Outside Lands 2012

Franz Ferdinand

Outside Lands earned a much deserved spot as a Tin5le in my last post. However, after actually going to the Festival this past weekend – I feel it deserves a dedicated post all to itself. Talk about a whirlwind. I’ve been to a few other festivals – however, I have to say that this one is very much unique to San Francisco. Set in Golden Gate Park amidst the Eucalyptus trees and thick blankets of fog, OSL has an undeniable ethereal and magical quality to it. But I also had the deja-vu feeling like I was back at summer camp. Each stage is fairly spread out and so to hop from act to act, you quite literally need your hiking boots and walking stick as you stomp through hill and dale and walk into forested canopies.


Me and the BFF watching Jack White

I would have to say that one of the most amazing acts was (no surprise) Justice. Their music was heart-thumping, body-rocking and an incredible experience! Thanks to our friends at BrightRoll we had an all day VIP pass and that allowed us to bypass the main crowd and watch the set from the special VIP lawn (accompanied by VIP dranks!) Being able to see such an amazing artist live and so up close was incredible. Some other notable acts were Franz Ferdinand who opened their set with my FAVORITE song, “Matinee” and continued to rock our socks off with a roundup of their best songs. Then of course Jack White was legendary. What a treat to see one of the greatest songwriters, guitar players, music historians of my generation. The Foo Fighters were also surprisingly powerful performers. Dave Grohl sings just as well if not better than he does on his records. They were flawless. And the added bonus of being able to watch them from the BrightRoll VIP cabana was unreal. I find myself so appreciative of all the people around me who made last weekend beyond memorable! Thanks so much to Brightroll for all the hook-ups and to Demand Media for the amazing memories ūüôā

Watching Foo Fighters from the BrightRoll VIP Cabana


Ugggh. This Family. I can’t…

A pack of Brats

I have not been a fan of this family for a while. In fact since I can remember, I never really liked Jada Pinkett Smith. I just never saw that attraction. To me she never really screamed feminine. She just seemed like a petite dude who is overbearing and loud. Loud, just like her husband. But, whatever. Jada never really had much of a career (Oh, excuse me. There was that one) and because of this blessed fact, she was never very much in the spotlight. But now her offspring are taking to the limelight like parasites to its host.

Ugggh…I really just can’t with this family anymore! I mean, when Jaden¬†Smith first hit the scene in “The Pursuit of Happyness”, I think everyone was captured by the fact that Will Smith was acting in a movie with his son. And like everyone (at first) he did seem really cute and like a good little actor. But then the Smith Clan hit the press junket circuit. I remember watching the two on Oprah and thinking to myself that this kid was terrible. He was all of 6 years old and cockiest asshole child I’d ever seen. And Will was so encouraging of that behavior that the whole¬†interview was kind of bizarre.

These two...

But now, that Jaden is a “Movie Star”, he has graduated to doing press and marketing all be himself like a big boy! Yeah, he likes to think that he’s a big boy but in fact he is still a HUGE DOUCHE! Particularly evidenced by that Letterman clip. Except that now he isn’t a 6 year old¬†brat (with an excuse) now he’s just an 12 year old¬†with the Ego and attitude of 28 year old¬†(Lord help us!) As if one Smith child progeny wasn’t enough – now Willow Smith has declared herself the new Pop Star/Rihanna¬†wannabe in music! (Side Note: Can I just take one minute to recognize how completely narcissistic it is to name your children after your own names? Its one thing¬†if it’s a family name. It’s a¬†whole other to name your children “Jaden” and “Willow”. I’d hate to even think about the mash-up names that didn’t make it.)

I love how Willow is now touting herself as the newest fashion plate and “it” girl of Hollywood. What baffles me more is that the Media is actually eating it up! Has everyone completely lost their minds and forgotten that this child is only 9 years old?! At 9 years old, the only thing this kid should be doing is going to school and enjoying her childhood! But then again, seeing how this family seems to be more concerned with accruing fame than actually raising their children to be decent members of the human race, it isn’t surprising that even Willow is willing to admit that¬†she doesn’t go to school and that she’s not at the same academic level of her peers. Bitch is too busy whipping¬†her hair.¬†¬†

Bitch better Whip Her Hair into some math classes!

