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Michelle and Maxim
Dear Michelle Branch,
I love your music, I really do. But I can’t believe you played the sexuality card in trying to promote yourself. Your music isn’t even remotely sexy. None of the tracks on any of your albums would make anyone want to get their clothes off and prance around in next to nothing. After so many years of trying to establish yourself as a serious musician, stripping down for the Maxim shoot seems like such a hypocritical thing to do (even though you do look hot in those pictures, but that’s not the point).
It’s a sad day when you sell yourself out in order to try and expand your popularity, only to alienate a shitload of your original fan base who truly like you for your musical talent and not how you look naked. It amuses me that you decided to do this, you've become just like those other pop stars you used to mock. Pity Christina beat you to posing naked with just a guitar covering her.
Anyway, hope that your lagging CD sales pick up now you get what you want out of this little exercise.
Much love,
Larissa xxoo
Ear Candy "Amazing" -- Josh Kelley
(Another guy with a guitar! He's like a mix of John Mayer and Pete Murray, and that can only mean good things!)
Season's Greetings
To all of you who read my blog:
Ear Candy: "Last Christmas" -- Jimmy Eat World
Random Shiznit
The agency is closed till January 5th, which means I have 2 glorious weeks off work. Sweet. I also got a promotion at work which will prove to be a rather interesting challenge come the New Year, but hopefully I’ll be able to meet my bosses’ expectations and perform the job well.
I went to the book and CD warehouse sale down at Darling Harbour today. It’s quite a sad thing that I get all kinds of excited over books- I nearly started jumping up and down in a giddy mass when I saw all the rows of books for less than $4. I’m such a geek. I had to refrain myself from going psycho nuts and buying every book that I came across that looked remotely interesting.
I’ve always been fond of musicals, probably because I’ve always wanted to be in one. (However my lack of musical talent has forced me to get over this little fantasy). The closest I’ve gotten is being in Pantomimes when I was younger, my dancing school used to perform various pantomimes through the school holidays at various shopping malls and theatres around Sydney. The most memorable of these was when I was 8 and was one of the lost boys in Peter Pan- my pants fell off in front of everyone. That was a rather devastating moment for an 8 year-old…but I digress…Anyway, I saw The Lion King last week and all I can say is WOW. I had high expectations of the musical after all the glowing reviews I’d read, but it definitely delivered. The costumes, the choreography, the singing, the whole thing was just amazing and the opening scene will leave you in awe.
I love summer. Nothing beats eating ice cream and having it melt all over you before you get it into your mouth because its 34 degrees celsius, or putting sunscreen on a friend’s back and having him crack the shits when he later burns and turns red, realising that instead of putting sunscreen all over his back you just wrote “Riss Rocks”. Hee.
Ear Candy: "Show Me Heaven" -- Jessica Andrews
(This version is so pretty, although I like Maria McKee's orginal better. I'm still waiting for a teen movie or TV show to have this playing in the background when one of the main characters loses their virginity)
SOM Christmas Party
I had my work Christmas party on Friday night at Liquidity. It was okay, nothing to really rave about. It may have been better if the band could actually play their instruments.
 
 
Beach Shenanigans
Y:You feel like going for a swim?
Riss: Err, I don’t have a cossie with me
Y: Not a problem
Riss: Wha…
Before I could ask him what he was on about, I had been lugged over his shoulder and was being carried into the water.
Bastard.
Still, nothing beats an evening swim at the beach with your mates. Even if you’re all wearing normal clothes.
And yep, I'm still lovin' The O.C. I can see myself becoming hooked on this show. Ryan and Seth are both so awww. I want a Seth, just like I wanted a Pacey. Hee!
" If you felt even one shred of what I feel for you, then we wouldn't be standing here having this conversation"
Ear Candy: "Thin Line" -- Jurassic 5
The spirit of giving
Buying Christmas presents for other people is fun!
The first person who comments on this post gets a Christmas present from me. Seriously. And it will be a rad gift too.
Schmeh
What started off as a personal joke has now spawned a new phrase in my vocabulary: 'Chucking a Ben'. Heh. What exactly does Chucking a Ben imply? Without going into the details as to the origins, it essentially means thinking about things to the point of inertia...which can have both advantages and disadvantages, however negative feelings usually ensue.
Anyway, I've been Chucking a Ben these last couple of days (which isn't good), but talking to the 'source' of this phrase has helped put things into perspective, and this more rational thought process is what I'll call a 'reverse Ben'.
No, I'm not crack as I write this. I like to draw inspiration from my friends ;)
Moving on.
After reading this article from Rolling Stone, I will never listen to Your Body is a Wonderland the same way again...
"It's a know-it-when-I-see-it thing. I don't like Faberge-egg beauty. I like sweat-shirt-and-ripped-jeans beauty. That's what 'Wonderland' is about. It's not about hot girls. It's about a girl who does it for you. People always thought that was a make-out song, but it's really about loving every part of someone like they're a jungle gym. It's not just tits and ass and pussy. Sex is so utilitarian. Foreplay is like a sixty-four-count box of crayons and a couple different types of paper. Sex is like banging a Coke can with a mallet..."
Great imagery there John *giggles*
Ear Candy: "By Your Side" -- Sade
Secret Santa
'Thought I'd help Santa with your list'
To whoever sent me the Damien Rice CD: THANK YOU!! Surprises rock :D
Mmmmm
Adam Broody is my TV star boyfriend! He is all kinds of cute. Hee! I'm glad I'll get to see more of him now that he plays Seth on The O.C.
Ear Candy: "California" -- Phantom Planet
Well then
“Hey Larissa”
“Oh, hi”
The train was the last place I thought I’d run into him. Trapped for the next 40 minutes, I figured it would be too rude to just ignore him.
"How are you?”
After five years of successfully avoiding him, sitting next to him for the duration of our trip home wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be…
I like this blank-slate quality of things, this memories-not-yet-made feeling. It is good- I need more of it. Because it's somewhat difficult to sit next to someone and think of all those things you were, and no longer are. It's easier, almost, to sit next to them and pretend nothing ever happened, and to slip back into a time when nothing in the world would've made you happier than to be sitting there, next to that someone.
Except, of course, you can't really forget, and then comes that awful frustration and anger because not only can you not forget how much you got hurt, you also can not change the way things are. Were. Whathaveyou. I am tempted to write "you could almost choke on regret" but I stop myself because that's far too melodramatic (not to mention stupid-sounding), and I really don't want to be.
I'd rather be edgy about this. A little cynical, but not really. It happened, things do that. You can't change it, so you may as well deal.
I prefer to 'deal' by accepting apologies.
I can't really tell if he means them- I think he does, but of course, I can't prove that. I can't really tell how a lot of things are, but if I'm wrong, well- worse things have happened and I will get over it.
And so- we talked. I feel somewhat better about things. I hope he does- and though perhaps I also cannot fully explain that one- I somehow want him to because having a grudge against him doesn't make me feel any better, and because I guess there are some people you will always care about, in some capacity.
And though sometimes, it feels like no time has elapsed at all since I first found out, things really have changed. Five years ago, I was so upset and paranoid, I didn't think I could actually see him, and be anywhere near him in person. I can say it was because I was hurt, but really it had more to do with being afraid. (Because if you never thought someone would cheat on you, what else would they do if given the chance?)
I'm not afraid now. Perhaps insecure at times and definitely more cautious about who I let in and give my heart to.
...But at the end of the day, I am okay.
Ear Candy: " Long December" -- Counting Crows
(Bought "Films About Ghosts" today, w00t!)
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