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June 24, 2009

she don't know if he's got the wedding ring on

if jeff tweedy and the boys don't step up their game they are in grave danger of losing me forever. to a younger, hungrier lover. it's not that i'm not in love with wilco anymore - because i am. i really really, really do. most of the happiest moments of my life have been experienced with them by my side. its just that...well. it's been fifteen years and judge me if you must. but, whenever spencer krug walks into a room my heart starts pounding, my stomach implodes, and i just can hardly help grinning from ear to ear. who knew cheating could be so much fun? happy sunset rubdown y'all!

Posted by young_christopher at 9:44 PM | Comments (0)

June 15, 2009

le balloon!

in case you haven't noticed - my writing here in this forum has been a bit "sporadic" of late - and when i have written the conversation has tended to revolve around music. which i'm totally cool with. because as has been well established by now - i love music. but if there is one thing i love more than music it is the streak. i've had a few notable and legendary streaks in my life - but perhaps the most famous(infamous?) was the one that entailed me not shedding any actual tears since the tender age of fifteen.

it was at disney world. right by cinderella's castle. and i was wearing my sunglasses at night...which apparently even corey hart thinks is pretty cliche. but whatever corey...as i recall i was completely and utterly heartbroken over a girl named beulah (of all things) three years my senior - who had spent the entire weekend flirting with my older brother. and in the interest of fairness - i am much, much cooler than my older brother...but he always had that indefinable "it" that has eluded my whole livelong life...anyway that's not important.

what is important is this: last weekend i was in ashvelle, and i convinced my sister and her husband that we should take the kids to see up. because for my money there's nothing better than watching a child watch a really cool movie. and so we did. after church on sunday we ate a quick lunch and headed to the theater whilst singing the let's go to the movies song from annie. and in the interest of full disclosure i only knew the words from the chorus but eve imogen was all over the rest. which makes my heart happy.

and so we settled in with our popcorn and our refreshing beverages as the previews rolled and then the the lights went down - and then...it finally happened. the first fifteen minutes of up was just so heartbreakingly perfect i couldn't help myself. which is really shocking because sentimentality usually does nothing for me. even simon and garfunkle contend that i am more rock & island than they could ever hope to be...but the way they captured the first fifty years of carl's (seriousl - carl? i get the hint!)
life was just....well it was pretty much perfect. i'll admit it got to me. damn you pixar! the streak has ended. i cried. actual tears...and it was glorious! what a fantastic movie....!

as an aside. i've always been averse to fully realised computer animation versus 2-d/real animation (the iron giant will forever be the greatest animated film ever filmed) but those kids over at pixar know how to tell a really, really great story...the best part of the movie for me though was the aforementioned enjoyment of sitting between my oldest niece and nephew and watching them watch the movie...seeing their faces and listening to the unbridled cackling/laughter (squirrel!!!) and then looking down the aisle to see my not yet two year old niece - eyes glazed over in hopeless awe i couldn't help remembering what it felt like to be a child glued to a movie screen watching....for me it was diney's robin hood ....but you can fill in the blank as you see fit.... i may be a snob when it comes to music - but i am hopelessly helpless when it comes to film - and it's nice to know that i am still susceptible to magique and i can still get lost in that childlike wonder. and that can be a wonderful thing. anyway...just thought you might like to know. now go see this film. stat!

Posted by young_christopher at 11:37 PM | Comments (1)

June 4, 2009

Acid wash? We're seriously doing that again?

Look, I know I've said things about fashion that I've had to retract, and I know I'm trying to be a more bold, daring dresser, but there a few things that I simply cannot handle seeing while I innocently browse the shops, and I am certain that I will never cease my objections to these abominations.*

I'll begin with the store to which I inevitably turn for cheap clothes whenever the weather changes. The terrible and wonderful H&M. Let's take a look at an ad that features some of what they've been throwing at us:

I take particular issue with two of these "cool girls," starting on the right with Yana the film student. Yes, that's a body suit; yes, those are acid wash jeans; and no I have no idea what's happening on the side of her head. But I do know that this whole ensemble (raggedy hair flipped to the side included) is a blatant rip-off of a girl named Jennifer who was in my 8th grade class. In 1993. I was never allowed to own a body suit because they were "trashy." I love you, mom.

My second issue is with Amanda the "model/blogger" (which...whatever) in the tight, shiny romper. Rompers, people. They are everywhere, and I cannot tell you how many times I've thought for a moment I was looking at a cute sundress (I'm looking at you Anthropologie) only to discover that the skirt part is in fact, shorts. No. Thanks. Making these unfortunate articles of clothing tight, shiny, and strapless is just beyond ridiculous.

The topic of the romper fashion extravaganza naturally leads one to consider its wretched sibling, the jumpsuit. On virtually every clothing website these days, you now have "Romper" and/or "Jumpsuit" as a handy selection in or near the Pants category. Celebrities are seen out and about in them constantly these days. Consider this Chloe jumpsuit that costs $2,175 at Nordstrom:

"Total waste of fabric and a sexy top" comes immediately to mind, followed immediately by "pain in the ass to deal with when you have to pee." Is a diaper joke tempting you? Resist! It's far too obvious, particularly when you see the back. I'm too lazy to upload the picture so if you're dying of curiosity, here you go.

I can't get away from these things. I see acid wash all the time now, even in jacket and skirt form (okay, I've only really seen it like three times on an actual person). I don't even know why a woman would feel compelled to wear those doofy harem pants and jumpsuits. Why? What's wrong with a cute sundress? Or just pants and a shirt? Certain of the rompers...I can kind of get. Maybe. Like on windy days there's significantly less chance of a panty reveal. Still, though, I look forward to putting this fashion trend behind us.

*famous last words, I know. shut up.

Posted by heidi at 5:11 PM | Comments (2)

June 3, 2009

reason number 575....

....to never leave home without a digital camera. you never know when you will bump into a jonas brother at the cool springs galleria mall. technology can be a bitch y'all!

Posted by young_christopher at 8:00 PM | Comments (1)