@shanASS: There are lots and lots of tartan patterns, most of them invented recently or just a couple of centuries ago.
Lots of Scottish national symbols are pretty manufactured (I say that as a half Scot). #aliciakeys
@LucilleMcGillicuddy: So random- my coworker knows Ian and was just in my cubicle telling me about how she has a first edition "Olivia." He is also the subject of many David Hockney works. #aliciakeys
Oh my fucking G! I saw a Rodarte for Target dress in Glamour and it was RIDICULOUS! I don't know if they will make them large enough to fit my fat ass but I am tempted just to buy it in order to fondle it in my closet from time to time. #aliciakeys
Tom Ford and my former best-friend in college are apparently two petits pois in a pod.
She too was a raging francofile before she embarked on a junior-year study-abroad adventure in France. But her experience in the olde country traumatized her to no end. She loathed how narrow the roads were, how cramped the apartments were, she hated that French people smoked everywhere, she hated how university courses were held in huge halls with amphitheater seating, she hated, hated, hated everything with incandescent fury. One of her major peeves, as I recall, was that people wouldn't obsessively brush their teeth after a meal. I believe she had a nervous breakdown once when she went on a dinner date with a French boy who ate garickly snails, smoked a cigarette and then attempted to kiss her.
A bit of-thread, I guess, but maybe somewhat educational to francofiles who expect La Patrie to be this endless field of lavender blossoms where attractive people bounce around and frolic with unicorns. #aliciakeys
@BlondeGoddess: I was merely recounting a tale of An American in Paris, as it was passed down to me. In my personal experience on the terrain, many of these things are true, but not bothersome. Au contraire, they're charming to me and just part of what makes France France and the French French. Though I'm European-born to begin with and would never imagine that living in France resembles a chapter from "A Movable Feast."
I guess I was trying to illustrate by way of anecdote that many Americans often have this fantasy mental landscape of France beforehand, and then get disillusioned when the reality doesn't match it. I obviously failed.
Tom Ford shaving off his eyebrows in a mescaline-induced fit is one of the funniest things I have read in a long time. It's heartening to know that even fashion icons can succumb to hallucinogen and their magical power of persuasion. Now excuse me while I go back to laughing uncontrollably at that image. #gettypic
@RenoMartini: Major LOL! I remember when Trovata sued Forever 21 for knocking off their duds--a total laugh riot, because Trovata was (still is? I believe those four foxy surfer boys called it quits a while back) a knock-off label par excellence. #gettypic
Diane Von Furstenberg dropped a few dresses off with Ikram Goldman during a recent trip to Chicago. We all know what that means!
Can someone please elaborate, because we don't all know what that means. She's getting them dry cleaned?
@Sev: I'm sorry! I should remember that not everyone exists in a world of wall-to-wall fashion coverage, 83% of which is to do with Michelle Obama, the designers she is wearing, and Ikram Goldman. #aliciakeys
I'm one of those people who have no interest in even Googling someone, and I hate it when someone Googles me. I've had cashiers and baristas, total strangers who saw my name on my debit card, Google me and find out my age, my address, look at my house, read obituaries I'm listed in where the deaths were tragedies I'd like kept private, and so on. It's grossly intrusive. I realize this is how we live now but I'm sick of people knowing intimate details about me that I haven't told them. None of which I "put out" there - I don't do social networking, but a lot of stuff is online regardless. And when someone has a crush on you, or is jealous of you, it's scary how much info they can come up with.