I think what kills me more, is that these two actually think that they’ve earned all their “success”. News flash youngins, you didn’t earn shit. Your parents bought it all for you. If your last name wasn’t Smith and if your daddy wasn’t the Fresh Prince, you would be just another 12 and 9 year old¬†in school. WHERE YOU BELONG! These two only¬†put a spotlight on how¬†shallow the¬†depths of childhood reach when you grow up with family “in the business”. This is only one more example of how you can hype your own legend through nepotism and privilege. This has all of a sudden become the sudden precedent in young hollywood (I’m looking at you Destiny Cyrus {I refuse to call her Miley. She will and should always go by her government name}, Rumor Willis, Montana Fishburne¬†etc.) Here is a novel idea! How about you go out and work hard and earn it all for yourself instead of relying on your name to carry you? Because when you do that, it makes you a freak show. But if you work hard and make it through your own anonymity – then that makes you deserving of success. Until then (and that will never happen for these two) stop acting so entitled. You aren’t THAT good!

Where Did This Week Go??: An analysis of my own media-obsessed life.

So upon looking at my recent blog posts, I am shocked to see that its been over a week since my last post! Gah! Why?!?! And after reflecting on what I was doing that was so important as to neglect my bloggin duties – I realized that I might have a serious problem! I honestly didn’t do anything EXTREMELY crazy or time consuming…except that this week has been nirvana in terms of television programming. I was so consumed with all the season/series finales happening this week that I literally couldn’t be bothered to do anything remotely productive!¬†Perhaps television is running my life. But then again, I mean, COME ON! Lets take a look back on what a whirlwind week this has been!

Vincent was always my favorite castaway anyways!

Sunday: After 6 mystifying and confusing years ‘Lost’ promised to answer all questions! Did it deliver? Well, while I appreciated¬†the fact that the final scenes came full circle and recreated moments from the pilot – I still have a ton of questions. Like what happened to the plane with Kate, Claire and that eyeliner dude who doesn’t age (but now all of a sudden does). And if everyone was really dead while they were on the island, why could the Dharma Initiative interact with them and leave of free will?? How did Jacob’s brother (name?) turn into the smoke monster posthumously? Why did it make mechanical sounds? THERE ARE SO MANY QUESTIONS LEFT TO BE ANSWERED!!!

And then on top of that was the ‘Celebrity Apprentice’ season finale, with Bret Michaels. And as much as I am morally opposed to the theory and practice behind ‘Rock of Love’, his story did tend to pull on my heart-strings a lotta bit. Everyone loves an underdog (and a sickly underdog at that) and I’m no exception. Super glad he won and beat out Holly!

It should have been you Erin!!

Monday: Monday was Part I of the ‘Dancing with the Stars’ Finale and as much as I fight the urge to get as invested as I have in years past, I inevitably fall into the Paso-Doble-Death-Trap. Despite evidence to the contrary, I am not a middle-aged soccer mom sandwiched in the heartland, but I still get completely wrapped up in all the drama, sequins and skin that DWTS offers! At the beginning of the season I was hardcore rooting for Evan Lysacek, but after 14 weeks I realized what a boring bitch he is! So stiff and dry. I’m gonna start an internet campaign next year to get Johnny Weir Lindy-Hopping his luxurious locks and even fiercer fashion sense up on that dance floor and restore figure skating’s good name! So by Monday night my favors had waved from Evan to Erin Andrews. I know most people had drunk the Nicole/Pussy Cat Koolade, but I abstained. DON’T GET ME WRONG! I fully agree that she is in fact the best dancer they have ever had in 10 seasons –¬†but she had a MAYJAH advantage! Where Erin Andrews and Chad Ochocinco are celebrities in their own right, they aren’t celebrities because of their dancing feats! Thats ALL Nicole has been doing for the past however-many years. So for those reasons I was really rooting for Erin. Plus I love to see the dreaded free-style round!

The final "Pokerface" duet blew my effing mind!!!

