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I like Beyonce. I’m not a stan (kinda) and I’m not a hater. I think she’s beautiful; I believe she can sing; her shoe game is crazy. I like her style generally speaking.

But I have hated disliked every first single she ever put out. I promise I have. I could not get it. I thought they sounded erratic and weird. There were random instruments and basic lyrics.

And then I see the videoperformancewhatever. And I’m hooked (well, except Deja Vu…I still don’t like that one.) Crazy in Love…that walk in the red heels was killer (to me). Deja Vu…well, Deja Vu sucked. But Single Ladies went viral. And now, I can’t stop doing that stupid shoulder shake randomly. The conclusion is that Beyonce has some visionary who can see through the erratic whatever of each first single and can create something wonderful (at least to some/most/a few).

That is exactly how I feel about Candace Bushnell.

She has golden ideas, but I can’t stand her writing. Usually, when story is good to me I can hear the voices without having to create them. Everyone sounds monotone and sort of whiny when I read any book by her.  I read “Sex and the City”, “Lipstick Jungle”, “Trading Up”, and now “The Carrie Diaries”. Someone reads her work and makes it great when it moves to television. I’m not simply talking about the story but rather the voice of the characters. I know it can happen well…I loved both the book and movie versions of  “Something Borrowed”. So with that being said, here is my review of “The Carrie Diaries”. WARNING: This will contain spoilers, so if you’re planning on reading it, stop now.

Travel Reading

When I got ready to come to Europe, (It’s 12:43am here, so this must’ve been pressing to get out, lol) I brough this book with me. I’ve owned it for a while, but I wanted to save it for this trip. Maybe I had a vision of me sitting at a cafe in Italy or France, drinking a cappucino while I read it. Not sure, but whatever the case was, it has been sitting on my bookshelf for over 3 months. I cracked it open a day ago, and finished it today. Let’s get out the semantics.

 
Differences that I caught between the book and the tv series or movie(s):
  1. 1. Carrie’s mother has died in the book and her father is raising she and her two sisters. When Carrie worked at, and was deciding to quit, Vogue (Season 4, ” Vogue Idea”), she told the male editor Julian that her father “quit her and her mother” (I believe she said she was 5 at the time). It lead to her line of questioning that she possibly writes questions about men because her father left without answers. Additionally, Carrie was the oldest of the siblings in the book, so I doubt that her character on SATC would’ve had sisters. At least it was not mentioned to my recollection.
  2. Sex and the City 2 says the Samantha and Carrie met when Samantha was bartending at CBGB’s. In the book, Samantha was the cousin of her high school nemesis turned unlikely friend, Donna LaDonna. Carrie was accepted to a writing program in New York the summer before going to Brown University, and was robbed immediately after getting off the train. The only thing she had was her journal that the cousin’s number was written it, and the book ended with her calling that number, and saying, “Hello? Samantha Jones?” (I actually really liked that part. The end of the book was the most realistic to me.)
  3. Carrie was a virgin throughout high school in the book. In the series, she lost her virginity in the eleventh grade to Seth Bateman on the ping-pong table in the rec room(“half a joint…three thrusts…finito.” Season 3, “The Big Time”).
  4. According to Wikipedia, “Carrie arrived in Manhattan on Tuesday, June 11, 1986 when she was approximately 21 years old, given her age that is mentioned at other points in the series”. In the book, Carrie is 18 when she comes to New York.
  5. Jeremy, played by David Duchovny, is mentioned as being one of Carrie’s high school boyfriends (Season 6, “Boy Interrupted”). In the book, she has two other mentioned boyfriends before Sebastian (and technically, George). A boy she found attractive but thought was stupid, and another boy she just didn’t really like; both of their names escape me, but their was named Jeremy.

