Read as an autobiography or memoir, Bossypants probably isn”™t very compelling. Read as a book of humorous essays, however, it becomes a book that you only put down so that you can go grab your husband or coworker from the other room and make them listen to you read entire pages aloud, knowing full well that you can never impart in your voice exactly why it”™s so damn funny to you.
Full disclosure: I am a recovering gossip mag addict, which is why I know so much about the content of the tabloids.
In 1927, Russian literary scholar Boris Eikhenbaum published an essay entitled “Problems of Cine-Stylistics,” wherein he discusses what is commonly known as cinematic specificity; that is, what makes the cinema a unique art form, particularly in comparison to its two closest relatives: photography and the theatre.
With all the pity (and scorn) that I feel toward female celebrities as I see them struggle with conforming to the oppressive beauty standards of their industry, I sometimes forget what the men have to deal with. More so than women, male actors frequently have to deal with invasive questions and speculation about their sexuality. […]
Over Christmas vacation I read only one book, which is far fewer than I normally consume on long, lazy days, but it was the best book I’ve read in a very long time–Michael Chabon’s Wonder Boys, which is a rare gem in that I loved it, but it didn’t elicit the usual “book envy” my […]
By now you’ve had ample time to catch up on this series, including the newest episode which aired on Sunday night. This isn’t going to be a recap (Slay Belle already did a better job than I could); it’s just some musings about the show thus far, and I’m going to assume you’ve watched all […]
Full disclosure: This is a biased review because I have already tried the 30 Day Shred and I am obsessed with Jillian Michaels. I had a dream last night that she was my personal trainer at the gym. The only thing (besides low water pressure) that I don’t like about my new apartment is that […]
Full disclosure: Anthropologie, their website, their catalog, their backlit models, their barfy animal designs, their faux-vintage everything, their impractical housewares, their head-scratch-inducing styling, their might-as-well-be-full-price sales, their transparent embrace of all things privileged and crusty-rich: it makes me swoon.