Ooo! I knew a Natasha. She was very petite, with long blond hair and freckles. She masked her daintiness with black eyeliner and dark red lipstick. She wore JNCOs with a wallet chain, did drugs, drank, and had a mom who didn't care who was sleeping over. My best friend used her as an excuse. She would sneak around with her boyfriend and then go to Natasha's basement in the middle of the night. Then the "I'm sleeping over at Natasha's house!" lie would be partly true.
I always remember that Michael's dog's name in Forever was named Tasha. She was a schnauzer. I think I may have read that too many times as a teen.
I know two IRL Natashas, and neither are your high school Natasha. One is a dim receptacle who has chosen someone unfortunate with whom to reproduce, and the other is a high school friend who is pure awesome, and a gifted athlete in a sport not traditionally for women.
@SunburnedCounsel: Ah HA! That's why Natasha is hard to imagine going to high school. Of COURSE she went to boarding school! (for those of us who didn't)
@Tchotchke: She's completely not my type at all, and yet I'm shockingly attracted to her. It makes watching Californication with my wife much more entertaining than just laughing at her cooing over Duchovny. Also, something about her voice and the way she speaks just kills me.
@MyNameIsChris: I think it's the cool, bohemian air about her. She just seems very laid back, and her body is perfect. I'd love to be that tall. Plus, she doesn't seem like the type that needs much makeup; she seems natural.
@Snowbunny: You know why I find her so beautiful too? She is unconventional by Hollywood standards. She has a bit of a nose, her eyes give off a sad, soulful vibe because they are tilted slightly downward, and her mouth is slightly crooked. But all of that is exactly what makes her so beautiful! (Also, full disclosure: I love women with strong noses. I think it's so beautiful.)
It is a pretty name, but it seems (to me, anyway) like it could be a heavy load, you know, like you might have to really work to live up to it. Then again, I have a sturdy old-timey ethnic name, so certain names just seem generally exotic and intimidating to me. This is one of them.
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I know two IRL Natashas, and neither are your high school Natasha. One is a dim receptacle who has chosen someone unfortunate with whom to reproduce, and the other is a high school friend who is pure awesome, and a gifted athlete in a sport not traditionally for women.
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Ironic slow clap for me.
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