That’s all I can remember. Now, on to the Alignments (or just my reasoning):

  1. One of Carrie’s closest friends in high school, Walt, was gay. He came out after breaking up with her friend. She followed him and found him kissing an ex-football player from their high school. That may explain her closeness and non-judgmentalness with Stanford Blatch.
  2. Carrie smoked in high school.
  3. Carrie made weird fashion choices that probably lended itself to her NY style later on in the series – go-go boots for the first day of Senior Year; red patent leather shoes in elementary school (which initially caused Donna LaDonna to hate her for thinking she was “special”).
  4. Carrie has had a Big/Aidan-esque conundrum for a while. She turned down George, a respectable Brown University student who was interested in her for Sebastian Kydd…a yellow Corvette driving elusive who habitually jumped women. She pretended not to know things so that he could explain it to her; she wanted his acceptance and elusive love…just like Big.
  5. She had a quick wit and asked lots of questions…and of course,
  6. She was a writer, but didn’t find her voice until a few people angered her. It’s probably what got her the column and the New York Star.

Other Random Things about Carrie Bradshaw based on the book:

  1. She was on the swim team.
  2. She was good at math
  3. Her father expected her to be an engineer.
  4. Her “best friend” stole her boyfriend, who then cheated on the “best friend” with the best friend’s little sister.

 Other than what I’ve listed here, the book isn’t very memorable. I finished it less than 3 hours ago, and I’m drawing a blank. The story shifted between Carrie’s drama with her friends to drama with herself to other girls hating her to finding her voice to grief of losing her mother to random acts of vandalism/high schooly things with alcohol (and nobody in any bar ever carding anyone) to smoking weed. It seemed to be completely disjointed and mildly predictable in some storylines.

Where are you Michael Patrick King? I bet you’ll make this an awesome mini-series for ABC Family. Honestly, for a tween or teenager who read the book, it was probably good. There are good messages (Carrie is the only one who waited to have sex and was okay with it…sorta), and some mixed ones (I mean…EVERYBODY in this book got drunk and high at some point), but nothing today’s teenagers aren’t getting an earful of walking the hallways at their local public schools. But if you’re  fan of the show and wanted to read the book just because, it may just annoy you.

Did you read it? What did you think? If you don’t agree with me, I’d love to know why. Other reviews have been positive, so maybe her writing just isn’t my style. Maybe you’ll see something I didn’t and make it better for me. If you loved it, what were your favorite parts?

So, tomorrow I return to Germany from Italy. It’s beautiful and I’ll miss it…especially the Gelato.

Ciao,

–V 😉

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…or at least they will be soon. See you back on this side of the pond. 😀

Love,

–V

Remember this post about things to do in a year? I wrote it exactly one year ago…

I’ve done, or am immediately about to do, all of it.

I’ve bought Louboutins…I’m exceptionally more active at church. I’ve been on a roadtrip with my friends(Panama City Beach) and done something I was afraid of (parasailing and jet-skiing). I’m about to leave the country (Germany, with trips to Paris, Venice, Munich, Pisa, and possibly Barcelona…woo-hoo!!), and I figure I get a 5 day window for it to count in the year :), so I’m in on that one.  I’ve bought several hot dresses and worn them. I’ve started chronicling for my book. I sang karaoke…once when I went on the cruise, and once when I got back to Atlanta. I’ve cultivated a relationship and several friendships, and while I haven’t been to the gun range, I have the groupon for it. It’s on deck for when I get back to the States. Not bad…not too bad at all. The only thing I haven’t dedicated lots of time to was going after a personal dream, at least not with make-up. But, I love teaching. I’m great at it…and I’m called to do it. And my mentee graduated from high school this year, and he thanked me immediately after crossing the stage. If that isn’t a personal dream, I’m not sure what is.

Thank you for chronicling with me. I’m exceptionally excited about the things I’ve done and the things I’ve opened myself up to do. So once I return, it may be time for a new list. I’m excited about traveling to Europe, and I have one major goal. Not to get kidnapped. And apparently to avoid gypsies…everyone has warned me about that. I don’t wanna have to fight nobody, lol.

So with all that said and done, not a bad 365 days. Clap for ’em.

 Any suggestions for Europe from any international travelers? Any places that I just have to visit? Or eat? My cousin and I are geared up, and we’re ready to roll!

