Fox (President God Morgan Freeman). Fast-forward through all the parts with Katie Holmes and it's an extremely enjoyable substitute for Saturday morning cartoons.
Casino Royale/Quantum of Solace
What I said about origin stories goes double for Daniel Craig's two outings as 007. Sure, I didn't know if I could get behind Blond Bond when Craig was cast, but he makes a great rough-around-the-edges James Bond, and I completely buy that this guy turns into a super-smooth secret agent later on in his career. Even between Casino Royale and Quantum of Solace, you see the slightest bit of growth for Bond, even though he's still messier than a covert operative ought to be and he's well on his way to being the disgusting womanizer that we all know and cherish.
Star Trek
Sure, there's plenty of action, but it's really just about the scene where Kirk's hands puff up like balloons and he runs around with a numb tongue.
The Incredibles
I'll go out on a limb and call this one the best superhero movie in years. Fun, exciting, and animated, so the laws of physics need not be taken into consideration, and it's okay if Elastigirl's stretching looks cartoonish. Because it's, you know, a cartoon. Craig T. Nelson and Holly Hunter are the perfect voices for the retired superheroes, and Samuel L. Jackson as Frozone is just a bonus. It may not be as universally beloved as Up and Finding Nemo, but it's one of my favorites.
The Bourne Identity/Supremacy/Ultimatum
I watched Ultimatum this morning, just to relive 1) Bourne beating a guy with a textbook and 2) Bourne calling a CIA deputy chief from the guy's own office. I like the trilogy because Bourne is an intelligent antihero with all kinds of creative ways of getting rid of henchmen -- putting a magazine in a toaster as time-delayed ignition for a gas leak (although the Mythbusters disproved the plausibility of that), beating an assassin with a magazine and a ballpoint pen, etc. -- because there are all kinds of crazy car chases, and the initial shock of Matt Damon being a serious action star? Priceless.
Batman Begins
Before we all found out that Christian Bale is a little bit crazy, he busted out that ridiculous Batman voice in the franchise reboot. I love a good origin story, and while The Dark Knight may have been even better, I go back to this one more often (and not just because I never actually got the sequel on DVD...) just to watch Bruce Wayne pull together all the elements of his secret identity. Also, there are some genuinely funny moments, usually involving Alfred (Michael Caine!) or Lucius Fox (
Casino Royale/Quantum of Solace
What I said about origin stories goes double for Daniel Craig's two outings as 007. Sure, I didn't know if I could get behind Blond Bond when Craig was cast, but he makes a great rough-around-the-edges James Bond, and I completely buy that this guy turns into a super-smooth secret agent later on in his career. Even between Casino Royale and Quantum of Solace, you see the slightest bit of growth for Bond, even though he's still messier than a covert operative ought to be and he's well on his way to being the disgusting womanizer that we all know and cherish.
Star Trek
Sure, there's plenty of action, but it's really just about the scene where Kirk's hands puff up like balloons and he runs around with a numb tongue.
The Incredibles
I'll go out on a limb and call this one the best superhero movie in years. Fun, exciting, and animated, so the laws of physics need not be taken into consideration, and it's okay if Elastigirl's stretching looks cartoonish. Because it's, you know, a cartoon. Craig T. Nelson and Holly Hunter are the perfect voices for the retired superheroes, and Samuel L. Jackson as Frozone is just a bonus. It may not be as universally beloved as Up and Finding Nemo, but it's one of my favorites.
June 11, 2011
162: Favorites XX
Summer! The sun stays up later than I do (...okay, not really), I get to subject the neighbors to my pasty legs whenever I mow the lawn, and we all get to enjoy the things that only come around during the summer months.
This week, my favorite summer guilty pleasures (and yes, a lot of them are on TV):
Reality TV
No, not The Bachelorette or Has Anyone Heard from the Kardashians Lately? or Teen Mom or whatever other horror shows are on MTV. I admit it: I really enjoy America's Got Talent. Mostly, I love Sharon Osbourne's hysterical laughter, usually at the expense of her fellow judges, but there's also the rare moment where someone genuinely talented turns up and blows everyone away. There's also The Voice, where even Christina Aguilera's increasingly depressing personal style (seriously, girl, you cannot go on national television with a streaky spray tan...it's just sad) can't take away from some great performances and aspiring singers getting what seems like genuine mentoring from successful artists. Rebecca Loebe and Devon Barley's duet/battle on Radiohead's "Creep" was fantastic:
Of course, I've also started watching Extreme Makeover: Weight Loss Edition, which is not so much light entertainment as motivation to keep exercising, even when it's muggy and awful outside.
Romance novels
Admittedly, I read them year-round, but I save the truly fluffy, downright embarrassing stuff for summer. Even though some of it is terrible, and some of it reads like thinly-veiled fanfiction, it's really the best read-in-the-hammock genre. So thanks to my college roommate, Jess, for introducing me to books by Jennifer Crusie, who was my gateway author. It's been a downward spiral ever since. Thank goodness for ebooks from the library. No one knows your shame when it's hidden on an e-reader.
Vampires, werewolves, and telepaths
Specifically, the ones in and around fictional Bon Temps, Louisiana, where True Blood takes place. Based on Charlaine Harris's Southern Vampire series (see also: romance novels, above), it's that patented HBO blend of sex, violence, and cussing, with a healthy dose of humor and mystery to boot. Yes, I sometimes want to reach through the television and smack all the surviving members of the Stackhouse family upside the head, but there are some great subplots and supporting characters (Hoyt and Jessica, Terry Bellefleur and his pet armadillo) that make even the most annoying of Jason Stackhouse's exploits bearable. Thank goodness for friends with premium channels. Given the choice, I will pick this vampire story over Edward and Bella any day of the week. (Also, I would put money on Eric Northman ripping Edward Cullen to sparkly bits in a cage match, but that's a whole different issue.)
