Showing posts with label Seth MacFarlane. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Seth MacFarlane. Show all posts

Saturday, September 21, 2013

And Then There's Mod





Dress: Modcloth
Shoes: Worthington, JCPenney
Bag: Candie's, Kohl's
Belt: Wet Seal
Jacket: Material Girl, Macy's



 Lasting Lemons Necklace

Dress: Modcloth
Shoes: Charles Albert, Alloy
Bag: Nordstrom



 Serious Sparkler Necklace

Dress: L'Amour by Nanette Lepore for JCPenney
Blouse: Candie's, Kohl's
Boots: Impo, Marshalls
Bag: DSW

If I had the wherewithal and bandwidth-burgling bravado of a more brazen blogger, then I would've arranged for Bea Arthur's head to pop up at the end of that post title.  Not that I ever watched "Maude," "The Golden Girls" being the only sitcom of my acquaintance in the Bea Arthur canon.  But I do appreciate its sentiment, so celebrated-slash-satirized by that "Family Guy" ditty poking fun at its long intro jingle:

"Lady Godiva was a freedom rider
She didn't care if the whole world looked
Joan of Arc with the Lord to guide her
She was a sister who really cooked
Madame Curie was a strong woman character
Workin' all day in a science lab, yeah
Clara Barton was a famous nurse 
Who was rapping with the soldiers and bandages too
Susan B. Anthony, always out doin' stuff
Marchin' around and holdin' up signs . . .

Peter: And then there's Maude.

Pocahontas had it all goin' on . . .

Peter: What the hell?

An Indian guide with lots of Indian pride, Indira Ghandi ran a whole big country; that isn't easy even if you're a guy . . .

Peter: And then there's Maude?

Babe Zaharias was a really good athlete . . .

Peter: Aw, come on!

Good at track and field and professional golf, too

Peter: And then there's Maude!

Amelia Earhart flew a lot of airplanes except for that one time when she didn't come back
Cleopatra lived way out in the desert

Peter: And then there's Maude!  Come on!

But still found a way to keep herself looking fine
And then there's Maude

Peter: Ahh!  Ahh!  There we go!  That was an ordeal."

I like to think that the fiercely feminine and intrepidly indie online retailer Modcloth would sing along, too.  But then again, given the song's slightly anti-feminist bent (because who can tell what that rascal Seth MacFarlane is really thinking?), perhaps not.  At any rate, this post features a trio of Mod's most marvelous (and let's be honest, cheapest) pieces, set off, of course, by the sass and quirk of our treasured Trove trinkets.

And if that wasn't enough of an oddball overload, here's a shot of my Stila eyeshadow compact, which gives an ever-so-subtle (if peacock-painted) nod to the aforementioned Earhart:



That tiny, hard-to-read white writing just below the mirror says:

"Flying may not be all plain sailing, but the fun of it is worth the price.  - Amelia Earhart"

Soaring style, Stila, soaring style indeed.

Monday, July 9, 2012

Movie Moment: Ted

There isn't a whole lot I can say about Ted that hasn't been said already.  It's a story about a kid, John, (Mark Wahlberg) who makes a wish that his Christmas gift of a teddy bear comes to life.  The wish comes true, John and Ted become "thunder buddies for life," and John slides somewhat unconsciously into adulthood with his pot-smoking bud by his side.  All is well until John's career-conscious yet surprisingly down-to-earth girlfriend Lori (Mila Kunis) suggests that Ted is preventing them from moving on with their lives.  Masterminded by the man (Seth MacFarlane) who brought us "Family Guy," Ted was an instant box office success, and therefore a testament to America's love affair with fart jokes.

So, is there more to Ted than bathroom humor and the saccharine schmaltz that is raunchiness's good cop twin?  Or is the movie's message more menacing than it seems, hinting at themes of Peter Pan syndrome and the perennial plight of the long-suffering girlfriend?  If so inclined, I could play either side.  But such musings have no place on a blog like this, and anyway, they're kind of a downer.  It's far more fun to focus on the appearances from Ryan Reynolds, Tom Skerritt, Sam Jones (Flash Gordon), and the always dryly amusing Patrick Warburton; the wild wardrobe of Ted's trashy girlfriend (which I vastly preferred to the more sophisticated style of Lori); and the eternal battle between the diamond-in-the-rough guy and the slick-but-smarmy guy (played by Joel McHale, who is always that guy) because we all want to root for the diamonds (even those of us who are duds).  But my favorite part?  Hands down, it was getting carded while buying the tickets :)