September, 2007

  1. West Hollywood, I love you!

    September 29, 2007 by admin

    1. So, today I was going to go the West Hollywood Book Fair, for two main reasons – one, to hear Jessica Abel speak and two, to make fun of Wil Wheaton for still riding on his TNG fame, only, this just in, I’m a crazyface, and the book fair is actually tomorrow. Well, oops. Tomorrow I’m going to the market with a friend (Yay for having friends! Yay for having food!) so it looks like I won’t be able to go at all. Le sigh.

    2. The day was not a loss, however, because I wound up at the Crossroads Trading Company, which it turns out, is a FANTASTIC used clothing store and I got a Betsey Johnson dress that looks so amazingly good and amazing for twenty dollars! Twenty! Dollars! Those things retail for, like, three hundred! I am so stoked about this dress that the idea of it alone is going to sustain me for the next two weeks and I won’t have to eat.

    3. I also went to Out of the Closet, which is a local thrift store chain that operates as a fundraiser for AIDS research, and I didn’t get anything, but it was full of very large and hilarious dresses that I’m fairly certain are drag queen cast-offs. I almost bought this really hilarious poofy one with polka dots, but then I realized that not only would it be circus tent sized on me, but I do not need a drag queen prom dress. Not today, anyhow.

    4. This just in: The L.A. gaybourhood is fantastic news.

    (On an unrelated note, the fact that this t-shirt exists makes me so, so, so happy.)

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  2. Dear Everyone,

    September 29, 2007 by admin

    No need to thank me, or anything, but tonight I invented a recipe for rootbeer cupcakes, complete with melty icing that looks and tastes like the ice cream that melts over the top of the glass when you get a rootbeer float. And calories shmalories, because I burned them all off in the baking process because I don’t have an electric mixer yet and it was hard work mixing everything by hand. Er, spoon.

    Anyhow, whatever. Now everyone will want to be my boyfriend.

    Love,
    Alexandra

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  3. Misc.

    September 25, 2007 by admin

    So, turns out there is a band called the Barbarellatones. This is both good news and bad news. The good news is that there is a band called the Barbarellatones. The bad news is that I should have thought of the name first, because my band called the Barbarellatones would have been girl group meets surf rock and all of the songs would have been about sex. Sex in outer space. Oh, and sung in French. This band called the Barbarellatones describes themselves as “a glam pop band with dreamy, sitar drenched songs,” who “bring back the glam pop of the Ziggy Stardust years.” Now, in and of itself, this sounds like a pretty not bad premise (although – I hadn’t realized we’d left the Ziggy Stardust years behind. My bad), and the title of their first album is also pretty good (Interview with a Glampire), but the sample that you can listen to on their website just sounds like a not-very-good Hedwig soundtrack ripoff. And I really don’t know how I feel about their song Chocky the Hawaiian Dirt Cat, like, is it funny because it’s actually funny or is it funny because it’s not actually funny? I don’t even know, and I’m usually a pretty good judge of these kinds of things.

    Anyhow, the Barbarellatones are actually playing in L.A. tonight, and, although I am usually exactly the kind of person who would go to a concert because the band has a wonderful/stupid name, tonight it’s not happening because I have:

    a) a stomachache
    b) no desire to go wandering around in the dark looking for the club
    c) a prior engagement with the Santa Monica Stitch’n'Bitch
    d) a sneaking suspicion that this band might actually be kinda shitty.

    In other news, I’ve been reading the Sartorialist a lot for the past while, and you should be too. While he and I do not always agree on what is fabulous (for instance: he thinks this is fab, I think she looks like a microwaved corpse), and while he tends to like women’s clothes that favour the waif-like, today he has outdone himself, because this has got to be the most stunningly beautiful thing I’ve seen in forever.

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  4. Dearest Rufus Wainwright,

    September 24, 2007 by admin

    That was completely and utterly transcendent and amazing. That was the happiest few hours of my life. I think it was the happiest few hours in the lives of everyone who was there tonight. The karma inside the Hollywood Bowl was amazing. There was some dude wandering around the area where I was sitting giving people chocolate cake because they’d just given him all this extra cake for no reason at the restaurant. That’s some pretty good karma. I like to think that you, Rufus, created that karma, by sheer virtue of being completely amazing and fabulous and beautiful in every single way. I cried because it was so wonderful. I cried because it was so funny. I called Emily in Canada to tell her how excited I was. It was just super amazing and there really are no words. Everything was just so exciting and alive. My favourite part was all of it.

    (I would also like to add that one of the best moments in my entire life was when Puttin’ on the Ritz started, and the two extraordinarily fabulous types sitting beside me launched into an impersonation of the monster in Young Frakenstein, probably one of the most important musical moments in cinematic history.)

    I love you, Rufus. Forever.

    Eternally yours,

    Alexandra

    Oh, and:

    Dear The Hollywood Bowl,

    You make really great popcorn. Being the girl who often skips dinner on nights when she is going to the movies so that she can eat more popcorn because she loves it that much, I should know.

    A.

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  5. The actual title of this post won’t fit in the space allotted

    September 23, 2007 by admin

    Things towards which I harbour an unreasonable amount of animosity, but that I am considering possibly becoming more open minded about in order to become a more well-rounded and less embittered individual:

    1. Dating

    2. Organized group activities

    3. Babies

    4. Small dogs

    5. Broccoli (although I am making headway and can now consume broccoli provided it is completely doused in some kind of sauce, or disguised in such a way that its presence is almost a secret)

    6. Guitar solos

    7. Drum circles

    8. Bras with no underwires. Actually, scratch that – what is the freaking point of a bra with no underwires? All you get is a floppy uniboob. I am not going to be open-minded about uniboobs.

