Different periods of my life resemble different Drake songs. One moment I’m all “Versace” and then I’m all “No New Friends.” Such is life, but what’s a girl to do? I think about when I’ll find the Drizzy to my Drake, my Ricky to my Rosé in my classes but just like breaking up, making friends is hard to do, especially girl friends.
Did you hear Rachel McAdams is coming out with a new movie? Don’t roll your eyes. Yes, she’s typecast again as the “other-half” who loves so much it hurts in “About Time,” as well as in “The Vow,” “The Time Traveler’s Wife,” and “The Notebook.” At least we’ll always have “Mean Girls,” which I argue is her pièce de résistance.
I’m not going to lie and say that as a kid, watching “CSI” didn’t lead me to seriously consider a career in crime scene investigation. Marathons of the serial crime drama led me to believe that life in the field would be all about examining dead bodies and using pH strips to divulge the murder weapon. Does this even make sense?
Fashion is seen as a female industry (even though there are plenty of men in it), and with that comes the idea that it is frivolous. In film and television, how can fashion and costuming match up to brilliant cinematography or a thoughtfully written script?
Middle school – formally known as “The Dark Ages” – was a horrible time in my life. On top of hitting puberty, I had to deal with boys - boys who didn’t know how to react upon my recent development except make jokes about wet T-shirt contests.
Halloween costume shops are nothing short of polarizing. You walk in and half of the store is full of childish, spooky Halloween-kitsch, while the other half resembles a sex shop selling fetish-wear.
After writing about Skyler White, I started thinking about the vast amount of female characters that don’t get enough appreciation.