I want you to get swept away out there.
I want you to levitate.
I want you to sing with rapture.
Be deliriously happy,
or at least leave yourself open to be.
Love is passion, obsession,
someone you can’t live without.
I say, fall head over heels.
Find someone you can love like crazy,
who will love you the same way back.
How do you find him?
You forget your head and you listen to your heart.
There’s no sense in living without this.
To make the journey and not fall deeply in love, well,
you haven’t lived a life at all.
But you have to try, because if you haven’t tried,
you haven’t lived.
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In the movie Meet Joe Black, a lot of really wonderful things are said.
I always go back to it. I always think “levitate. rapture. passion.”
All those things.
There may not be any deep love for me at the moment-
but things like this-
words like this and ideas like this-
they keep the belief there.
I see it in my family.
My mom and dad’s love for one another.
There’s an image in my mind that I cannot shake these days.
It is half memory- half vision of a dream.
It is perfect.
This has been a hard month.
February has been mad at me.
But last night there was a twinkle of light-
hours of undiluted delight.
I realized that true friends can be made at any time,
during any season, even amidst months that are mad at you.
This friend had me over for dinner and wine…
but it was so much more than that.
It was a solidification of parallels.
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Like a maniac, I have been working relentlessly from home tonight. I was pounding away at my keyboard furiously for hours on end…when suddenly, BAM! the system automatically shuts down. I always forget (especially when I’m on a role) that our cut off is 11pm. Why? WHY? Son of a bitch! I wanted to cry. In all honesty, it’s probably a blessing. I really should just go to bed. Perhaps the powers that be are trying to tell me something?
I need to lose myself in my dreams tonight.
My shoulders are soft and these pillows on my bed give perfect support for my tired mind. I have a light that looks like a giant ice cube. I put it on dimly when I climb into bed.
Its soft hum comforts me.
I am reading “Letters to a Young Poet” by Rilke.
It’s so beautiful-describing the way an artist lives, the way he has to live, to be, to create. Describing the sadness that sometimes comes-how complicated relationships can be.
It is decidedly so…
that you must do what you love,
that it takes all your life to know who you are,
that there is no need to rush this,
that I am doing all these things.
Photo: The CW
Alright ANTM fans…our trash tv Wednesdays have been revived now that the tenth cycle of America’s Next Top Model is officially underway. I always find the premiere episodes to be a bit of a blur. You don’t know who any of the girls are yet and there are way too many of them to keep track of. Thirty girls are in the running at the beginning of the show-by the end of the first episode, the contestants are cut down to a carefully selected fourteen. Up and coming excitement for this cycle? The apartment will be in New York City. That’s reason enough for me to want to watch right there. Plus, there certainly seems to be some personality in this group of hopeful chicas. There has been lots of drama and energy (and mild catfighting) right out of the gate with these babes. I often wonder how much of the dialogue is carefully scripted by diligent writers trying to up the controversy quotient, while being egged on by pushy producers and television execs. Either way, the show is entertaining for the most part, and what I enjoy about it is the inside look at the industry. I’m finding that I’m part of a minority group who still actually likes Tyra…and though I agree that she can be a little over the top at times (ok, waaaaay over the top), and that the show itself has its moments of serious cheese…something keeps me hooked. Whatever that something is, I tune in each and every cycle, like an old habit.
The judging panel seems to be a little bit more honest (mean?) this season. This should be interesting if it continues.
I realize that it’s a little premature to make any wagers, but my preliminary favourites are Claire and Katarzyna. I also like Allison. I think Marvita has got to be one of the most annoying model wannabes in the show’s history. Um, pretty sure there’s a reason why she was not selected in the past. Her attitude (and her bad hair) have gotta go. Fatima seems like too much of a shit disturber to be among my favourites…which means that she will likely stick around for a while to keep things interesting.
What do you think fellow ANTM addicts? Thoughts about the premiere and first impressions of the fresh cycle of ladies?
I don’t feel the need to sugar coat here, folks so I’m just going to say it: I thought that last night’s Academy Awards were a bit of a snooze fest. I think I tend to build it up, and forget that I enjoy the tradition of watching it more than the actual show itself. Had it not been for the witty banter with my family, the tasty homemade spaghetti in my belly and the handsome charm of Jon Stewart, I don’t know that I would have been entertained or satisfied at all.
I was pleased that Javier Bardem won the Best Supporting Actor honour, as I thought that his performance in No Country For Old Men was brilliant…that being said, it’s not my kind of movie. at. all. So Best Picture? I know I’m going to get heat for saying this but…that film was just not for me. I do think he’s amazing and definitely look forward to seeing future projects from the man though. I was stoked to see Daniel Day Lewis take the Best Actor statue home for There Will Be Blood. Lewis is a phenomenal actor, one of my favourites. Always humble and gracious. Genius.
I fell in love with the beautiful French actress Marion Cotillard, who won Best Actress in a Supporting Role for her performance in La Vie En Rose. This is one of the films that I haven’t seen, but am dying to. Marion plays the role of Edith Piaf in the film.
The beautiful and brilliant Diablo Cody, writer of Juno, and the winner for Best Original Screenplay deserves props for her fresh and hot red carpet style (and for daring to be herself). I especially love her turquoise skull cocktail ring.
First time attendee and nominee Ellen Page, who was up for her role in Juno looked adorable in a simple black vintage dress. She told Jeannie Becker on the red carpet that she bought the dress at a store called ‘Decades.’
Whose red carpet look was your favourite? Thoughts on the show? The winners? The fashion?