I think we're at our best by the flicker by the light of the TV set.

Monday, March 28, 2011

I Wanna Bulletproof Dancer

Send me a mashup of Robyn and Whitney and you're on a roll.

Send me a mashup of Robyn and Whitney and La Roux and Taylor Swift and there's a very good chance I might fall in love with you.

The following amazingness was emailed to me earlier today and thus, my day was made. It took everything within me, and I mean everything, not to turn up the volume on my speakers at work, jump on my desk, and bust a freaking move.

To make it even better, the mashup comes with a pretty cool mashed up music video, featuring a tripped out '80s drag queen esque version of Ms. Houston.

AND as if that isn't enough, this song can be downloaded along with a slew of other cool mashups for FREE right HERE.

Titus Jones, whoever you are, you're my new favorite being. He's no Girl Talk, which I for some reason can't get enough of lately, but he's entertaining to no avail. I'll be dancing to the above mix and nothing else for at least the next week. Hope this makes your day as much as it made mine.

Monday, March 21, 2011

That's Sweet like Bear Meat

It's moments like this that make me miss my sister:

"I'm gunna get new sneakers this week. I have a Nike GPS on my iPhone and it maps how far I go and how quick and it saves all the data and at the end of my run Tracy Morgan gives me a compliment. If it's a new personal record, Lance Armstrong talks to me. If not, it's Tracy and he says something ridiculous like 'You got your run in. That's sweet like bear meat!' or 'You're hot like FIIIIIRE!' or 'You ran more miles this week than last. That's nice.'"

Sunday, March 20, 2011

You Go Girl

I often find myself falling in love with New York City all over again for the simplest and usually most random of reasons. Today was no exception.

Earlier tonight I was enjoying a delicious mix of margaritas and chips and guacamole at a Mexican joint on the Lower East Side with a very good friend of mine. As he told me about his plan to quit his amazing, yet non-rewarding job at a successful fashion company to pursue bartending and go-go dancing, I glanced out the window beside our table. This was likely done in an attempt to hide the fact from him that I was rolling my eyes uncontrollably. It's an impolite and nasty habit that I've been trying to break for some time now. My rolling eyes landed upon an inspiring display of graffiti so uplifting that I interrupted said friend's declaration of liberation from the world of handbags to point it out. It looked a little something like this...

An admirable city hooligan had painted "YOU GO GIRL" in thick black letters across the top of a building across the street from our restaurant. I would have taken a picture had it not been as far away as it was and had I not recently dropped my digital camera after a regrettable night of drinking my first and only Four Loko. This painted statement made my day. I wonder who the culprit was. Who felt the need to compliment and congratulate the ladies of the Lower East Side? I'd like to shake their hand.

Now, since this blog is strictly pop culture themed, I'll tell you that I think the above mentioned spray painting hooligan would have been proud of me for the purchase I made before heading to dinner. His or her "YOU GO GIRL" would have been directed at the jackpot I hit while thrift shopping with my go-go friend. I came across a pair of black oxfords poised elegantly amongst a pile of meager shoes. They immediately caught my eye and I snatched them from the table, admiring their impeccable condition and four inch heels. The saleswoman said they could be mine for a mere $15. After 3 seconds of debate, I asked her to hold them, exited the flea market, withdrew $20 from an ATM a block away, turned around, headed straight back to her and paid. 

I changed into them upon arriving at the restaurant and afterwards, strutted all the way home to Brooklyn in them. 

Part of the reason I love them so much is because of Taylor Swift. She's been photographed all over traipsing around in various styles of the classic shoe. And to that I say, YOU GO GIRL.

Taylor's Oxfords

Jenny's Oxfords

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Dancing in Houston

Welp, this made my Saturday. And now I'm ready to DANCE.

A friend sent it to me. A friend that knows me oh SO well. It's a mashup of Robyn's "Dancing on My Own" and Whitney Houston's "How Will I Know". It's pure genius and I'll never stop listening. To join in on my listening obsession, click on the pic below. Happy Saturday, y'all.

