I don't know about you,but I happen to be a huge fan of the Oscar's and have never missed a show since I can remember. From childhood dreams of walking the red carpet with my leading man to wearing the most beautiful gown on the planet and having hundreds of cheering fans applaud my nomination and then the moment...the speech!
I live for public speaking,nothing about it freaks me out. I would imagine first witnessing my category being announced and smilingly graciously as my fellow nominees are mentioned,then the tearing of the envelope...'And the Oscar for Outstanding Performance by and actress in a Lead Role goes to....". Silence. My name has just been announced and as I try and take it all in,overwhelmed by emotion and still trying to pull it all off with the elegance only Grace Kelly would,I am ushered to the podium where I deliver a speech that will forever be embedded in the minds of those that witnessed such an historic moment...
But that was just a childhood dream. Not to say it wouldn't be,borrowing from pop culture,cool...but my dreams now go beyond that. I however still dream of the leading man,the gown,the speech and the admiration..but in a different arena. I am no actress,nor do I aim for such. But I still love how every time I watch the Academy Awards,the same zeal that I felt as I child comes rushing back as if it's all new.
The press on the other hand always have an opinion about the show. Every year it gets worse and as much as the men and women who accept the coveted gold-plated man,I can't help but ask myself,'I haven't seen any of the nominated movies'.
It seems to me that movies these days are all about big-budgets,messages to deliver,biopics,period pieces and anything outside these genres hardly stand a chance. I on the other hand view film as a canvas that allows me to escape and imagine myself in the characters taking over the screen.
This is mostly of the romantic comedy kind,and such movies a very rarely nominated for the actors talents. I find it quite unfortunate really,because such movies are the reason why I pay $14 dollars on tight-arse Tuesday. I don't line up for films like 'The Reader','The Wrestler','The Curious Case of Benjamin Button' or 'Changeling'. As remarkable and Oscar worthy as the performances may have been,I like to feel good after a film,not asking more questions. That's the point of going in the first place to escape the sadness of the world.
So,fellow readers of thy humble blog,what say you?
The more you know...
Monday, February 23, 2009
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Recession,Depression....
Unless you've been hiding under a rock,living on Mars,or both (though I still find it hard to believe),you have no doubt heard about the meltdown of global economies. Now if you,like me,watched the news wondering how this will affect the average man,then read on.
recession is a word that never existed in my vocab until all this talk about it. I hate talking about money,budgeting,or saving. Quite frankly,it depresses me. And I've never been good at math,so it's a subject I've all together purposefully ignored,until I read an article recently about the economy getting so bad that people can not even afford to get a divorce. Dang!
It's that bad y'all.
So what does it mean for people who live off paycheck to paycheck,spend thousands on trends and fads and have never saved a penny in their life? Well,quite simply,you're screwed.
Ok,It's not that bad...yet. Unless you don't have a job,then we can start saving every little cent/penny/kroner/rand/lira. I am no financial expert. I have a lifestyle invested on spending,spending and more spending. I have items of clothing stacked in my wardrobe I have purchased but never worn. Shoes that I spent hundreds on and never worn more than once,CD's,Vinyl records and hundreds of accessories,some of which I don't remember buying.
Anyway,all of this depressing money talk had me thinking as to when we as a society became more consumer driven and the big corporations determined our lifestyles. I just feel we don't have a sense of who we really are anymore. It's like we have to be told what to do,directly or indirectly,through advertising and marketing schemes.
This in turn has turned us into these debt-ridden and seemingly insecure beings who are clueless about quite alot. Now,I am guilty of being sucked into this trap,but its seems more and more people feel that to be accepted,you have to buy into this culture. Why do I need magazines,music videos and films telling me what I should wear?
I was reading a magazine article on how to land the man of your dreams! I mean its sooo ridiculous because magazines sell more copies when they include such bollocks and women are very quick to buy into this stuff. I mean heck,if that was the case,we'd all be in happy,healthy relationships. But the sad reality is it was probably written by a spinster who decided to make money off gullible innocent beings.
I have no time for such. Because of all of this,women have lost alot of self worth and identity and feel that to get the man of their 'dreams',they have to go out their way to be something they're not. I'm not one for playing games. Maybe that explains my single status,but I'd never compromise the person who I am,just to get a man. Take it or leave it. I refuse to sit by a bar and run my finger around a martini glance while subtlety staring at a man who I happen to be attracted to while biting at tooth picked olive in a sexually suggestive way. I refuse to.
I'm old school. If someone likes me or I like them,I'm upfront. I don't need a magazine,movies,or books to tell me how i should 'approach' them likes its some science. It's about as ridiculous as a Glamour magazine article that said get any man to propose by being a person who is 'different' from who you normally are. Case in point:
If you've been dating someone for a long time and you want them to propose,don't mention babies,marriage..it drives them away. Why would you want to deceive someone into marrying you? Hence why 1 in every 2 marriages end in divorce.
