It's Christmas Time in the City

Lots of fun stuff going on!

Last week Christmas movie night at Emily's with Kels and Cara (and hot chocolate with peppermint schnapps). "Eight is a lot of legs, David" and "I hate Uncle Jamie".

Another Christmas movie day--a FULL DAY--with aunt and girl-cousins. We watched the shit out of White Christmas and Holiday Inn. And Nat. Lampoon's Christmas Vacation.

Family Christmas party with all the aunts, uncles, and cousins

(minus one, who is training back east for the Marines and is trying to fight the snowstorm to make it back to Oregon before shipping out--please, please, please melt, east coast snow). Always the highlight of the holiday season, as it involves a group of ten 20-somethings singing Christmas songs, doing White Elephant exchanges, getting dirt on our parents from slightly tipsy aunts, and trying to sneak booze to younger cousins.

Peacock Lane, a street with 100% participation in Christmas light decorating (super intense, you have to sign a contract when you move in that you'll go all out every year), with Emily, Kels, and Cara. Photos:

Christmas Explosion

My mother's Christmas decorating philosophy is More is More:

HOT DATE

I had a super hot date with MSem tonight. She took me to see this gem:

And if that wasn't one of the best f-ing movies I've seen on the big screen in awhile, well then...I must be a 13 year old girl.

Srsly pals, there was some hot vampire-on-human, werewolf-on-human, vampire-on-werewolf action going on (in a chaste, Morman way, at least). And parts of it were actually quite suspenseful! And I didn't totally hate K.Stew, and R.Patz didn't look too smelly and hobo-esque. But, best of all, despite making me feel like a HUGE COUGAR, was this gentleman, er, boy:
Shit, I didn't even want R.Patz and his sparkly skin to return to the screen once I saw this underage werewolf. Me likey.

Howsomeever, I am annoyed with one thing. Now I can't get this tune out of my head:

PS. Apologies for The Sims animation video. IDK. I couldn't find the actual song sans creepy animation on youtube or hulu. This was the least offensive version. Blerg.

Ripete, per favore?

Here is an amazing video that I watched a lot like, a year ago, and then forgot about, and re-discovered today as I was weeding out my "Favorites" list on youtube. This Italian viral video, originally from the 1970s, is of Adriano Celentano, a Giovanni-of-All-Trades who gained fame in the 1950s and is still owning the Italian spotlight, creating a jibberish rap for a group of studentesse italiane. According to my internet research, it is considered a legit proto-rap; it wasn't just a gimmicky song, apparently. Hmm. Anyway, I only recently (aka 20 minutes ago) learned that its point was not just to create jibberish, but to actually mimic what American English sounds like to non-speakers. So not only is this an amusing video, it's cultural and educational and shit. So watch it.

It brings to mind that game on "Whose Line is it Anyway" when the tall geeky guy Ryan and the little bald Canadian dad-type guy had to do a scene in different "languages", and really they were just saying gibberish with a Polish, Brazilian, French, Icelandic accent and inflection. Right???

Things that Scare Me

I have a long list of things that scare me. I am a fretter, as LSem likes to remind me. However, I think that I am justified* in this fear, which is somewhere around Orange as a Threat Level.

Justin Timberlake Hair Watch-Threat

I'm very concerned that his hair is sliding dangerously back into BoyBand Territory. What will I do if he degenerates into his 19 year old self? Who else will I google during mindless internet

browsing (especially now that Luke Wilson has become sort of schlubby. Have you seen those AT&T ads lately?)?

Anyway, here are 2 photos that represent Mr. JT at his pinnacle of hotness:

#1

#2

And here is the style he is currently rocking:

Now, a lot about this look is GREAT. Glasses, checkered dress shirt, pocket square, well-tailored suit, scruff, and he appears to be holding something that he read/is reading, and anything that points to literacy in a man is always a plus in my book.

However, that hair is dangerously close to this look,

For God's sake, Justin, fight the fro! Fight it with all your little boyband heart!

*see what I did there with that pun? pretty good, right?

My New Addiction

Confession time:

I am obsessed with Glee. And here is perhaps a reason why: in an interview with the LA Times, Lea Michele, aka Rachel Berry, says that she bases her character portrayal off of Tracy Flick and...drumroll, please...BLAIR WALDORF

"Blair? How so?
She is shady, but you still love her. She's still vulnerable. That's what I try to do with Rachel."

And now, please enjoy what I have been playing on constant repeat for the past week:

HER VOICE IS TOO, TOO GOOD. LOVE IT.

Heaven on Earth or a Sign of the Impending Apocalypse?

Christopher Walken sings Gaga's Poker Face. And by "sings" I mean Walken-izes.

VAMPIRE WEEKEND CONCERT

Tonight's concert confirmed my undying love for VW and, especially, front man Ezra Koenig. They put on a great, happy, dance-party, singalong show at the Crystal Ballroom (whose bouncy floors make it perf for the bouncy-dancing that VW inspires), and I think they pleased all the fans with the set list. I can't remember the order, but here's what they played:

*Horchata

*California English

*Cousins

*White Sky

One (Blaaaaaaake's got a new face)

Bryn

A-Punk

M79

Campus

Oxford Comma

Cape Cod Kwassa Kwassa

Walcott (ending song)

They ended on Walcott because its lyrics beg the listener to "get out of Cape Cod tonight" AKA the venue. IDK. All that really mattered is that I got to see the sweaty, sexy bangs of this man:

FUAHHHHHHHHHHHH I can't even verbalize my love for you and your polo shirt under oxford shirt wearing-self.

PS. He totally geeked out about Powell's, saying it was one of his favorite reasons to visit PDX. We would make such nerdy, attractive English-major-babies together. CALL ME! I FOLLOW YOU ON TWITTER!

Prezzies!

Birthday loot (thus far, supposedly more is on the way via UPS; cough KatieLizMarilyn cough)

Gnome birthday card from company whose products I am obsessed with

Twenty three dollars (thanks, grandpa)

Bigfoot: I not Dead, Graham Romieuartwork of Bigfoot: I not Dead

In Me Own Words: The Autobiography of Bigfoot, Graham Romieu

artwork of In Me Own Words

The Royal Tenenbaums Criterion Collection DVD

Red Forever21 DB Symbol coat (see previous Forever21 post)

White Alpaca Camargo scarf

Victorian Fantasy candle. Smells like bodice-ripping (thanks, Rachel)

Amaryllis plant (thanks, Enrico)

A Day Which Will Live in Infamy

BIRTHDAY

Thanks for all the fun times today, Seattle-ites and Portlanders

Tempted By the Fruit of Another...

Tempted but the truth is discoverrrrrred...

Kayak.com is responsible for my desire to cheat on Portland:

Feb. 9-16

SEATAC --> NYC

$213

Feb. 12 = BFF/NYC dweller M's bday.

MUTHA FUCKAAAA get me on that plane

...What's been goin' on/Now that you have gone/There's no otherrrrr/Tempted by the fruit of another/Tempted but the truth is discovered/I'm at the carpark, the airport, the baggage carousel