Friday, March 18, 2011

Franco's Tweets Continue

Daniel Desario James Franco is hands down my most favorite tweeter. His photos and videos get weirder and more frequent every day. The videos are my favorite, as they're often bizarre snippets of his day, sometimes featuring cats, sometimes featuring nothing at all.

All randomness aside, I find them to be ever so intriguing. I find myself equally entranced and confused and all the while wondering if he's on drugs or if he's just artistically amazing. Regardless, please don't stop tweeting, Daniel James.

Take a look at my favorite tweeted videos so far...

For more inside the mind of Daniel Desario James Franco, click HERE.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

ANTM Season 16: Tyra's a Jokester!

Last night I spent a few hours catching up on the new season of America's Next Top Model. It was painful...but entertaining, I guess. The prizes remain surprisingly whopping this season - a contract with IMG (the TOP modeling agency in the world), a spread in Vogue Italia, a contract with Cover Girl, blah, blah, blah. The girls are just as nuts as every other cycle. If you've been watching, you MUST agree with me that Alexandria is like, the worst thing you've ever seen. In the premiere she declared, "I just have a natural swag." More like a natural stick up your ass and screw loose in your head! Maybe I should re-audition. Put these crazies in their place. Eh, maybe not.

Shockingly, Tyra annoyed me less than usual. Not sure why. Maybe it's the influence Harvard is having on her. Oh, you haven't heard? Yeah, Tyra Banks enrolled in Harvard Business School. She lives in a dorm and everything. I'm not joking. Look it up.

The one welcome change came at the very beginning of season 16 (16?! HOW?!). Instead of making 30+ girls each walk in front of Tyra and the judges to plea for a place on America's silliest reality contest, Tyra already had her top 14 chosen before they arrived in LA. Tyra, however, didn't want us to forget about that not-so-crucial part in the competition, so she mocked herself and her beloved wannabe models in a sketch of sorts. Dare I say it...Tyra was actually funny. See for yourself below:

Side note: Remember that TV movie Tyra was in years ago where she was a life-size Barbie who came to life? Was Lindsay Lohan in that, too? I gotta find it...

Waiting Sucks

Today Amazon.com sent me an email. It read:

Dear Amazon.com Customer,

Customers who have shown an interest in TV on DVD and Blu-ray disc might like to know that "True Blood: The Complete Third Season" is available for pre-order on DVD or Blu-ray at Amazon.com.

Thank you, Amazon.com. Purchased.

I try to keep True Blood and it's vampiric magic as far from my brain as possible. It causes severe anxiety and a longing that aches my heart. I can't wait to watch it in Brooklyn at a bar filled with wannabe fangbangers like myself. I'd be lying if I said that wasn't part of the reason I moved to this borough.

Amazon's email put me in the mood to google True Blood season 4, all torture aside. In my searching, I found the video below. If you've read the book series, like yours truly, the scene pictured is going to make you drool. If you haven't read the book, I HIGHLY recommend doing so.

Can Best Friends Be Sex Friends?

Gee, I dunno, can they? Ask Ashton Kutcher or Natalie Portman. If they aren't sure, pop the question to Mila Kunis or Justin Timberlake. What's with these movies?!

Not sure about the current path romantic comedies are taking, but one thing's certain: I'm going to love Friends with Benefits. Based on the trailer, featuring Mila Kunis yelling at Katherine Heigl to "shut up!" and the sight of Justin freaking Timberlake's pecks, I am sold. I mean, aren't you?

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

I'm Gonna Drink My Tears Tonight


I'm also late to the game and so ashamed. GaGa's "Government Hooker", another song off her new album debuted at the Mugler Fall/Winter 2011 fashion show some weeks ago.

Now THIS is the GaGa I know and love. THIS is the new GaGa I've been waiting to hear. I don't hate "Born This Way", but it doesn't exactly make my heart flutter. But the amazingness below, this makes my heart screeeeeeeeam. I gotta dance to this right now.