Tuesday: OH. MY. GOD. What a night for TV! Again, the first of a two-part season finale on ‘American Idol’. After hearing Crystal Bowersox sing, I was certain that she had it in the bag. She seemed so much more present and committed than Lee. But then again, dreads on a white person tends to scare off middle America.

‘Dancing with the Stars’ Finale Part II (the results show) –¬†see above. That beezie Nicole did end up winning. Boo.

‘Glee’ – it was the Lady Gaga episode (enough said)

‘Parenthood’ season finale. I love this show for two reasons. Its set in Berkeley (LOVE!!) and there is a sporadic guest spot featuring my secret Hollywood boyfriend Jason Ritter (yum!) who stars as High School English Teacher (YUM¬≤!)

“Biggest Loser’ Finale – I am totally in love with this show! Its my only reason for going to the gym…EVER! I figure if they can do it, so can I! And I’m soooo GLAD that Michael won and not Kolbi! Ew. McLovin this show!

Wednesday: ‘American Idol’ Season finale part II (results show) –¬†see above. An amazing show filled with TONS of superstar performances, and in the end I’m SHOCKED that Lee won and not Bowersox. But whatever!

Don't worry dude. I was just as surprised as you

Thursday: This used to be my night for ‘The Office’, ‘Community’, ’30 Rock’ and ‘Vampire Diaries’ – but now that they all ended last week, Thursday was the saddest day this week.

Friday: (today) I went to go see ‘Sex and the City 2’ and was supremely disappointed! The fashion and overall scenery was amazing to look at and was complete eye candy, but the story line itself was…TOTAL cheesecake bullshit! Really pretty terrible and it felt super Mickey-Mouse. Like, they just wanted to make another movie so they didn’t care all that much about the overall script, just more that there was another movie made. Boo!

So now that I have clearly laid out and practically made an in-depth blue-print to where you can find my ass most nights of the week I am starting to recognize a pattern. My life may or may not be completely ruled by the TV guide line-up. This blog post is more of an independent intervention of sorts. As much as I hate series finales and summer programming pretty much sucks (except for ‘True Blood’ – pun intended?) maybe its a good thing that NBC has cut off my main supply of crack (aka ‘The Office’) and maybe now I can do that thing that bougie white people love to do ( I think it’s called “getting fresh air”. Am I pronouncing that correctly??) WOO HOO! Addiction officially over!!!! …Until the Fall…or Mad Men starts up again in July…DAMN IT! Is there a Betty Ford-type clinic for TV programming addicts? Is it called the BETTY WHITE CLINIC!?!?!?! Ok. I need to stop now. I’m starting to get embarrassed for myself.

Bieber Fever: aka the Apocalypse has officially started

A Trucker Hat? Really!?! Who are you? Ashton Kutcher in 2003?

So as a grown-ass woman (practically) I suppose I missed the grass roots campaigning that made Justin Bieber: the teen-phenom, all that he is. Because I choose to read ACTUAL magazines instead of Tiger Beat and watch REAL TV shows instead of the trite twaddle that Disney airs on a loop (don’t worry – I wasn’t talking about you Zenon- Girl of the 21st Century) I fully admit that I was unawares of “Bieber Fever” until it was knocking on my People Magazine doorstep! My first introduction to the little¬†tyke (because I officially refuse to believe that he is older than 11) was watching MTV’s Diary: Justin Bieber. I watched with an equally unsuspecting friend and while watching, a few things crossed my completely dumbfounded mind.

  1. Who IS this kid?!?!
  2. How does he have crazy crying 13 year-old fans eagerly trading in their backdoor cherries just to get a closer glimpse of his Mop Head and yet I still don’t know how to correctly pronounce his last name?
  4. Why does he treat his mother so badly?
  5. …that’s his singing voice?…
  6. and the attraction is? Infinity amount of question marks?
  7. Is it a coincidence that his last name reminds me of the word “baby”?

