Can't they have a panel where the mother is rubbing Crisco and cocoa butter on her stretch marks and C-section scar, staring into the mirror at her daughter cowering behind her calves as she whispers, "Look what your burden of a birth did to me...LOOOOOK!" I think the kids would understand then why mommy needed a change. It would be like they were never born! "Mommy wants to erase all physical signs of your existence, I wear these marks, RED AS A SCARLET LETTER to remind me what a bottle of Bartlett & James, a quickie in the back of a Saab and a busted condom can do to a body!"
I can't believe it. Why would they ruin yet another one of my fondest childhood memories?! I guess they picked the right troll for the part. At least they got the nose right, this slut got a chop shop schnoz job and she still came out looking like Angelica Houston in "Witches" or that red headed beaver bumper from Fraggle Rock. With all these remakes going on I'm thoroughly concerned about the "integrity" of the Hollywood hit machine. A Nightmare on Elm Street remake/prequel, Prom Night, and TV Favorites (of people that aren't me) like Beverly Hills 90210 and Charlies Angels aren't even safe. I swear to the all mighty Gods of Glamor that if they recast and produce another Melrose Place I'm bombing studios and pissing on Aaron Spellings grave. I mean if they are going to do it figuratively they might as well go the extra mile and get it done right! I can't Imagine anyone playing Amanda Woodward Like Heather Locklear. Evil, Manipulative, Constant wardrobe changer. P to the S. The image is so large because I feel you need to recognize the face of evil when it's staring into your soul.
Sometimes I find it helps for me to type with my eyes closed. It's difficult for me to actually put into words the way something makes me FEEL. Though this hasn't always been the case; I have had to evolve and adapt so that my ramblings writings mirror the muck and mire in my mind as an accurate representation.
Deja Vu...It think I dreamt it, a long time ago. This is always a strange phenomenon for me because it leads me to wonder what Deja Vu means, What does it mean in this situation? how am I supposed dissect this? Am I supposed to dissect this? Why did I feel so...connected? I've often thought that Deja Vu is our "Guides" "Spirits" "Higher Power" letting you know you are where you are meant to be. Almost like a road sign say, "Proceed, you are on the right path."
I had one of the most intense feelings of Deja Vu today. I was reading something a friend had written, I thought, "What a dork, lol." and I imagined how they would respond if I typed that. Which then led to this strange premonition of a succession of events that lead me to this thought...that this meant something more than what the surface reflected. As if staring into a mirrored pond and suddenly realizing it's an ocean of thought, do I jump inside and explore the coral reefs and seafare? Or do I just trace my fingers along the edge and watch the ripples expand into a thousand tiny tidal waves?
Just call me Ms. Cleo because I saw this shit coming from a MILE away.During taping of an episode of the Tyra Banks Show Tyra announces that she plans to make Isis Tsunami's dream of becoming a REAL WOMAN come true by presenting her with a free vaginoplasty. "This is not happening." Isis was heard saying, "I feel like I'm about to wake up." well bitch maybe you should. Wake the FUCK UP! You were USED! They had you on that show as a plot point and a "success" story. Don't you know there is no such thing as a free lunch?! Tyra is going to have you on call night and day as her surrogate snuu snuu. When one of her dates decides he wants a lil something something and she has to give it up all she has to do is dial a number and you'll be placed in her dark bedroom, ass naked and unconscious for this man to use.
Tyra is quickly becoming the next Oprah in waiting. I fear the day when I type her name on Mozilla Firefox and it's not underlined as a misspelling. I always judge that as a sign of importance. It's our job to keep her humble...by rubbing her face in her failure.
So apparently Wanda Sykes is a les. and for some reason people we astonished...Really?
Not to say that you can't be FOR Gay Marriage and be straight because that would just be silly. I'm just saying...she's wearing a freaking blazer...a freaking snake skin blazer. The prosecution rests.
I would personally have been more pleased to see Queen Latifah come out and admit that she likes to wet her face with peach cobbler.
As evidenced in her early film/television career the queen could only stretch her acting muscles as far as her talent would allow. In her OWN TV Show, "Living Single" she was eclipsed by a hilarious cast. In this movie, "Set it off" she fell RIGHT into the roll of a hardcore gat poppin gangsta lesbian bitch. Maybe she took inspiration from some of her fellow rappers...but then we have reality.
I think more than anything in my life music has been a catalyst for my emotions. Not that I am unable to emote, more so that music is the lyrical lubricant for me. Whether I'm on the elliptical at the gym and motivating myself with
DJ Tocadiscos - Freak
or laying in bed and sliding towards slumber while listening to
Lentil by Sia
It's all relative as to what I relate to but in the past few weeks I have been obsessed with French music. Particularly a singer named Camille.