You Wanna Be a Loser Like Me

New directions wrote their own song and then performed it at Regionals. During the number, each member of the glee club wore...COMBAT BOOTS.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

My, My, My Heart Like a Kick Drum

It's not the chase that I love
It's me follwing you!

Rainy day in New York and this is all that I'm listening to.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Aint about the Ba-Bling Ba-Bling

Saw this sassy, leggy diva on SNL and I was mesmerized. Girl can saaaang! Check it:

Friday, March 11, 2011

Charlie Sheen's Winning Recipes, Duh

It's a cooking wand. For a warlock!

This is the best thing to come out of Charlie Sheen's drug-induced breakdown. Actually, drug tests say he hasn't been on drugs. As you may have heard, the only drug this tiger-blooded warlock is smoking is called 'Charlie Sheen'. Thank you to FunnyorDie.com for making his debauchery tolerable. You're gonna love this:


'Justin Timberlake and Jessica Biel Split'

Awwww, poor them. LET'S CELEBRATE LADIES! This is news I've been waiting to hear for YEARS. This comes just days after I read in my beloved Entertainment Weekly that Justin recently announced plans to RECORD this summer. He's single, he's making music and I! AM! CELEBRATING!

All is right in the world.

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Maybe I'm Amazed By This Guy

Make fun of me all you want. I still watch American Idol and I don't mind admitting it. I'm just doing what most of the rest of the country is doing on a Wednesday night. Just because you refuse to give in doesn't mean you're better than me.

Ranting aside, the contestant below and his performance of Paul McCartney's "Maybe I'm Amazed" is the reason I'm still tuning in. Watch it and then re-watch it...and then watch it one more time and tell me in the comment section how much you adore it. While watching, keep in mind that this guy, James Durbin, has Tourette's and Asperger's. Yeah, this is why I still watch Idol.

I also enjoy the wildlife hanging out in Steven Tyler's hair.

Burt Hummel: Father of the Year

Tonight Glee celebrated sex by attempting to educate students on the matter with a leather clad Gwyneth Paltrow, singing (with that powerhouse voice of hers) "Do You Wanna Touch Me?" Neat.

Gwyneth's voice (and Will Schuester's "Kiss" - hot damn!) aside, the highlight of the episode was presented by Burt Hummel, Kurt's dad. With an empowering and endearing sex talk that could have and should have been way more awkward, Burt reminded us that he's the hero of this show. Read his words of wisdom here:

"[Sex] means something. It's doing something to your heart, to your self esteem, even though it feels like you're just having fun . . . Use it as a way to connect to another person. Don't throw yourself around like you don't matter. Because you matter, Kurt."

Sunday, March 6, 2011

The Strokes on SNL!

The only thing I dislike about the following video is the cut-off Strokes t-shirt Miley Cyrus is sporting.

I love everything else about it. This being the first time I heard their new single (I know, shame on me), I was highly impressed and now... I can't get enough.

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Drunk Baby Laughs

Surely you've seen this by now. It's got over 5 million hits on YouTube. If not, here you go. You can thank me later.

John Cena's a Yabba Dabba Bitch

This doesn't need explaining. He's back and he ROCKS my world. See why here:

Friday, March 4, 2011

If Your Mom's a Gleek...

...she's gonna LOVE this.

Yeah, you heard that right. Mr. Schuster wants to make love on a rooftop in the summer rain. Could be a thousand people watchin', but he don't care!

And the mom's go wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiild!

"Summer Rain" is the first single off Matthew Morrison's debut solo album. Apparently, Morrison wrote the song. Kinky, Schu! Not sure when the album will be released, but I'll keep you posted. I have a feeling my mom might be interested.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Meet My New Favorite Song

Wish I could take your lips with me on the road wherever I'd be.
I'd kiss you goodnight in a far off moonlight.
Wish I could take your lips with me, listen to your little voice sing
Along with the radio a song that someone else wrote.
But I don't care, I just need you here

Jesse Woods, "Sparks"