Archive for February, 2011

February 28, 2011

Academy Awards, version 2.0

dear friends – i missed the Oscars last night. In an effort to make up for it, I will show you some pictures I found on the internet and guess what’s happening:

Gwyneth Paltrow apparently got into some sort of scuffle with self tanner before the show.

looks like Justin Timberlake was there, not making music.

Tori Spelling‘s husband had some sort of brain aneurism before the main course.

Justin Bieber let the wrong people get a hold of his hair.

then an angel showed up.

looks like it was a great night.

Hooray Oscars!

February 22, 2011

i love tuesdays

dear friends, it’s tuesday. that means there is new music in the world.

let’s celebrate.

the beautiful & magical Adele‘s album 21 is finally out in America.

buy it if it’s the last thing you do.

my personal favorites are “Rumor Has It” & “Turning Tables

Trent Dabbs also released an album today, called Southerner & I’m proud to say I got to design it.

Not only is Mr.Dabbs a mighty fine songwriter, he’s also a mighty fine dancer.

that being said, buy it.

here are a couple of songs you might like…

Follow Suit” & “Keep Me Young

{And just because I like you, and I want you to know about good music…

you should probably listen to this song by one of my favorites, Mikky Ekko

I’ve been listening to his EP Blues on repeat for a few days now, and I think it’s good for your soul.}

The Walls Come Down

February 17, 2011

two, Thr3e, four

fact:  i have terrible taste in movies.

if i feel compelled enough to actually haul my butt to a movie theater and lay down $11 to see it,

you can almost guarantee it’ll be bad.

(my track history involves the movie Thr3e – never saw it? that’s probably for the best.)

well, I Am Number Four, I have my sights on you.

See you Friday, Alex Pettyfer.

(it’s possible that this movie will be good, but based on how excited i am, i’m not anticipating good things.)

February 14, 2011

i’m with cupid.

I’ve never been much of a fan of Owl City – but after this Valentine’s Day, you can just go ahead & sign me up.

Adam Young, who is the band (and apparently the inspiration for Taylor Swift’s song ‘Enchanted’) posted this message on his website today:

Dearest Taylor,

I’ll be the first to admit I’m a rather shy boy and since music is the most eloquent form of communication I can muster, I decided to record something for you — as sort of a “reply” to the breathtaking song on your current record. This is want I wanted so badly to tell you in person but could never quite put into words.

Everything about you is lovely. You’re an immensely charming girl with a beautiful heart and more grace and elegance than I know how to describe. You are a true princess from a dreamy fairy tale, and above all, I just want you to know..I was enchanted to meet you too.



oh sweet goodness. Taylor! girl! call that boy!

February 14, 2011


The Grammys happened last night.
To help you at the water cooler this afternoon,
I will now give you a few discussion topics to run with:
John Mayer‘s facial hair.
Lady Gaga: side poytail, prosthetic shoulder, eggs, thanking Whitney Houston.
Bruno Mars‘s back-up singers. (fly dancing + sharp clothes)
Nicole Kidman singing along to ‘Teenage Dream.’
Ricky Martin‘s silver pants.
Usher being the bomb.
that should get you started. if you run into any problems, let me know – I could easily come up with a thing or two about Rihanna.
February 9, 2011

i don’t

Ashlee Simpson filed for divorce from Pete Wentz, citing irreconcilable differences.

I’m gonna go ahead and guess that THIS was the irreconcilable difference.


February 8, 2011

always a bridesmaid…

i need to see the movie Bridesmaids immediately.

looks a little like a female Hangover…with Kristen Wiig and Maya Rudolph and my favorite gal from Reno 911, Wendi McLendon-Covey

i am totally, 100% on board.

February 7, 2011

free bird

I’ve been a fan of Josiah Leming ever since his short, but memorable run on American Idol.

Unlike many of his counterparts on America’s favorite talent show, this kid really is an artist.

check him out HERE, HERE, or HERE.

then click the lovely photo to get a free download of his new single…

(and, really, who doesn’t love free stuff?)

February 7, 2011

super blow

superbowl XLV is in the books. the packers won. and the rest of us lost.

Christina Aguilera effed up the National Anthem…even if she had remembered the words, it was still kind of painful to watch.

and Black Eyed Peas decided to do a halftime show…

I enjoyed their light up, bedazzled, futuristic get-ups. I enjoyed the tron-like people and the stage that spelled things. that was all neat. Even that racially ambiguous guy who looks like a Ninja got some solo time on the mic (and i love that guy).

then this happened.

umm. i just…what?

Fergie, quit that Axl Rose impression & those body rolls. Slash is not into it. (neither are we)

the only thing that could save this thing was Usher dropping from the sky and saving the day.

take note performers, he didn’t even try to sing. the superbowl isn’t about vocals…it’s about getting people amped.

(and nothing will amp this gal up faster than an all white outfit and some fly dance moves)

February 6, 2011

it happened in a creepy basement

i got a text at 8 last night telling me that Mumford & Sons was playing a secret show at 9. with more than a little doubt, i headed to the (very creepy) basement of a house less than a mile from mine…

and heaven help me – it was true.

the band played songs from their last album, and a few new ones they had just written. it was excellent.

at one point, i was wedged so close to Marcus Mumford, that his elbow grazed my boob at least 15 times.

and not only did i get molested by Mumford, I got to share the basement with his friends Jake Gyllenhaal & Carey Mulligan.

no big deal.


{just a quick note about those two}

-Carey Mulligan is officially the most adorable person I’ve seen in real life. She & Marcus Mumford seemed to have a thing going on…I can’t be sure, maybe they were just affectionate friends, but let me tell you, they should get something started.

-after some very creepy eavesdropping on my part, I decided that Jake Gyllenhaal is basically a weird, well-meaning home schooler. Don’t act like you don’t know what I mean; kind of awkward, making lame jokes, pretty loud.

It’s so odd seeing movie stars in real life…much less in a basement in Green Hills.

last night was surreal.

(p.s. Jake Gyllenhaal was drinking Cheerwine – try to deal with that mental image)


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