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jessica louise had a blog

“The downside to such manufactured people is that they’re all the same. If you were mugged by any one of the women in the top 10, you couldn’t pick the perpetrator out of a lineup. They’re all white. They all have long hair and they’re almost all blonde. They all have the same high cheekbones. They all have the same nose. Each woman is allowed exactly one deviation from the norm, and the deviation is immediately remarked on – her tattoos or her extra-dark eye makeup or her curves. The girls of FHM are obviously products of a fundamentally icky consumerist objectification, but their engineered homogeneity also reveals an incredibly limited imagination.” —

Steven Marche, from TheStar.com (via jeralyndwile) (via sailingonthesea) (via somethingchanged) (via lozzy)

The women in those magazines scare me. They’re not real. No one asked them to make themselves look like that, they volunteered to make themselves look like that for however much the fee was for a spread or photograph in one of those magazines.

I’t’s interesting to find out why boys or men like the women that they like. For example, i remember in grade 6 the woman all the boys thought was amazing was Pamela Anderson. Now, i love Pammy (her personality at least) but she just looks like a Barbie Doll. Maybe that’s what all this is, boys looking at dolls, women wanting to be dolls for them. Why? Cause dolls arent threatening. They don’t have a brain, they can’t speak, they’re just there to be looked at and to imagined with.

That said, i think there is definitely an element of conformity. You’re only presented with one type to like and if you don’t like it there must be something wrong with you. For all the guys who tell me they’re into curvy chicks with big round butts you certainly don’t see much of a representation of that in most men’s magazines. Scarlett Johansson is one of the few that comes to mind and even she looks like a total blow up doll (with a bad dye job.)

Only immature men who are still into dolls buy those magazines (unless they’re reading them for the fabulous articles.) Men who are into real women don’t bother with them cause the plastic fakeness of it grosses them out.

somethingchanged:

monkeytypist:

From The Courier-Mail.

I was thinking about newspaper blogs last night. For some reason they’re so vile in Australia, and the nuttiest nuts in the world seem to use them to post their conspiracy theories, homphobic rants, racist slurs.

I have no doubt that political staffers read the comments on the Courier Mail for example and think, ‘shit this is a bad look.’ But the comments aren’t persuading anyone, marshalling public opinion, influencing policy or voting or strategy. They’re just ranting strangers. They’re so nutty they immediately cancel themselves out.

Oh. I thought you were talking about the actual blog authors at first and thought, ‘yep, that sounds about right.’

90 Second Story: Grumpy Neighbour/Derek Powazek

Hahaha. Awesome.

Flame trees in YA literature

Somewhere in that hazy world of neither here nor there, I’ll be hanging off that tree, legs hooked over the branch, hands splayed, grabbing at air that is intoxicating and perfumed with the sweet smell of oak. Next to me, always, is that boy. I don’t know his name, and I don’t know why he comes calling, but he is there every time, playing the same music on one of those discmans for tapes from the eighties, a song about flame trees and long-time feelings of friends left behind. The boy lets me join in and I sing the same line each time. His eyes are always watery at that point and it stirs a nostalgia in me that I have no reason to own, but it makes me ache all the same. We never quite get to the end of the song and each time I wake, I remind myself to ask him about those last few bars. But somehow I always forget.

“Busy is worn as badge of honour. There is a degree of smugness accompanying the use of the busy descriptor. The implication is, “I have had important activity to do, and what you requested of me was frivolous.” — do you speak-a my language blog.

Mathematical Anxiety

A-ha! This is so me. Once i even barfed during a test from anxiety. They didnt make me complete it.

littlesparrow:

via jessicalouise

grant show. that moustache. HOLD ME BACK.

Grant Show. That Moustache. Wearing a wifebeater. Chest hair. Seriously. Don’t watch unless you have a spare pair of knickers handy.

“Maybe you should go fuck yourself! Happy Fucking Mothers Day!” —

Me

To my mother.

This afternoon.

In my defense, she said something incredibly mean to me that made me actualy cry. Still though, I am probably going to hell.

(via carolinek)

Mothers Day seems to bring out the very worst in my mother too. 

I was really looking forward to Swingtown when i heard about it. Purely due to Alan Poul (Six Feet Under) being attached, Mike Kelley (as much as i hated The OC it still looked great), plus Jack Davenport, Molly Parker, and amazingly, Grant Show who looks amazingly sleazy and, dare i say it, HOT with a 70’s mo’ and coiffed hair. But i was kind of disappointed when i saw the pilot. Like, it’s good, it has the potential to be decent, but some of the casting decisions were wrong. Hopefully they’ve rectified that since. I really wanna watch it.