October, 2007

  1. Summer blog reading summary

    October 8, 2007 by admin

    I am quite aware that summer is very, very over, but you will have to excuse me because moving to L.A. has really screwed with my sense of time and space and I haven’t actually accepted the end of summer because it always feels like July, and I only started school last week. So bear with me.

    So, anyhow. As you may or may not be aware, all of you fuckers (and you know who you are), have practically stopped blogging. And when there are no blogs by members of one’s insular circle of friends left to be read, what is a girl to do? She will have no choice but to spend her summer reading blogs by strangers.

    So here, I present to you a selected list of what has been floating through my Google reader this summer. These are all pretty great blogs that you should probably be reading because they’re, you know, pretty great.

    Dress A Day: Erin is one of the first women editors of the OED! And she loves dresses! So she writes about them, and she writes about them really, really well.

    The Hater: Because what is the point of having pop culture if we cannot ridicule it at every opportunity? Also, the weekly Tolerability Index is the the greatest invention in the world.

    Feministing
    : Wonderful, marvelous, sensible.

    Go Fug Yourself
    : I know it’s malicious and shallow and petty. But the fug girls write so cleverly about how terribly the famous dress.

    Manolo the Shoeblogger: So, generally I am not a shoe girl (except for maybe the Fluevogs). However, the fact that this blog is written with the diction of a fabulously gay Spaniard makes it basically amazing. Also, Manolo is building a fashion blog empire, and all of his other blogs are great, but Manolo for the Big Girl is really, really great because it’s all about fat girl clothes, and despite the fact that they initially said they weren’t going to delve into fat politics, it seems to me that they have anyways, and have been pretty unfearful about it. Good stuff.

    Nine Gram Brain
    : So, Rebecca Eckler is really horrible and only reports on the fact that she doesn’t think she’s rich or thin enough and the fact that she has a career is an insult to journalists the world over. Luckily, this really horrible, mean, spot-on spoof of her blog exists for our continuing edification.

    The Comics Curmudgeon: Because let’s face it. Newspaper comics are really not funny and kind of shitty but at the same time sort of lovable, like an ugly, stupid puppy.

    The Sartorialist
    : Fabulous people looking fabulous.

    The L.A.ist: I am particularly a fan of their current project that involves reviewing as many Thai restaurants in Thai Town as is humanly possible.


  2. Dear everyone I know in Waterloo and the GTA:

    October 3, 2007 by admin

    Why are you all so sad? I think you’re all wonderful. So don’t be sad.

    I’m sorry that boys/work/school suck(s) so very, very much. Come visit me in California! We can play in the ocean and find celebrity boyfriends to feed us cupcakes and never be unhappy ever again.

    At the very least, you should all get together and get totally shitfaced.

    Love,
    Alexandra


  3. Ok, fine.

    October 2, 2007 by admin

    After months of resistance, I will admit it:

    The new Feist album is pretty good.

    I have generally been anti-Feist, simply because I feel as though people in my specific demographic (twenty-something, left-leaning, overeducated Canadian indie rock fans with hipsterish tendencies) are supposed to like Feist, and I generally resist doing, or at least feel really resentful about doing, anything that I feel like I’m being obliged to do. I’ve also resisted Feist because I think that prancing around in outfits like that sparkly jumpsuit only encourages the horrible turn towards 1980s-gym-clothes-meets-1970s-porn-American-Apparel-style fashion trend that I have observed among hipsters as of late, something that needs to stop because it is truly, truly fugly and there is no reason to look that horrible unless you are actually in a high school gym class in 1981. And if I were in that position, I would just cut off all of my limbs, and thus not have to participate/wear tube socks.