note to self: never abuse make-up. (that's the girl from Danity Kane.) And this whole "dramatic eye" thing is getting old, which is why I love Leighton Meester and her laid-back natural beauty.
Aubrey (or whatever her name is) looks like a clown. I just wanna take a wet towel and wipe it down her face while simultaneously taking those overkill fake diamond bangles off her wrists. But i like how she's sticking up her broken middle finger, haha.
new music alert: Albert Hammond, Jr. (from the Strokes, which is pretty much my favorite band) has a new album coming out next week. The whole thing can be listened to on myspace until then.
I'm leaving for jersey on thursday, I'm both excited and reluctant to leave, but it's only for three days. I want to revitalize myself so this could be the perfect opportunity.
Last night I saw Wanted and I loved every minute of it. James McAvoy truly is a fine actor, and I've only seen two of his movies (the other being Atonement) but I always hear nice things about The Last King of Scotland. I have the dvd so maybe I'll watch it one of these lonely summer nights.
there's something about the way "viva la vida" is just splattered in the dead center, while lady liberty leads triumph during the revolution ... it complements the melodies in the tracks, so even if you can't dissect the lyrics, you'll still have some clue as to what they mean.
i remember reading an article about X&Y when it was released. the writer kept questioning the strange symbols (an alphabet?) that are depicted as random colored squares. what are they, anyway?
and here's something i've found kind of interesting. it's a journal by this girl who was just starting out on her journey to becoming a model. with all this talk of unsatisfied models who just want to make a living in a demanding industry, it fits right in.
i always knew that the lives of models really aren't all that glamourous and shit, but before reading this, i figured that the agencies would do more to accomodate their models; you know, make them feel comfortable. apparently, that isn't the case.
brody jenner, paris hilton and her potential best friends
forget dating shows. boyfriends and girlfriends are overrated. pfft. how about shows where you can just be best friends instead?
sure, the idea sounds crap. but hey, whatever works for good television.
earlier this year, Paris Hilton announced that she's working on "Paris Hilton's My New BFF," in which she'll embark on a search for a new best friend. and earlier this week, Brody Jenner announced that he's looking for a bromance. what's next? "Heidi Montag Needs New Friends"?
somehow, i don't think Hollywood would be the same without Paris. her matchy outfits and desperate need for attention actually kind of keep things interesting. (and she's not pregnant, as she was seen drinking and wearing an uber-tight belt around her waist in vegas -- way to prove the tabloids wrong, Paris)
photos: just jared, paris hilton online