For some reason, I nearly burst out laughing when I heard that Mitt “Mittens” Romney won the Iowa caucus today.
JIm Newell’s liveblog of the sad spectacle is super lolz. Favorite part:
12:23 — In honor of Rick Santorum’s God, a brief one-act:
God: Hey Republicans, Obama has no business winning reelection with his numbers in this climate, so you can basically just take it.
Republicans: Thanks God, you’re #1.
God: Cool. I just need the candidate’s name to put on this sheet here, for my God records.
Republicans: Rick Santorum.
God: Ha ha ha never mind.
Maybe my favorite post from this year’s Hunt for the Worst Movie of All Time on Videogum. To wit:
The dramatic stakes, of course, could never be higher than they are in Eat, Pray, Love. Will this well-to-do white woman without any responsibilities open her heart to Javier Bardem in one of the most beautiful places on Earth? I’M ON THE EDGE OF MY SEAT!
IF YOU SAY ‘I COULD CARE LESS’ THAT MEANS, AND I DON’T KNOW HOW YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND, THAT YOU COULD CARE LESS THAN YOU CURRENTLY DO. THAT IS LITERALLY WHAT YOU’RE SAYING! THAT YOU CARE TO SOME DEGREE! THAT’S WHAT THOSE WORDS MEAN IN THAT ORDER! IF YOU ‘COULDN’T CARE LESS’ THEN YOU DO NOT CARE AT ALL!
IT WOULD BE IMPOSSIBLE TO CARE LESS ABOUT THE MATTER AT HAND!
YOU’RE 25 YEARS OLD! HOW DO YOU NOT GET THIS?
Ugh. This Tumblr is my spirit animal. Too good.
This week, Mayer Hawthorne dropped another gorgeous, unabashedly vintage album, How Do You Do. How does a geeky Jewish boy end up with a voice reminiscent of Frankie Beverly and the sonics of early Marvin Gaye? I don’t have time to question it because I’m too busy enjoying it.
This is the only thing keeping me motivated today. That panda has never been happier!
Can’t you imagine Molly Ringwald and Andrew McCarthy making out to this at the end of Pretty in Pink? Madly in love with this track from the Drive soundtrack. I love a good retro synth with fuzzy, bright harmonies.
Still my favorite Never Mind The Buzzcocks episode.
Steph: EW. WHY WOULD YOU SHOW ME THAT
Shawn: Because I knew how much it would turn you on.
I’m a Cambridge man myself.
My Marlon Gobel ticket arrived today and although I usually leave the menswear shows up to my girlfriend, this is one show I will not miss. With blingy shoes and an eye for style, Marlon Gobel is a designer to watch, learn from, and if you must imitate, it’s not a bad idea.
I can’t tell what has me more excited for Martha Marcy May Marlene:
- the amazingly eerie GIF poster above,
- the thrilling, haunting trailer, or
- the sheer fact of seeing an Olsen (I’ll take any of them!) onscreen after so long.
Lanvin and Pitbull? Models awkwardly attempting choreography? Yes please. The cultural dissonance is perfect.
I could watch Alber Elbaz dance for days.