I've got this weird secret addiction I tell very few people about. I absolutely love watching haul videos and makeup tutorials late at night on youtube.
I first accidentally stubbed upon them about a year ago. I was in that weird in between when you're too drunk to be in public but too drunk to fall asleep, instead I was on youtube like a zombie. I found this video of a girl doing over-the-top eye makeup tutorials. I was fascinated watching her put her makeup on in front of a webcam while explaining in intense detail how to recreate the look at home. Its also awesome because she's not that hot. She's just some chubby British girl. It just makes it all the better to me. She's so popular now that someone sponsored her to make her own makeup line.
http://www.youtube.com/user/panacea81
I love makeup. I don't do anything dramatic, but I love reading about it and wasting tons of money on it. This has created quite a problem for me since I already have an online shopping problem. These strange people are convincing me that I need this shit.
And then I found haul videos. Young girls talking about everything they've bought each month in intense detail. The packaging, where they wore it, exactly how much it costs, everything. They pretty much recreate the high of shopping yourself...for the camera. Everything you could want to know, is there. The worst part is I just found out that one of my favorites is only 15 fucking years old.
http://www.youtube.com/user/xXAllieCosmeticsxX
I mean sometimes its good. I discovered this awesome company called birchbox that way. They send you 4-5 deluxe sized samples in the mail each month. And since its a surprise its just about the most exciting thing for anyone who is into makeup.
http://www.youtube.com/user/missglamorazzi#p/u/31/nOIqldtU0fU
But the awful part is that whenever I am trying to look up something I go to youtube to see girls review it who are all pretty much convincing me its the best thing ever causing me to buy a ton of it.
For example I've been breaking out really badly with "winter skin" and discovered that I've been doing too much to fix it and need to stop washing my face and moisturize more. I found a new cleanser that was suggested from Lush and I went online to hear about it, and of course ended up ordering it. It took 9 days to get here and I was so excited about it that I just kept watching videos of girls talking about it. Next thing I know I am driving 45 minutes to the closest mall with a lush and ended up buying a whole bunch of shit just because I wanted to see it in person. I even bought these bath bombs just for shits and giggles. I tried one out, it turned me water hot pink and filled it with heart shaped confetti. I got all excited and ordered even more lush shit. Its such a vicious cycle and now I am watching demos of people dropping bath bombs into water.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Df4mzec-Dvs
Its a serious wtf.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Movie Reviews By a Girl That Hates Movies
I am trying to write more frequently, so it it goes.
When I say that I hate movies, I don't mean all movies. I prefer television where I can waste my day away in half hour increments and better deal with my short attention span. Mostly what I hate is going to the movies. Where I pay 10 dollars to sit in some shitty room with a bunch of strangers unable to talk or smoke a cigarette.
That said today I went to see "The Kings Speech" with my mother today. I thought that it would enjoy it because of my love of period films. And it was good. Good in the sense that although I am by no means a film buff I can tell that it was well made. Every shot was perfect and the settings and clothing where unbelievably beautiful. The actors were great and I could tell that everything about this says good movie.
At the same time I didn't really like it. First of all Colin Firth just really bummed me out. From what I can remember about his acting career this is one of his first non-chick flicks. And he did a good job, breaking away from the "What a Girl Wants", "Bridget Jones's Diary" format. At the same time I couldn't help but think of how old he is looking. I didn't find him that attractive in that judge watching way where you know that you would still want to fuck them in person way, but still. He's starting to look like Nathan Lane for heavens sake. And as if that wasn't bad enough the whole fucking movie was about his problem with stuttering. And yes I knew that going in, but the way Colin Firth stutters looks like he is gagging. Its awful.
What I usually love about period movies are young women in awesome clothes making out with servants or whatever. There was none of this in "The Kings Speech." Instead there were tons of montages of him blubbering like an asshole trying to make some goddamn speech. And it was like two hours long. Everything was so slow, I just wanted to press a button to make them talk faster. Its the kind of thing I wouldn't have minded renting, but sitting there sneaking a tuna fish sandwich wishing I could have a cigarette was almost too much to handle.
But it really was super pretty. I could have fucked that set.
When I say that I hate movies, I don't mean all movies. I prefer television where I can waste my day away in half hour increments and better deal with my short attention span. Mostly what I hate is going to the movies. Where I pay 10 dollars to sit in some shitty room with a bunch of strangers unable to talk or smoke a cigarette.
That said today I went to see "The Kings Speech" with my mother today. I thought that it would enjoy it because of my love of period films. And it was good. Good in the sense that although I am by no means a film buff I can tell that it was well made. Every shot was perfect and the settings and clothing where unbelievably beautiful. The actors were great and I could tell that everything about this says good movie.
At the same time I didn't really like it. First of all Colin Firth just really bummed me out. From what I can remember about his acting career this is one of his first non-chick flicks. And he did a good job, breaking away from the "What a Girl Wants", "Bridget Jones's Diary" format. At the same time I couldn't help but think of how old he is looking. I didn't find him that attractive in that judge watching way where you know that you would still want to fuck them in person way, but still. He's starting to look like Nathan Lane for heavens sake. And as if that wasn't bad enough the whole fucking movie was about his problem with stuttering. And yes I knew that going in, but the way Colin Firth stutters looks like he is gagging. Its awful.
What I usually love about period movies are young women in awesome clothes making out with servants or whatever. There was none of this in "The Kings Speech." Instead there were tons of montages of him blubbering like an asshole trying to make some goddamn speech. And it was like two hours long. Everything was so slow, I just wanted to press a button to make them talk faster. Its the kind of thing I wouldn't have minded renting, but sitting there sneaking a tuna fish sandwich wishing I could have a cigarette was almost too much to handle.
But it really was super pretty. I could have fucked that set.
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