Archive for May, 2009

Things I Love Thursday

May 28, 2009


How do I start when there’s three weeks worth of TiLT to write out?

Iiiit’s impossible.

  • Getting a new job. Enough said.
  • Seeing the results when I change my eating habits. I’ve been celebrating a bit too hard, this new job, and for someone who doesn’t eat a whole lot of meat, too many restaurant meals means my body was all HEY JERK. BE NICE. And so in the last week of being good to myself again, (in the way that’s really good, not celebratory-good) feeling the difference has made me a happy girl. I’m so not into meat right now.

To be honest, I sense it taking me a while to get back into the blogging groove. Sometimes I live too much in alternate realities, between books and blogs. I wish myself into a world that isn’t mine, and when I resurface somewhere in Western MA I’m caught off guard and knocked a bit senseless. This week, I’ve been wandering in the Mists of Avalon, having dreams about Arthur and Gwenhyfar, feeling my own tides of the moon.

What’s on your list today?

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Did I ever tell you about the time…

May 5, 2009
phoenix beauty via flickr

phoenix beauty via flickr

…about the time that every. Store. In. Amherst. Was out of fake-eyelash glue? No, I didn’t move to Vegas, it was Halloween,  & the only fake eyelashes I could find were sold glue-separately. At Sally Beauty in Hadley I was ready to cry. After all, what self-respecting flapper (worst costume ever, everyone had to ask) doesn’t have Clara Bow eyes?

Anyway, Sally Beauty, too, was out. But the heroic salesgirl had an unopened (and unneeded) tube of eyelash glue in her car, which she kindly sold me for 30% under retail. In 2009, a Good Samaritan is a woman who sells you cosmetic accoutrements with which to dress up in imitation of the ultimate old-time bad girl.

I love the 21st century.

Literary Ladies #8: Scarlett O’Hara

May 5, 2009

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Literary Ladies is my weekly series where I nerd out for a bit & imagine my favorite literary heroines into the modern world. Email me your suggestions or leave a comment below!

Is there a literary heroine with more spunk, more grit, than Katie Scarlett O’Hara? I always have a hard time coming up with an actress to play my heroines, but this one was nearly impossible. Scarlett O’Hara is epic. She personifies the South, the belle of the ball, excess and poverty, determination– so many things to consider! And, almost more important, Scarlett must be ravishingly beautiful. That’s why I finally decided on Amy Adams:

I chose Amy Adams because of her amazing versatility– have you seen the plethora of movies she’s been in? She went from Enchanted, a family musical, to Doubt, which won a Pulitzer & deals with Very Adult Subjects, in the course of a year. I there’s any actress in Hollywood with the chops to play a woman like Scarlett, Amy Adams is the one. Gone With the Wind 2009 would be set in the South, of course, but since the whole premise is the Civil War I think I’m going to fabricate a war with Mexico. That’s the beauty of the internet. I can fabricate whatever I’d like. (Sort of like Scarlett, but with fewer broken hearts.)

One thing I would want changed about a modern-day interpretation is the fact that the original movie left out Scarlett’s other two children than Bonnie, who, in the novel, lived with her sister Suellen at Tara. In fact, the 1939 version left out a good deal of Scarlett’s more selfish traits & merely hinted at her cruelty, whereas in the novel the reader gets a good understanding of how disliked Scarlett is, even within her family, from her relationship with her sisters. Also absent is the true sense of evolution you get from the novel– in leaving out so much of her life, the changes within her character seem far less developed, and appear to happen with far less impetus than with her entire back story explained.

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Scarlett O’Hara, in 2009, would be draped head to toe in couture, and only the most fine, expensive couture at that. Even during sieges, battles– her couture would just be dirtier, more ragged. It is those times, of siege and death, where Scarlett really learns what she is made of. In the novel, it took all that hardship for her to come to an understanding of her own limitations and freedoms, which helped to solidify her stubborn streak– Scarlett never was good at following rules. In good times, Scarlett’s decadence and almost-obscene sense of style would be the talk of the town, and the envy of all the girls. She wears the highest heels, the reddest lipstick, the laciest underpinnings, the whitest & biggest diamonds, has the most suitors (and scandal) and always has to learn the hard way.

If you want to feel old

May 4, 2009

… take a look at this picture of Dinosaur Jr.  over at we all want someone to shout for.

I will continue shouting for J. Mascis, Lou Barlow & Murph for as long as they keep putting out music. But damn, did I feel it when I saw that picture. They were kicking around UMass Amherst before I was kicking anything but the inside of my mother. And that is awesome.

How to stop falling down

May 4, 2009
rhythmatic vulture via flickr

rhythmatic vulture via flickr

Being graceful has never been my strong suit. When I was just a young thing slinging cocktails & cleaning tables at a well-known local restaurant, the owner told me once the only reason she hadn’t fired me  for breaking so many glasses is that her contract with the dinnerware company replaced them for free. I like to think she didn’t fire me for other reasons, those being slightly less embarrassing.  I say slightly because once, after falling flat on my behind in front of a restaurant full of people, I stood up and bowed and everyone laughed. She told me after that that she ‘liked my style.’ She liked I Love Lucy & Fat Actress, too. What’s my style, now? Oh, my.

There is a point to this, I promise I’m getting to it. Grace. Strong suit. Not. Okay, the point is:

Today, my clumsiness made me ruin something. Disappointing, of course, because it wasn’t cheap. And then I realized, the problem isn’t 100% clumsiness. The problem is that I’m not mindful, almost ever, of my surroundings, limbs, actions– and that results in a proportion of clumsiness that isn’t organic to me, it just correllates to my state of being. So I’ve resolved to be more mindful, but how? Buddhism suggests meditation, but if you know me you know my capacity to sit still for any longer than two consecutive minutes is essentially nil.

I don’t necessarily buy that mindfulness is something you can package into a practice such as meditation. I think it has to be something that’s with you at all times, not a mindfulness-cell that  you recharge like a battery with 15 minutes of Ohm.

But I could be wrong. I can’t sit still. How do you stay mindful, internet?