Her sound is often times hypnotic. Her second album Le Fil (the thread) resonates most with me. Throughout it there is a sound. A soft hum. almost like a reverberation of sound bouncing between wires and amplifiers like an eternal echo in an empty cavern. Far off and distant but always present and were you unfamiliar you would think this was unintentional...it was not. The tone is B. It is a low level drone that connects one song to the next allowing the audience to appreciate the entire album as a story of sort. This album is also note worthy because of her use of sound; her own in particular. She uses her voice as an instrument to form concussive beats and rasping flares as opposed to a drum or a snare. It is often compared to Bjorks Medulla album in this respect. She also has a live album of songs entitled Live au Trianon which is...heaven. It's almost as if you're sitting in an empty room with this woman on stage, the band hidden behind a curtain but prepared for whatever she is prepared to perform, all for you.
I've also found this melodic masterpiece called, "No Trace Of Grey" by Anja Garbarek a Norwegian singer-songwriter. Originally heard (by me) in the trailer for the movie Angel-A by luc Besson. The song is lovely in it's simplicity. Barely a short story, more a simple thought.
"I decided to stop...I decided to look up."
"What are they doing...in Heaven today?"
How amazing is it that, depending on how the song came about, it is that a simple thought could create something so incredible.
I imagine laying on my back in a vacant field, wet grass licking at my limbs like tiny tongues, outlining me like a snow angel thawed till spring. The blue sky sporadic with clouds and not a soul for miles. Deserted but not lonely. Alone but comforted by the silence of my surroundings with only the sound of my breathe and the beating of my heart to keep me company. The rhythm of solitary solace. Peace. Barely a soft breeze...a whisper of wind passing over my lips and mouth like a lovers fingertips...
...Speaking of.
Poe's Fingertips. A classic favorite from my past. Before I even knew passion for another person I knew that this song spoke to what that would mean for me. The yearning for the touch..
...the foreign touch of an unfamiliar lover. Someone you know only from afar and the tension built after weeks, months, ages of longing looks and flirtation exploding into a slow bliss of erotic exploration. Waiting with baited breathe for them to acknowledge. The conspiratorial glance that confirms their affection. The first kiss is almost like a postage stamp; saying, "I'm ready, take me away." Not too fast. Slow...passionate in their labor. Wanting to let the palm and fingers remember every curve and shape of the body. Finding the hallows often neglected; the nape of the neck, the slope of the jaw, the curve of a hip graced gently by fingertips that reach beneath elastic waist bands and praying the the promise of passion. It's like imagining a persons breathe passing over your navel like a soft kiss turning you into...
"...A Junkie"
...But maybe it's not that simple. Maybe you haven't coveted this persons touch for ages, maybe it's been minutes, less than an hour and you know that your mouth belongs on them whether it be respectively their mouth or places much more lascivious in intent. The almost paralyzing pleasure of sex with a stranger. Something in them screams for your attention. The cool coy smile they toss in your direction. Seducing you without words and breaking down your defenses into a thousand pieces until they lay at your feet. Crushed like glass into powdered fiber ready for you to inhale and turn into energy a well spring of adrenaline. Letting you glow like a soft candle beside a bed cloaked in obsidian dark. The one night stand. Pule pounding pleasure ringing in your temples and blood like a symphony of seduction.
Um...wow. That is not a road I intended to traverse. I think I'll grab my bags and hop off here.
You know....I... *Sigh*. I don't think I can approach this in an unbiased fashion but I will do my best to convey my STRONG feelings and distaste for the, "Bratz" Dolls.
If you have never heard of the "Bratz" Dolls chances are you don't have childen, live beneath a rock within a hole in the ground covered with sand and poop, OR if you have children then maybe you've done a good parenting job and haven't let these toy manufacturing monsters molest your child with their merchandise. "Bratz" dolls are for young girls specifically between the ages of 4 - 8 though they wear the clothes you'd see on a woman between the ages of 20 - 3025. The tag line for "Bratz" is, "The only girls with a passion for fashion". Not only are their attire unacceptable but thier social habits are reprehensible! "How so?" Do you ask? Well, one example would be the "Bratz Babyz Movie" in which the girls Babyz search for the stollen dog of a friend and in order to get money to get him back from the big bad pedophile bully they have to perform in an American Idol-esque competition where their dance routine includs a clip of them Drying themselves off with a towel! in front of a crowd of hooping and hollering boys. The girls clothes and behaviour throughout the entire film are sexually suggestive spouting such motto's as, "Flaunt what you Got" and "Closed legs don't get fed". Okay so I'm kidding about the second one but they might as well have said it since thier actions suggested it anyway.
