March is Women’s History month. To celebrate, I will publish one post featuring a strong, brave, or otherwise admirable woman per day. I’m getting the ball rolling with a profile of one of my life long heroes and one incredible, divine performer, Bette Midler.
My not-so-inner theatre nerd is always excited when a new movie musical is announced. I almost shit my pants the first time I saw the “Les Miserables” trailer. I was a little skeptical about “The Last Five Years” and “Into the Woods.” However I had no clue what to expect when I parked my fanny in front of the big screen to behold La La Land. With all the Oscar buzz surrounding the film, I thought perhaps it would be appropriate to share my feelings about the film. Continue reading ““People love what other people are passionate about,” My Review of La La Land”
What perfect timing for the first installment of my 2017 reading project! In case you’ve missed it my overall reading project focuses on influential women writers. Starting with a focus on the Brits, then branching out into the rootin’ tootin’ authoresses of the new world (very probably next year.) Kicking off my reading project with the first lady on my list, the notable poet and early feminist, Aemilia Lanyer.
I know that it isn’t her style, but Tay should strongly consider covering Whitney Houston’s I’m Every Woman, because it’s all in her. Whoa, that sounded like a dick joke. It wasn’t. I’m just implying that although she is widely adored and equally as hated, Taylor Swift never quite gets the credit she deserves. Let me count the ways in which T-Swizzle is amaze-dizzle. P.s. Taylor, if you’re reading this, I REALLY want to be your best friend.
I didn’t bother to make resolutions for 2017. I did however compile a gargantuan, majorly over-ambitious reading list. Although if I’m being honest, my list of books to read is always at least slightly over ambitious, but this one will without doubt keep me busy for the entirety of the year. Perhaps more than just one year, and the list below is merely the first half of my project. Continue reading “2017 Reading Project Part I: The Brits”
I will be the first to admit it, I’m a total Gleek. Although if I’m being completely honest, I will admit that I wasn’t always. In fact, I wasn’t on board until halfway through the second season. Glee for me, was an acquired taste. As a former theatre/high school music nerd, I had a multitude of critiques, chief among them being that I thought the show was over-dramatized. I went to a high school in a small, rural town just like the characters of Glee. And just like on Glee artsy kids were the wildly unpopular minority, but that being said no one ever slushied us or engaged in any similar behavior. People resented us plenty, but they mostly just made fun of us behind our backs and then left us alone in true self-absorbed high schooler fashion. Besides, those country bumpkins were too busy drinking ever clear and getting knocked up to do any real harm. Except when they were forced to sit through our performances, in which case they infuriated us by talking incessantly throughout and occasionally having a little too much fun with a well-placed laser pointer. All that being said, I’ve still watched every single episode multiple times. Shit, I own multiple Glee CDs. I’m not like, proud of it or anything, but that is the truth. And my favorite character, has always been Santana Lopez. Perhaps it’s because she’s so mean, and she gives voice to the kinds of mean thoughts I think but never say. Maybe it’s because she has the most unique singing voice of anyone on the show. I don’t really know, but suffice it to say that she’s totes my fav.
So this fall I read in People magazine that Naya Rivera, the actress who portrays my beloved Santana Lopes had a book coming out, and I was pretty pumped. The article I read mentioned that she talks in her book about her boob job, her path to Glee, and her relationships with fellow cast members. Being a person who also loves a good celebrity memoir, I also own copies of Bette Midler’s A View From A Broad, and Fran Drescher’s Enter Whining, I devoured the copy of Sorry, Not Sorry my boyfriend got me for Christmas. Continue reading “Sorry, Not Sorry…for this book review!”