Covert Affairs
USA Network's spy show (available on their website for those of us without cable) is both really awful and strangely appealing. The writing comes right up to the point of being good before making an abrupt U-turn into hokey territory. Piper Perabo plays Annie Walker, a CIA agent who is essentially a Mary Sue, but I keep coming back. I don't know why, but I suspect it has something to do with how much I love action movies, and this show is nothing if not an extremely low-budget, forty-minute action movie. Apparently I'm willing to put up with stunning mediocrity for the occasional gunfight or explosion. I'm hoping for less preoccupation with Annie's rogue-spy boyfriend/ex-boyfriend and more hanging out and beer-drinking with her tech ops buddy, Auggie. In addition to the exotic foreign gunfights and terrible dialogue, of course.
This week, my favorite summer guilty pleasures (and yes, a lot of them are on TV):
Reality TV
No, not The Bachelorette or Has Anyone Heard from the Kardashians Lately? or Teen Mom or whatever other horror shows are on MTV. I admit it: I really enjoy America's Got Talent. Mostly, I love Sharon Osbourne's hysterical laughter, usually at the expense of her fellow judges, but there's also the rare moment where someone genuinely talented turns up and blows everyone away. There's also The Voice, where even Christina Aguilera's increasingly depressing personal style (seriously, girl, you cannot go on national television with a streaky spray tan...it's just sad) can't take away from some great performances and aspiring singers getting what seems like genuine mentoring from successful artists. Rebecca Loebe and Devon Barley's duet/battle on Radiohead's "Creep" was fantastic:
Of course, I've also started watching Extreme Makeover: Weight Loss Edition, which is not so much light entertainment as motivation to keep exercising, even when it's muggy and awful outside.
Romance novels
Admittedly, I read them year-round, but I save the truly fluffy, downright embarrassing stuff for summer. Even though some of it is terrible, and some of it reads like thinly-veiled fanfiction, it's really the best read-in-the-hammock genre. So thanks to my college roommate, Jess, for introducing me to books by Jennifer Crusie, who was my gateway author. It's been a downward spiral ever since. Thank goodness for ebooks from the library. No one knows your shame when it's hidden on an e-reader.
Specifically, the ones in and around fictional Bon Temps, Louisiana, where True Blood takes place. Based on Charlaine Harris's Southern Vampire series (see also: romance novels, above), it's that patented HBO blend of sex, violence, and cussing, with a healthy dose of humor and mystery to boot. Yes, I sometimes want to reach through the television and smack all the surviving members of the Stackhouse family upside the head, but there are some great subplots and supporting characters (Hoyt and Jessica, Terry Bellefleur and his pet armadillo) that make even the most annoying of Jason Stackhouse's exploits bearable. Thank goodness for friends with premium channels. Given the choice, I will pick this vampire story over Edward and Bella any day of the week. (Also, I would put money on Eric Northman ripping Edward Cullen to sparkly bits in a cage match, but that's a whole different issue.)
Covert Affairs
USA Network's spy show (available on their website for those of us without cable) is both really awful and strangely appealing. The writing comes right up to the point of being good before making an abrupt U-turn into hokey territory. Piper Perabo plays Annie Walker, a CIA agent who is essentially a Mary Sue, but I keep coming back. I don't know why, but I suspect it has something to do with how much I love action movies, and this show is nothing if not an extremely low-budget, forty-minute action movie. Apparently I'm willing to put up with stunning mediocrity for the occasional gunfight or explosion. I'm hoping for less preoccupation with Annie's rogue-spy boyfriend/ex-boyfriend and more hanging out and beer-drinking with her tech ops buddy, Auggie. In addition to the exotic foreign gunfights and terrible dialogue, of course.
May 28, 2011
148: Favorites XVIII: Ginger edition
I've been watching Doctor Who today, and since the Doctor is constantly disappointed that he isn't ginger, here are five of my favorite folks who are redheads:
Karen Gillan
Amy Pond! Most charming Scottish accent on Who since David Tennant.
Felicia Day
Great as herself and extra endearing as Codex on The Guild.
Deborah Ann Woll
My favorite vampire on True Blood, hands down. Yes, we all love Eric, but there's something about newborn vampire Jessica that is very sweet...and deadly.
Christina Hendricks
Joan Holloway (Harris). Need I say more?
Conan O'Brien
Team Coco forever.
photos via We Heart It
May 16, 2011
136: Sleeping in
Tomorrow, I get to sleep as late as I like. In a perfect world, I would wake up to have Liz Lemon's job, the TARDIS would be waiting in the driveway, and I'd be sleeping in some sort of bed-in-a-nook like these. Add it to the Imaginary Future House file.
photos via We Heart It
May 14, 2011
134: Favorites XVI
My five favorite websites this week:
Does what it says on the package.
Witty fashion criticism from two smart and funny ladies (who also have a YA novel coming out soon).
It's where the knitters are. Patterns, forums, groups -- it's the ultimate in crafty social media.
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If you're a fan of Michelle Obama or her style, it's a must-read.
Pete Campbell's Bitchface
Nothing fills the Mad Men-shaped hole in my life quite like the ridiculous facial expressions of Vincent Kartheiser as Pete Campbell.
Pete Campbell's Bitchface
Nothing fills the Mad Men-shaped hole in my life quite like the ridiculous facial expressions of Vincent Kartheiser as Pete Campbell.
April 30, 2011
120: Favorite Things XIV
Too lazy/tired to write, so it's a Favorite Things in photos.
Diners
Cookies
Slightly creepy roads
Prince Harry
I enjoy that he had to spend part of the big wedding day baby-sitting and dress-wrangling.
Pocket watches
click photos for their sources.
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