The people of Mattel should be ashamed! They have gone too far this time! Not only do they provide these dolls with clothes I wouldn't put a stripper in but they also give them the face that only a plastic surgeon could mold love. I am not alone in my distaste for this product. In February, 2007 the APA (American Psychological Association) established their, "Task Force on the Sexualization of Girls" In the report that was published in accompaniment to the Task Force's founding they cited concern over sexuality the Bratz dolls allegedly portray
Bratz dolls come dressed in sexualized clothing such as miniskirts, fishnet stockings, and feather boas. Although these dolls may present no more sexualization of girls or women than is seen in MTV videos, it is worrisome when dolls designed specifically for 4- to 8-year-olds are associated with an objectified adult sexuality
– APA Task Force on the Sexualization of Girls, Report of the APA Task Force on the Sexualization of Girls
"Oh these dolls are no worse than Barbie." This is the argument I've heard the most regarding these unholy whore dolls. I don't think Barbie ever spawned an entire unit of the APA designed solely to increase the monitoring of sexualized girls in media, cinema, and entertainment.Oh well, why don't we take a moment to actually LOOK at the dolls?
- This is Chloe. Chloe likes, Fashion, lipstick, eyeliner, boys, and the latest trends in music. Chloe also apparently likes flaunting her midsection and underdeveloped child body. Why would an infant need to wear a mid drift baby tank top and hot pants? Lets just pretend it's hot outside and not confront the fact that she's perhaps dressed in a provocative manner to objectify her body and promote the idea that young girls should be proud of thier bodies and the eating disorders it took to get them!
- Meet the twins! Tori and whats her face! Though they look the same you can tell these are two VERY different girls! Tori enjoys lip gloss, clothes, and boys while whats her face enjoys eyeliner, lipstick, leather, and water sports! Both girls have that come hither stare and the look but don't touch bodies that drive men WILD. Their clothes say, "I'm old enough to know better but too young to care" while those bottle and chain necklaces speak to the inner bad girl in us all.
- Helooooo Katia! This Russian gymnast princess understands the way the world works. To get a little you have to give a little! So she keeps herself pretty in hope that one day her prince will come, if not all over her face than maybe to take her to America where she can worry about important things like buying their perfect SUV and making babies!
Ah...toys are fun AND educational! Oh and the buck doesn't stop there! Coming this summer is the Bratz live action movie staring girls you've never heard of but being produced, choreographed, and dressed by none other than Paula Abdul!
Who is of course an awesome role model
I don't know what else I could say about this topic. I have approached it emotionally, rationally, and even went as far as to provide actual facts for my disdain. I could go on this topic forever, or at least until my boss finds more work for me to do but I leave you with a letter to the directors of production for Mattel and the Bratz distribution department that I plan to submit to them.
Dear Mattel,
My name is Carlos. I am a 34 year old teacher at Highland Elementary school and Wheaton Maryland. I have recently come across the Bratz Babyz dolls that your company produces. A young girl named Samantha in my class presented this for show and tell. I must admit that I was confused at first. I did not believe that a reputable company such as yours would produce something such as that. After taking off her clothes (The dolls, not my students) I confronted by the Mattel logo and a feeling I didn't know how to describe. This dolls body was proportioned in a way that would suggest she was just a child but the clothing that she wore were both provocative and suggestive in a sexual manner. I struggled with myself for quite sometime, not knowing whether to send this letter to you or if I should simply keep my feelings quiet but I found that through silence nothing is accomplished. So, please let me be the first of what I assume will be many to say...THANK YOU! I never thought in a million years that a toy company like Mattel would create such a HOT DOLL. I have struggled all my life with my feelings towards children but now that I know Mattel not only condones but encourages my beliefs of child love than maybe there IS nothing wrong with me! At first I thought that maybe I was looking at this with hungry eyes and only seeing what I wanted to see but after reading article after article about the sexualization of these dolls bodies and watching the cartoons (which I hope you will make a live action movie out of) I firmly believe that you understand and accept your contribution to the world of toys for what it is, a gateway between the world of a pedophile (I don't really enjoy that term) and that of a child! I even went as far as to discuss your products with my support group. Many men were resigned to believe that their affection for children was wrong; but not anymore! After sharing my findings with my fellow child lovers they have come around to seeing things my way. So like I said, please expect to receive more letters, e-mails, and phone calls from men and women who share the same feelings as I do.
Now that I understand that we DO in fact live in a world that accepts the idea that young men and women should, "Flaunt it if you got it", (a direct quote from the Bratz Babyz film) and shouldn't be fearful of being viewed as sexual creatures because it's perfectly okay! You have also made me more comfortable with myself and my once shameful affliction. I can already see that Samantha has been exposed to the Gospel of the Bratz Babyz dolls, just the other day she wore a tank top and mini skirt to school, which up until now I viewed as bad parenting. Now I know she's just flirting. So please accept my deepest gratitude and thanks for producing such a product and know that though I wouldn't let my kids play with those toys (I have two boys :( ) You definitely have a customer for life!
Warmest Regards, Carlos
P.s. I have recently found that a Bratz movie is in production! But, don't you think those girls are a little too old?
Hi, my name is Justin. I like Kites, Puppies, and sometimes Justin refers to himself in the third person because he thinks it's "Precious". I also like opinions; my own more than others for rather selfish but entertaining reasons. Most importantly I created this blog as an outlet for my inner voices...I mean thoughts.