I mean it's gotten so out of hand and these big corporations know this that these days its rare to watch a movie without product placement being included. I happened to be watching a bootleg version of 'The Women' a few weeks ago and couldn't help but notice the amount of Dove products in the film.
it's great that Dove have the 'Real Beauty' campaign,but at the end of the day,they're out to make money off gullible people and it's just another marketing strategy to get consumers to buy their products. It's like the whole who-ha in magazine land of including 'average sized' women in their glossies,but the mag still contains at least 70% of the anorexic models.
Now,what's a girl to do? If all of this is being shoved in your face,you have no choice but to go with herd. Being different ain't as cool as it used to be. this is true. Anyone else who tells you so,is lying,to make you and themselves feel better about not being as skinny as the chick in the magazines,and internally are struggling with their own insecurities. Maybe I'm wrong,I doubt it though...because if I was,the world wouldn't be in the state its in.
What say you??
On that note,I can't help you with your finances,but go see your bank people,check out some useful websites,and educate yourself on the recession and the the impact it may have on you.
The more you know....
Santi
recession is a word that never existed in my vocab until all this talk about it. I hate talking about money,budgeting,or saving. Quite frankly,it depresses me. And I've never been good at math,so it's a subject I've all together purposefully ignored,until I read an article recently about the economy getting so bad that people can not even afford to get a divorce. Dang!
It's that bad y'all.
So what does it mean for people who live off paycheck to paycheck,spend thousands on trends and fads and have never saved a penny in their life? Well,quite simply,you're screwed.
Ok,It's not that bad...yet. Unless you don't have a job,then we can start saving every little cent/penny/kroner/rand/lira. I am no financial expert. I have a lifestyle invested on spending,spending and more spending. I have items of clothing stacked in my wardrobe I have purchased but never worn. Shoes that I spent hundreds on and never worn more than once,CD's,Vinyl records and hundreds of accessories,some of which I don't remember buying.
Anyway,all of this depressing money talk had me thinking as to when we as a society became more consumer driven and the big corporations determined our lifestyles. I just feel we don't have a sense of who we really are anymore. It's like we have to be told what to do,directly or indirectly,through advertising and marketing schemes.
This in turn has turned us into these debt-ridden and seemingly insecure beings who are clueless about quite alot. Now,I am guilty of being sucked into this trap,but its seems more and more people feel that to be accepted,you have to buy into this culture. Why do I need magazines,music videos and films telling me what I should wear?
I was reading a magazine article on how to land the man of your dreams! I mean its sooo ridiculous because magazines sell more copies when they include such bollocks and women are very quick to buy into this stuff. I mean heck,if that was the case,we'd all be in happy,healthy relationships. But the sad reality is it was probably written by a spinster who decided to make money off gullible innocent beings.
I have no time for such. Because of all of this,women have lost alot of self worth and identity and feel that to get the man of their 'dreams',they have to go out their way to be something they're not. I'm not one for playing games. Maybe that explains my single status,but I'd never compromise the person who I am,just to get a man. Take it or leave it. I refuse to sit by a bar and run my finger around a martini glance while subtlety staring at a man who I happen to be attracted to while biting at tooth picked olive in a sexually suggestive way. I refuse to.
I'm old school. If someone likes me or I like them,I'm upfront. I don't need a magazine,movies,or books to tell me how i should 'approach' them likes its some science. It's about as ridiculous as a Glamour magazine article that said get any man to propose by being a person who is 'different' from who you normally are. Case in point:
If you've been dating someone for a long time and you want them to propose,don't mention babies,marriage..it drives them away. Why would you want to deceive someone into marrying you? Hence why 1 in every 2 marriages end in divorce.
I mean it's gotten so out of hand and these big corporations know this that these days its rare to watch a movie without product placement being included. I happened to be watching a bootleg version of 'The Women' a few weeks ago and couldn't help but notice the amount of Dove products in the film.
it's great that Dove have the 'Real Beauty' campaign,but at the end of the day,they're out to make money off gullible people and it's just another marketing strategy to get consumers to buy their products. It's like the whole who-ha in magazine land of including 'average sized' women in their glossies,but the mag still contains at least 70% of the anorexic models.
Now,what's a girl to do? If all of this is being shoved in your face,you have no choice but to go with herd. Being different ain't as cool as it used to be. this is true. Anyone else who tells you so,is lying,to make you and themselves feel better about not being as skinny as the chick in the magazines,and internally are struggling with their own insecurities. Maybe I'm wrong,I doubt it though...because if I was,the world wouldn't be in the state its in.
What say you??
On that note,I can't help you with your finances,but go see your bank people,check out some useful websites,and educate yourself on the recession and the the impact it may have on you.
The more you know....
Santi
Thursday, February 5, 2009
New Year...New Dawn.....
Hey Y'all...
