The Bling Ring + META Pop Culture + Really though, I just wanna rob…
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The Bling Ring + META Pop Culture + Really though, I just wanna rob…

Despite its not-so-stellar reviews, I saw The Bling Ring last weekend because I’m obsessed with Emma Watson and also think pretty people/things are cool and nice. I don’t love Sophia Coppola. I wasn’t expecting anything Oscar-worthy. I went into the movie with low expectations, and wasn’t too disappointed when I left the theater. HOWEVER: Having … Continue reading

Pink Hair, Don’t Care + Why MTV’s “Girl Code” is Actually Awesome
Television

Pink Hair, Don’t Care + Why MTV’s “Girl Code” is Actually Awesome

As liberated ladies in our twenties with high standards for humor and the other ladies in our lives, you would think a show that tackles this business would not make it onto the Watch List. Stereotypically tired and offensive? Pandering and boring? Shallow and sensationalized? Maybe. LOL funny – much to our surprise, yes! Guys, … Continue reading

Too much sex, not enough satire: a mid-season review of MTV’s Awkward
Television

Too much sex, not enough satire: a mid-season review of MTV’s Awkward

Serendipitously, OffToTheGraces and I discovered MTV’s Awkward at the same time, but totally separately. She found it via her TV writer sleuthing, and knew she was about to uncover some shimmering gold because of certain people behind it. I, on the other hand, found it the old fashioned way: channel surfing at an unreasonably late … Continue reading

Meet Kitty (Pryde)’s “Ay Shawty 3.0,” your new awesome and hilarious summer jam.
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Meet Kitty (Pryde)’s “Ay Shawty 3.0,” your new awesome and hilarious summer jam.

This weird cultural collage of a music video & single features a dreamy electro-pop bassline and background behind just short of gangster rap lyrics, delivered by a more whimsical version of a would-be member of the White Girl Mob. It’s as if Riff Raff saw Lizzy Caplan/Vena Cava’s “FASHION FILM” (a prettay hilarious poke at … Continue reading