    9. Ska

    10. Hemmingway

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  6. Two things:

    September 23, 2007 by admin

    1. Because inquiring minds wanted to know, you can see what my apartment looks like over at my Flickr page.

    2. I have been secretly blogging over at my new blog about L.A. that exists for the purpose of telling my mom what I’m up to but haven’t told anyone yet, but I’m telling you about it now. It’s not very pretty yet, but it will be as soon as I put some super-duper graphics together for it.

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  7. Why did we leave that party early?

    September 22, 2007 by admin

    1. Such an astounding concentration of douchebaggery in one tiny-little grad student housing apartment can be so overwhelming.

    2. These conditions could have be mitigated somewhat had I been roaring drunk – unfortunately, two tiny glasses of wine and a cookie consumed at the mixer earlier in the evening doth not a roaring drunk make.

    3. Having one more person ask me to explain exactly what musicology is would have possibly pushed me towards, if not over, the edge.

    4. Two different guys, within the span of half an hour, explained to me that the main reason they were going to grad school for chemistry was “I really like explosions, you know?”

    5. A bubble bath and the new issue of Bust were waiting at home.

    (Also – mad props go out to the new issue of Bust because it is super great. Bust had been worrying me somewhat recently, for various reasons, but this issue is really quite good (or at least better than of late) and features a sort of chubby model in the fashion spread, less heteronormativity in the sex section, and what seems like piles more content than usual, for some reason, including articles on the history of flight attendants – which is timely considering the recent Southwest debacle; a really balanced piece on arranged marriages in India; and super fantastical interviews with Miranda July and Debbie Harry. But most importantly of all – there are instructions for making your very own DIY version of that Damien Hirst skull.) (Although my favourite work by that guy is still the whole ridiculous Stalin thing, which would also be pretty easy to knock off. If you had a big picture of Stalin.)

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  8. Dear Everyone,

    September 13, 2007 by admin

    I just wanted to let you all know that I have bought a ukelele. I feel that I am now about 35% closer to achieving my dream of becoming a world renowned rockstar and iconoclast.

    I am also fielding applications from anyone who would like to start some kind of uke/new wave fusion band.

    Love,
    Alexandra

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  9. Oh, X-Files.

    September 11, 2007 by admin

    I have discovered that there is a television channel here that screens X-Files all night on Monday nights from 11:00 until, like 6:00 in the morning, which is pretty much a really great invention. They are also just screening random episodes in what appears to be no particular order, so it’s like X-Files surprise grab bag night. You may ask yourself why I, owner of every single episode of X-Files on a collection of 62, likely bootlegged, DVDs (thank you, Ebay) that I carted across the continent with me, needs X-Files grab bag night because I can watch any episode any time I want. Well, I say to you, shut up. If they are screening X-Files, I will watch it, because every episode of X-Files is an important cultural event. Even the one I am watching right now, which happens to be the one with all those orthodox Jews and that zombie thing, and features Scully in her frump/shoulder pad period. An important cultural event, I tell you.

    Maybe I should go to bed.

    EDIT: It is not actually 3:18 in the morning, as the time stamp at the bottom of this post would have you believe – it is only 12:18 here, which makes me about 50% less lame than if it was past 3:00 in the morning and I was still up watching X-Files. I could have just changed the time zone setting on my blog, but instead decided that writing this disclaimer would be better for really no reason at all, as I will now proceed to forget about fixing the time zone setting and all of my posts will have the wrong time stamp on them and people will think that I am a vampire or similar being that only comes out at night.

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  10. Oh, marvelous!

    September 8, 2007 by admin

    I am coming to you today, not from my apartment, but from the apartment just across from my apartment. Why? I will tell you. Because there is a major electrical problem in my kitchen so they’ve put me in this apartment for the next few days while they go in through the walls and fix whatever the problem is. This situation, of course, is really stupid and begs the following questions: Did the person who lived in my apartment before I moved into it not notice that the kitchen (including fridge, stove, microwave and anything you could hope to plug into any of the outlets) didn’t work? Didn’t they notice that the fridge was doing a really good job at keeping everything at room temperature? Didn’t the university check to make sure the kitchen was working before I moved in? I ask myself. Anyhow, I probably shouldn’t complain because my new BFF Mike, from maintenance, is very nice and they’ve actually been very efficient about the whole thing (not like that stupid incident with Bell Canada two Septembers ago – but at least I got that great letter out of it) and I’ve been promised some kind of reimbursement, possibly in the form of money on my student card, which would be pretty sweet because they take my student card at Whole Foods so I could spend it all on ostrich eggs which are hopefully more delicious than emu eggs.

    So, anyhow. Other than my apartment being broken, things have been pretty much great.

    I keep talking about this new blog that I’m starting but I can’t start it because I can’t think of what to call it, which is clearly the most important thing. I was thinking of “Whistling Down the Northern Lights,” but that title reminds me of how sad I was about moving here a couple of weeks ago. Just now I thought that “Pelican Sightings!” might be a pretty good title because I got really excited the other day when we were in Malibu and I saw a pelican because I’ve never seen a pelican before (and am, apparently, easily amused by birds), but maybe that would be a dumb name for a blog. Or a great name. I don’t know. Blog names are a fickle business. So, yeah. Input would be great, you guys.

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