Okay,first of all apologies for not posting since last year. I was on holiday all summer long and just got back. It's so weird how towards the end of the year you lose all sense of motivation and drive and just want the year to end,and at the start of the year,everything is rejuvenated and goals and ambitions start leave the dusty back burner and attended to with the same zeal and determination...if only it lasted the whole 365 days! *sigh*...
it's like when you go to Church on a Sunday and you say to yourself,'I ain't never sinning again...Lord take me higher..' and you end up breaking one of the commandments less than 24 hours after the sermon...
Or when you watch a documentary about war ravaged countries and make a pledge to help the poor orphan kids....but never do...
Or when you decide to make this year the year you volunteer a year of your life to helping build schools in Chile...but find out all the good festivals are on when you're gone,hmm helping the poor or seeing Sigur Ros LIVE Dude!! Besides,I already bought the tickets...
Or you finally decide to move up out of your folks home and get a place of your own...But after spending your whole pay last Friday night on 3 exchange students from Norway and ended up spending your savings on a goat in Lithuania because it looked cute in the picture...
***Note: Shout out to those who ACTUALLY moved out this year***
Or when you read and hear about the recession and global financial meltdown and say 'today is the day Ima start saving'...and end up paying for a mini-holiday because it was on sale online...
...Or,and this one is for the ladies...while flipping through a Fashion magazine and happen to spot a picture of a fantastically airbrushed post-pregnancy Halle Berry in something resembling a bikini (By resembling,not quite a bikini as the average woman wouldn't be able to wear it because of a shortage of fabric) and can't believe a 40+ year old body looks better than your own 22 year old one..and decide after the last quarter of a tub of choc chip flavoured ice-cream,you'll start the diet of your life so help you God...but it lasts for 3 days??I swear I was doing well,but I was out for lunch and you know how it is,besides,I'll start anew tomorrow ;)..with me ladies?
Or is just me?...hmm
*sigh* Oh Well.
There's always next year.
Don't fret the small stuff.
Word.
Well,moving along,I have decided to enrich this blog-make it more exciting,mix serious stuff with a dose of humor,and a new element I discovered while holidaying showcasing the photo of the week. Anything random,interesting,thought provoking and entertaining.
So,what say you? With me...
Good.
Okay,so at the start of every year,instead of making (Re)solutions, I try and work out the lessons or solutions learned from my journey over the last 365 (or 366 in last year's case).
As soon as it's modified,I'll put up the list but feel free to comment.
**The more you know**
Sentence of the week: Aesthetically Belligerent.
Santi
Okay,first of all apologies for not posting since last year. I was on holiday all summer long and just got back. It's so weird how towards the end of the year you lose all sense of motivation and drive and just want the year to end,and at the start of the year,everything is rejuvenated and goals and ambitions start leave the dusty back burner and attended to with the same zeal and determination...if only it lasted the whole 365 days! *sigh*...
it's like when you go to Church on a Sunday and you say to yourself,'I ain't never sinning again...Lord take me higher..' and you end up breaking one of the commandments less than 24 hours after the sermon...
Or when you watch a documentary about war ravaged countries and make a pledge to help the poor orphan kids....but never do...
Or when you decide to make this year the year you volunteer a year of your life to helping build schools in Chile...but find out all the good festivals are on when you're gone,hmm helping the poor or seeing Sigur Ros LIVE Dude!! Besides,I already bought the tickets...
Or you finally decide to move up out of your folks home and get a place of your own...But after spending your whole pay last Friday night on 3 exchange students from Norway and ended up spending your savings on a goat in Lithuania because it looked cute in the picture...
***Note: Shout out to those who ACTUALLY moved out this year***
Or when you read and hear about the recession and global financial meltdown and say 'today is the day Ima start saving'...and end up paying for a mini-holiday because it was on sale online...
...Or,and this one is for the ladies...while flipping through a Fashion magazine and happen to spot a picture of a fantastically airbrushed post-pregnancy Halle Berry in something resembling a bikini (By resembling,not quite a bikini as the average woman wouldn't be able to wear it because of a shortage of fabric) and can't believe a 40+ year old body looks better than your own 22 year old one..and decide after the last quarter of a tub of choc chip flavoured ice-cream,you'll start the diet of your life so help you God...but it lasts for 3 days??I swear I was doing well,but I was out for lunch and you know how it is,besides,I'll start anew tomorrow ;)..with me ladies?
Or is just me?...hmm
*sigh* Oh Well.
There's always next year.
Don't fret the small stuff.
Word.
Well,moving along,I have decided to enrich this blog-make it more exciting,mix serious stuff with a dose of humor,and a new element I discovered while holidaying showcasing the photo of the week. Anything random,interesting,thought provoking and entertaining.
So,what say you? With me...
Good.
Okay,so at the start of every year,instead of making (Re)solutions, I try and work out the lessons or solutions learned from my journey over the last 365 (or 366 in last year's case).
As soon as it's modified,I'll put up the list but feel free to comment.
**The more you know**
Sentence of the week: Aesthetically Belligerent.
Santi
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
Posts