I think as with many things, prevalence starts equating acceptability after a while. Personally I feel it's undignified and also destructive to people who get really obsessive about it. If I found out someone hacked into my voice mails or otherwise spied on me, I would pursue the most severe legal means possible to punish them. Privacy is becoming a lost concept. #aliwise
Excellent analysis, Jenna. I can definitely relate to the underlying tendency to obsess over people who meant a great deal to me in the past and are no longer in my life. Most 0f us wouldn't go nearly this far, but I can understand the impulse. Most likely once she overcame the initial ethical hesitation and hacked into the first voicemail, it was easier to justify the next one, and so on until she became compulsive. I'm sure on some level she felt shame for what she was doing all along. Kind of an amplified version of what I feel when I google that one mysterious ex for the bazillionth time, despite being in a happy relationship. #aliwise
one interesting thing i feel like no one's touched on is that Jenna is focusing on people who cheated on her -- i feel like in those kinds of cases, there is more impetus to know about the other woman, sort of as a way of finding an explanation for why the person you cared about hurt you. and i also think being cheated on can make it easy to fall into a feeling-bad-about-yourself cycle, and if that is how you are dealing with being cheated on, learning more about the person your bf cheated with can help provide fuel for that (especially icky) fire. #aliwise
I cannot stop checking my boyfriend's ex's Facebook page. It drives me crazy but I can't stop doing it.
I also have a friend who I broke off contact with a few months ago - she does nothing but post annoying updates on her page. I took her off my news feed so I could just move on with my life and stop being obsessive - and yet I still go and check her page when I'm on Facebook. It's crazy. Why do we do this stuff? #aliwise
@ImperfectLit.Woman: Ugh I totally do the same thing! I check his page MULTIPLE times a day and used to stalk his now-ex as well...and still do, now that she is his ex. With him it's become like a reflex, a habit. Comforting, even. And that is pretty fucked up, I must say.
(When my ex left me for another girl who I rapidly defriended, which meant I could no longer see her profile, the masochistic side in me was a little upset, and then I stalked the shit out of her and them via other people's photos and profiles until they broke up. It was HORRIBLE.) #aliwise
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Lots of Scottish national symbols are pretty manufactured (I say that as a half Scot). #aliciakeys
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She too was a raging francofile before she embarked on a junior-year study-abroad adventure in France. But her experience in the olde country traumatized her to no end. She loathed how narrow the roads were, how cramped the apartments were, she hated that French people smoked everywhere, she hated how university courses were held in huge halls with amphitheater seating, she hated, hated, hated everything with incandescent fury. One of her major peeves, as I recall, was that people wouldn't obsessively brush their teeth after a meal. I believe she had a nervous breakdown once when she went on a dinner date with a French boy who ate garickly snails, smoked a cigarette and then attempted to kiss her.
A bit of-thread, I guess, but maybe somewhat educational to francofiles who expect La Patrie to be this endless field of lavender blossoms where attractive people bounce around and frolic with unicorns. #aliciakeys
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I guess I was trying to illustrate by way of anecdote that many Americans often have this fantasy mental landscape of France beforehand, and then get disillusioned when the reality doesn't match it. I obviously failed.
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NOOOO!!!! #aliciakeys
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Trick question! There's no chance at all. #gettypic
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Not that I've ever done that before. Or anything. #aliciakeys
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Can someone please elaborate, because we don't all know what that means. She's getting them dry cleaned?
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Great, now I need bread. #gettypic
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I think as with many things, prevalence starts equating acceptability after a while. Personally I feel it's undignified and also destructive to people who get really obsessive about it. If I found out someone hacked into my voice mails or otherwise spied on me, I would pursue the most severe legal means possible to punish them. Privacy is becoming a lost concept. #aliwise
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I also have a friend who I broke off contact with a few months ago - she does nothing but post annoying updates on her page. I took her off my news feed so I could just move on with my life and stop being obsessive - and yet I still go and check her page when I'm on Facebook. It's crazy. Why do we do this stuff? #aliwise
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I hate myself for caring that much and then I hate myself more for picking her apart. This can't be healthy. #aliwise
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(When my ex left me for another girl who I rapidly defriended, which meant I could no longer see her profile, the masochistic side in me was a little upset, and then I stalked the shit out of her and them via other people's photos and profiles until they broke up. It was HORRIBLE.) #aliwise
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