Random Observations of a Random Observer

Wednesday, July 26, 2006

Grunge - Say it Ain't So

Today, I went over to the Barnes & Noble to carry out one of my favorite rituals - reading all the magazines I desire and then re-shelving them to appease my guilt for not buying anything. Much to my dismay, the pictures in the Vogue Magazine now out on news stands suggest that Anna Wintour has decided that grunge is back "in" this Fall. Say it ain't so!
Its bad enough I have to endure yet another season of doey-eyed, pasty models trying to sell me crap I don't need. But when they are dirty, unkempt but everyone is calling them "fashionable" and "bold" I gotta draw the line - although persisting in dirtiness does require a certain boldness. Still, what's next? A remake of Smells Like Teen Spirit? Nooooooo! (No disrespect to the Kurt Cobain fans.)

Bradley's Originality

I knew when they were milking that whole confused Bradley thing that something was fishy.

Nina Garcia said that his design was "the most original." The most original in comparison to what? Hello! Didn't it look like Daniel Vosovic's Tulip interpretation from last season - shape, color and all? Heck, yeah. Maybe I don't know the definition of "original."



Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Y&R's New Generation

Colleen (Adrianne Leon) is soooo annoying. She talks too much, which I guess is the writers' doing, not her own. But she is a horrible actor. Her voice, her pronunciation sound plain fake, like she's trying to act. Furthermre, Leon is also too old to be Colleen. Am I supposed to believe this grown woman just graduated from high school? I want another Colleen now. Better yet, let's just resolve this whole Brad thing, so that Colleen can fade into oblivion. Colleen makes Y&R so hard to watch. Why is she riding Paul's back like that? "OMG, what did my dad do?" or "OMG, where is JT?" How can you run an investigation with her big-mouth flapping all over the place? Leon's character and the way she plays it is just so not endearing.


But Lily (Davetta Sherwood) is not much better. She's also a blabber-mouth character that make the story so unrealistic, so uninteresting. And they all look so old, trying to play kids fresh out of high school. Yeah, right. She was sitting on Dru's lap in one scene today. And it literally looked like an awkward scene where one grown woman was sitting on top of another. Sherwood has made no connection with her on-screen mother and it is painfully obvious to viewers, especially since things are supposed to be all good between them. Her acting on this show is just not honest, which is not to say that she isn't good in other things I've seen her do.

One of the greatest things about Y&R used to be that all the characters were living with lies that only committed viewers knew. These secrets would be peeled back like an onion, all in due time. Now everyone knows every secret. And they're shouted from the rooftops.

So my random observation is not only that this new generation's acting sucks, but that the writing does too. The writers seem desperate to usher in a new generation since Nick and Sharon are older now. But it seems forced and the actors don't fit. Get it together Y&R!

Saturday, July 15, 2006

You, Me & Carbs

Last nite he planned the date. Now I know why I will never stop being a domineering, control freak, especially when it comes to deciding how to spend my evening.

First, he wanted Italian. Thanks, alot. Why don't u just manually insert fat where its least flattering on my body? But I thought, What the heck? Eat carbs, drink, be merry. For tomorrow, you die.

Then the most unthinkable thing happened. He wanted to see "You, Me & Dupree." From the instant the movie title came off his lips, a sense of dread rose within me.

So we're in the movie, right. And it is sooooo borrrrring I could scream. The laughs are few and far in between. And that's putting it mildly. Owen Wilson is running around with the stupidest haircut known to man. Matt Damon has no comedic timing; and, that whole dry wit thing he tries to pull off...close, but no cigar. Michael Douglas (he plays Kate's dad) looks old; but, can play a prick better than anyone in the biz. And Kate Hudson has the body of teenage boy. That crap is not sexy. She has no curves, no womanly goodness. I started thinking Maybe my date should've forced carbs onto this rail of a girl.

I want to go back to a day when females in Hollywood looked like women...Audrey Hepburn, Marilyn Monroe, and Jane Mansfield were big-fine compared to these starved-out, pilate'd-out stick figures on the big screen today.

Dear Kate,

Eat carbs, drink, be merry.

Sincerely,

Random Oberservation b.k.a. R.O.R.O.

PS: Your movie sux! But I always like your hair, for whatever its worth.

I really have no desire to rehash the plot of "You, Me..." Just know, it starts slow, but crashes fast. This movie gets a ...

Monday, July 10, 2006

My Serious Girl Crush on Kelis

Kelis is so cool. I aspire to her level of whimsy and beauty. Here she is at the charity basketball event "A Midsummer's Night Glam Jam: A Night of Music and Fashion Fusion" held July 9th in L.A.

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If I didn't have a pseudo-life, I would totally try to be one of her assistants. Her style is the lovechild of an illicit affair between fashion forward and fashion miscreant. Aren't those shoes a great focal point? Yeah!

See more pics from the GlamJam at Cake and Ice Cream

Don't know what a "girl crush" is, click here or here.

Friday, July 07, 2006

MTB3 Last Night

Did anyone suffer thru MTB3 last nite? It was hell week for the girls; and, it was hell episode for me. I don't know. This show is so cheezy because it seems so forced. Last week, MTV's editing department manipulated the footage into showing Wanita/D.Woods having a moment of personal triumph where she realized she is big-fine but brothers like that and trying to starve herself would be self-hatred.


This week, the moment of personal triumph came courtesy of the torture inflicted on Aubrey by Miss Jones. Jones claimed Aubrey couldn't sing a lick and then Aubrey started trippin' talking about she didn't want to be known as the pretty, white girl in the group who can't sing.

Aubrey, here are some random observations for you. First, you don't have to keep reminding us that you're white and a girl. We can see that. Second, you are a white girl, yes, but, pretty, no. The "pretty, white girl" title goes to Aundrea (though she looks Latina sometimes). So don't worry, hon, no one will confuse you for the pretty, white girl. You fix up nice. But that's about it. Third, we know that your voice is iffy - sometimes it's good, though. In the previous season, you weren't exactly killin' 'em with the vocals - note the performance at the N'Sync Concert. But when you were in the Betty Wright vocal session at the end of last nite's show, you sounded great.

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In Aubrey's defense, Miss Jones is just a bitter, has-been singer herself. Her vocal capabilities notwithstanding, here's how one person felt after purchasing her 1998 solo album:

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Though Miss Tarsha Nicole Jones makes her full-length debut with The Other Woman, the R&B singer arrives equipped with the substantial reputation of underground hit singles, guest appearances on rap tracks, and her own New York radio spots. And with The Other Woman's rap and croon cameos--from Mobb Deep, Craig Mack, Doug E. Fresh, and Dru Hill's Jazz--Miss Jones clearly has the support of friends in high places. But despite all this, the only places where The Other Woman distinguishes itself from the late-1990s glut of slickly produced, formulaic female vocal releases is with songs such as her Miki Howard cover, "Love Under New Management," which flirts with an even more saccharine era of R&B. For the most part, Miss Jones's music is as generic as her name. --Roni Sarig

Clearly, this woman is bitter and resentful, which is all the more reason why Aubrey should know she has nothing to worry about. Aubrey, just take Miss Jones' singing career as an example how to do it wrong. Let her wallow in her own damnation as a bitter spectator. {Source}

One last random note, wasn't the convo b/t Diddy and Aubrey concerning her being sent home just a little too familiar, almost intimate??? Oh, the speculation swirls.