But Alas. Its seems that I am officially in the minority. Even Oprah Winfrey has given her Harpo-style blessing upon the “16 year-old” (I practically got whip lash on that one, I was rolling my eyes so hard) boy wonder and dedicated practically a whole OPRAH show (priceless television liquid gold) to his overnight “success” and his equally promising future (Asst. Manager at the Studio City Best Buy).

And FINE! I’ll admit it! Knowing that most people break out their interview arsenals for the big O, I decided to watch so that I might get a better understanding of why the Bieb-onic Plague has taken down more victims than the H1N1 virus. But I have to admit – after watching the show I was bitterly disappointed. Not only did this kid barely say anything of substance except for the occasional “Ummmm…yeah. The fans are crazy!“, it seemed that even Oprah herself was catching on quickly that the Biebs is mildly retarded (or just a self-indulgent douche. Both?)

But playing devil’s advocate, the Oprah producers probably also should never have followed the privileged¬†Canadian with the biggest sob story Philippino pauper turned pop star,¬†Charice. Because not only can this Beezie sing, and sing BIG – but she deserves all the success in the world. So by double booking these two, even someone like Taylor Swift and her army of country tweens would have been cursed as a spoiled white girl in comparison to this little singing magnate. Hmmmm…Probably didn’t cast the Biebs in the best light in hindsight… Oprah Producers!

SO all I have to say is, enjoy this moment now Bieber! Cause next year when you hit “puberty” (or in 5 years because you’re really 11!) and your voice changes, you shall fall into the elephants graveyard of other One Hit wonders who couldn’t survive “the change” (I’m looking at you Criss Cross and Hanson!) But in the meantime, while Bieber Fever rages on – those of us who have yet to become infected must hold the vigil and stay strong. Do not be tempted to swoon over his finely coiffed hair or his gay-face million dollar smile. Do not become distracted by his pint size and his adorable/douchy sense of hipster-rock style. If you do, the tweens/satan have won and the end of the world truly is Nigh!

Top 5 Tingles: May

Sooooooo…I feel like I’m always coming across interesting and new bits of pop culture that give me the excitement Tingles. I love finding new movies, books, music and art pieces that haven’t been saturated into the public’s conscience quite yet (that way they still have a bit of mystique and freshness about it). So with that in mind, I’d like to start a monthly addition called my “Top 5 Tingles” where I share what’s on my radar and what is making me tingle!

1.) ¬† ¬†“Nowhere Boy” (Weinstein Company) A few months ago when I was watching the BAFTA’s on BBC, I noticed a film that completely pricked up my ears. Nominated for 4 BAFTA’s including Outstanding British Film, “Nowhere Boy” chronicles the early life of John Lennon living with his aunt Mimi and just discovering a possible relationship with his mother, Julia. For anyone who knows me and my family, we are a clan firmly rooted in the music of The Beatles. Like most inhabitants of the world, the Lennon/McCartney song writing relationship is the reason why I appreciate music the way I do. According to me, if it weren’t for The Beatles, the face of music (regardless of time and space) would be bereft of the texture and poetry that listen to on a daily basis. ¬†I am so excited for this movie, not only because it is about one of the greatest songwriters of ALL TIME, but it is also about John Lennon’s teenage years – one of the least chronicled periods of his life. Plus it includes one of my fave British actresses, Ann Marie Duff! If you want, you can watch the trailer here and tingle along with me!

2.) ¬† ¬†Calavera Serigraphs. I recently came across this artist on Etsy who creates these really amazing serigraph calavera prints. They have a strong Dia de los Muertos influence that I absolutely love (because for some reason my friend and I are obsessed with skulls and skeletons at the moment) and these have the perfect balance of mortality and whimsy. The artist, Mis Nopales has a bunch of different scenes on cards, t-shirts, posters etc. A few of my favorite are scenes are of these amazing little Calaveras as Napoleon, Star Troopers from “Star Wars”, Frida Kahlo and Diego Rivera, Ben Franklin as well as Geishas. Every time I look ¬†at them I feel instantly giddy. Each is so fabulously intricate with layers upon layers of detail, but each cut and pattern only add to the whimsy and playful aspects of the scene instead of distracting from it. I have a list of at least 10 prints that I want to buy – they really have become my adult version of baseball trading cards! My private dream is to have a whole gallery wall full of these little Calavera Serigraphs surrounded my much more traditional artists. Something about the juxtaposition of “classic” art and the kitsch is a combination that I have always gravitated towards and I feel that these little 3’x5′ prints will make a welcome addition to my imaginary art gallery wall!