So let me say goodbye in all the languages I’ll encounter while on vacation…

Bye ~ Au Revoir ~ Auf Wiedersehen ~ Ciao

See you when I return (unless I get to update in Paris…that would rock)! Love,

–V 🙂

P.S. We’re stopping in Milan…oh the shoes…

"She can reach me, but I can't get her..."

Lately, (and by lately I mean the past month of so) I feel like I have been in a certain episode of Sex and the City, “Belles of the Balls” (I   have also felt like I was in Lean on Me, but that’s another post for another blog. Oh well, Summer vacation started at 2:31pm. YESSSSS…..). Every guy I know, or every girl who is in a relationship, has been discussing emotions. More specifically, the discussion has been on guys’ emotions. What is making the Y-chromosome ooze with sensitivity these days?

Carrie (Season 4) experienced this when Aidan felt “some kinda way” when Big called her late at night to discuss his movie star girlfriend, and even more so once Big’s heart was so broken that he felt it necessary to drive to Suffern, NY just to talk to Carrie about it. Aidan compared Big to Batman, and himself to the Green Lantern, just to deal. Obviously, a battle of the balls egos ensued. Miranda was dealing with Steve’s dodging the testicular cancer bullet, only to be sidelined because he felt uncomfortable having a single scrotum. He wanted to go as far as to have a implant testicle, until the doctor revealed that it hadn’t been cleared. My favorite Miranda line after Steve said it should be safe? “That what they said about the Ford…You want a Pinto near your penis?” I guess that visual made him re-think, lol. Charlotte’s issues dealt with Trey’s ED, while Samantha’s dealt with injustice in hiring because of her activities as a female. Just shenanigans all around.

The more specific real-life example is about recovery time. Recovery time is the time it takes a person who is mid-fight in a relationship to pull it together in front of others. The females (and I) think that if “real life” comes calling, we have to suck it up and deal with business. Every single guy was like “Aw hell naw! You not gonna be mad at me, and then laugh and joke with others. If you mad, you better stay mad the whole time.”

That was astounding. Women generally felt like the major factor was that if business has to be handled, it is not anyone else’s business what is going on in the relationship. Men said that it seems like if we have too quick of a recovery time, it may indicate a lack of caring in general…not just about the situation or fight, but about him. Even my boyfriend agreed. (Yep, I have one…:) ) I even distinctly remember that being a concern with all of the women at work about how if they show an inkling of emotion at work, they are ridiculed for it. Remember that? “Ooh be careful, don’t make Charlotte cry!”

Wow.

It is still something I can’t quite grasp. Guys, do you feel this way? Ladies, are you with them on this? I’d like to know.

Here’s some music while you think it out…lol

Love,

–V

P.S. I’m going on vacation soon…I’m too excited about it!

Who is Jasmine you say? Jasmine is my neighbor. I have never officially met her, but I know her name. Do you know why?

Because every Monday, Thursday, and Saturday, Jasmine and Jasmine’s guy friend get. it. in.

I am slightly concerned that I don’t know his name, according to Trey Songz, but that is neither here nor there. The issue is that Jasmine is waking me up on a regular basis. He is yelling, so my guess is that she must know how to do the Lynn-Spin or something.

Anyway…all I want is a decent 6-8 hours without looking for my earmuffs. Is that too much to ask? Now I know how Carrie felt at Anthony and Stanford’s wedding with Samantha next door.

Geez.......

How would you handle this? A bang on the wall (doesn’t work)? Visit? A post-it that says, “I’m sorry. I can’t. Don’t hate me.”? Smh…

Love,

–V

I know it’s been awhile, but trust me, I wish it hadn’t been. I still don’t have time to write…so I’ll do a quick update via pictures. Remember when Miranda was trying to make partner? Yeah, it’s like that…except no partnership. That blows.

That about sums it up. I miss writing…I’m going to write a real update by the end of the week. I have so much material!!

I hope your days are less busy, unless it’s in a good way!

Love,

–V

P.S. And yes…I got my superheroine shoes! *giddy*

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