Jack White. It’s no secret that I suffer from a mild case of severe admiration for the man. He plays the best guitar and manages to turn out excellent music with each band that he cultivates. He’s mysterious enough to keep people (and the press) curious while leading a pretty simple life, which includes being … More love is interrupted, jack says.
Ah, self-control. Exhibiting discipline over one’s self. Being in my twenties and more importantly a female I have generally viewed this as a nice sentiment but far too daunting to master. However, I vowed when I turned the big 25 and became a real adult that I would do better. I would go further, try … More No kitten heels.
Long before she was Jenny Lewis and rising up with fists(!), she was just freckle-faced Jenny Lewis, playing Shelley Long’s daughter in one of the greatest/cheesiest films of 1989 – Troop Beverly Hills. Every female knows what I’m talking about when I say this film is genius. Shelley Long parades in outrageous attire, changing outfits … More Jenny and Shelley.
Curtains to another year, and a big hello to 2012. Most of you, us, welcomed the new year in while nursing a beverage with 3-65 of our closest friends while we noticed the ball drop on a distant television set. Perhaps you attended some sort of themed party and wore entirely too much eyeliner. Or … More Hello, Lover: 2012.