3.) ¬† Billy Und Hells. During the summer of 2008 I was fortunate enough to work as nanny to my art history professor’s 3 children while she worked in Amsterdam. Not only was it a dream job that a million Berkeley students would give their perfect 4.0’s for – but (*BONUS*) I got to have my own apartment right on the Princengracht near Leidseplein and see a version of Amsterdam that most people never have the opportunity to. I suppose I could wax philosophical about how I was inspired by the canals, gables and open markets – however, doing that would require a separate blog in and of itself! ANYWAYS, right down the block from my apartment was one of the greatest little galleries, Galerie Utrecht. One of the artist series they featured during the summer I was there has quickly become my favorite artist of ALL time, Billy Und Hells. Actually, this artist is in fact a duo who work harmoniously together professionally and personally (wink, wink). They were both inspired by fashion photography and used lithprint techniques to create some of the most amazing photographs where the colors are reduced, but still give an intense effect. What I also particularly like about their portfolio are their portrait formats that have become somewhat of a trademark. Portraits really walk the line of intimacy. Formal portraits can keep the viewer at a distance and become cold and reserved in their solitude. Billy Und Hells have taken these antiquated notion’s of portraits and instead infused them with an intrusive and uncomfortable intimacy. As a viewer I’m not sure whether to look away or come closer. In MY humble opinion, that is the best kind of art – something that at one moment makes you uneasy and then lures you in for more.

4.) ¬† Refurbishing. Ok, Ok! I can see you rolling your eyes at me right now and I don’t need your judgement! I am fully aware that refurbishing is not anything new and original. In fact, it is so old that one might argue that refurbishing was a trend back in your great¬†grandmother’s time. WHATEVER!! I have recently been introduced to this magical, never-ending world of refurbishing and ¬†I am a woman obsessed! A few months ago I started to watch this show called “Sarah’s House” where the decorator Sarah Richardson buys a house, guts it and renovates it completely from basement to attic according to her own style (dream). One of the aspects of her show that I have fallen in love with, and hope to emulate one day, is her ability to find amazing pieces at antique stores, flea markets, estate sales etc. and give them new life. I have been so completely impressed by the endless possibilities of what you can achieve with a can of paint, some sandpaper and a little bit of elbow grease! All I do now is cruise the blog-o-sphere for crafty reinventions and resurrections of timeless wingback chairs, Chippendale’s and vanity sets. In fact I’ve been eyeing my mom’s old dresser and vanity and have high hopes for bringing new life to it for my new apartment (if and when it ever actually does happen!) Should I tell my mom that I’ve already picked out a paint scheme and she should maybe consider looking for new furniture tout suite!?!?!

5.) ¬† Burlap. I sort have this love/hate relationship with Burlap. One the one hand it’s incredibly rough and dry and it’s soooo CUUUHN-TRY!! But on the other hand Burlap has this amazing quality to transform EASILY into something much more charming. Burlap is this exquisite medium that has a depth to it not previously seen before…I don’t know, boucl√®! And I’m not the only one who thinks so! It seems like everywhere I go there are screen-printed burlap wallets, memory boards and purses (I should know, I bought all of them!). I’ve included a picture of a chair that has become a hybrid of Tingle #4 & #5 and displays the versatility of my new fave fabric. This 70 year-old chair frame was given a facelift with a country-style burlap feed bag and my-oh-my doesn’t it look gorgeous! I’m loving burlap because it offers durability, its cheaper than dirt, it’s so diverse (it comes in a veritable rainbow of colors and patterns), plus it’s so mind-numbingly basic and plain, that anything you print on it or pair it with people will instantly think you are a creative genius – “Oh my god! I never thought to make a burlap bikini! You must be a creative genius!” Can’t you just hear the accolades now???