Fashion Friday :: the apocalypse of my heart.

21 Apr

Namely, Dollhouse‘ Epitaphs coda. Sorry I haven’t been posting much. I haven’t really had much to talk about, and also we were rewatching Dollhouse and feeling things. (It’s the first time we’ve ever done together, so most of those things were summed up with the word ‘gay,’ but hey.) It also reminded me of something, and that is… for all that show’s flaws, it still has a lot of my emotional real estate.


So here. Some apocalypse aesthetic pieces, all from ModCloth ’cause that’s how I do, not in any one cohesive outfit but as kind of a starter pack.







Things often fit loosely in the apocalypse. Also there tends to be a lack of non-earthy color. All In Favor Top; Relaxed for a Fact Sweater; Thoroughly Thermal Hoodie; Library, Secondary, Tertiary Cardigan; A Cozy Touch Sweater; Recline the Invitation Hoodie.




Layering, also, is a motif. Layers Gonna Play Jacket; Haute Horizon Vest; What Dreams are Draped Of Jacket.



Dresses and skirts, when you have them, tend longer and utilitarian, unless they’re a nostalgic salvage. Lookout Luncheon Maxi Dress; Field Notable Midi Skirt.




Pants are cargo. Pretty much without fail. Easy Strider Pants; Utility Devotee Pants; Fused With Utility Pants.




Do you wear shoes that aren’t boots in the apocalypse? No, you don’t. Insider Info Boot; Meteor Shower Search Boot; Tie, Tie Again Block Heel Boot.

–your fangirl heroine.



Spoiler Alert Sunday :: our thoughts on The Fate of the Furious

16 Apr

All y’all know Furious 7 was my first watched of the franchise, and this eighth installment was drift partner’s first. But when we saw a trailer that included Charlize Theron dramatically intoning “There’s thousands of cars in this city and now they’re all mine” we knew we had to go. Opening weekend. To a theater where we could purchase alcohol to consume while we were watching.

And boy howdy, were we not disappointed. This movie, like its predecessor(s?), is incredibly stupid but in the most delicious way. I was trying to give drift partner what little background I could beforehand and the best I could do was a couple of anecdotes and character facts followed by “they’re like the Suicide Squad but of cars.” And, obviously, much better than the actual cinematic Suicide Squad.

I, drift partner, had sort of idly been intending to see these movies based on recommendations from friends, but this trailer dangled the idea of crazy Charlize AND ridiculous car chases in front of me and I am powerless when presented with crazy Charlize. I will watch crazy Charlize Theron do basically anything. I knew I was in for a treat when the first scene of this movie involved Vin Diesel stripping off the doors and trunk of a VW Bug in order to soup up the engine for a race, in such a way that it made it literally LIGHT ON FIRE at one point. I am not a car person, I have no idea what he did, but it was glorious. And then when he won the race, his opponent tried to give Vin Diesel his car, as per their agreement, and said Vin had his respect. Vin Diesel said, “Keep your car. Your respect is good enough for me.” It was so ridiculous and batshit and I loved it. I don’t think I stopped smiling for longer than about two minutes.

Here’s the thing that we’ve come to realize, that has doubtless been realized by many before us. In effect, these movies are the goofy action stupidity with a heart of gold. As they said probably no less than one hundred times, they’re about family. (The trailer alone says this word enough that if you were doing strong enough shots every time they said it – which we intend to do sometime with all of the movies, although with sips rather than shots – you could be blitzed by its conclusion.) It’s this big, ridiculous found family full of characters capable of kicking anyone’s ass any day who all work together out of their continued love for each other. Never mind that most of them have criminal pasts while Hobbs (The Rock) is FBI and Brian (Paul Walker), who obviously isn’t in this film although they didn’t kill him off they just said “we can’t bring Brian into this we promised we wouldn’t” and left it at that, has been an undercover agent as well. Never mind their different backgrounds, or the fact that Ramsey (Nathalie Emmanuel) isn’t even a car person but a hacker, or anything. They’re family. That’s all there is to it.

Naturally this means that the conflict of the film is a question of that. Charlize Theron’s Cipher, a hacker thought to be, even by Ramsey, a conglomerate, blackmails Vin Diesel’s Dom to work for her. Why? Well, this is kind of revealed, sort of, eventually, in a casual recontextualizing of past movie plot points. He upsets his family by doing this, which Hobbs describes very gravely as him having “gone rogue,” and they spend the rest of the movie working against Cipher’s evil plan while also sort of trying to get Dom back to the side of good.

There are a lot of perfectly golden moments in this movie, but some just have to be seen to be believed. Some we feel comfortable alluding to are:

  • Somebody is shielded from an enormous explosion by a protective circle of cars.
  • At one point, a car is drawn and quartered.
  • As if in answer to the cars coming out of the moving airplane in the last film, a car goes into a moving airplane.
  • Helen Mirren is Jason Statham’s mother.
  • Ramsey spends virtually all of her non-hacking/non-plot-forwarding time rolling her eyes at machismo bullshit and/or flirtatious comeons. Also, she wears a vest.
  • Jason Statham plays the Chipmunks Christmas album for a baby to drown out the noise of him fighting bad guys.
  • Hobbs’ daughter’s soccer team, which he coaches, performs the haka before their game.
  • Someone drives a tank. Literally a tank.
  • Someone uses a car door as a shield and a sled, at different points.
  • Someone jumps over a submarine in a car. Yes, a submarine.
  • The Rock weightlifts a concrete bench and uses a concrete wall as a punching bag.
  • Much like he removed a cast on his arm by flexing his muscles in the last movie, he removes handcuffs the same way in this movie.
  • Charlize Theron speaks entirely in cliches, and makes lines that are not naturally menacing sound vaguely menacing.
  • As seen in the trailer, Michelle Rodriguez’ Letty literally shouts at Dom “are you gonna turn your back on family?” and… then he literally turns his back on his family and exits.

Drift partner just classified this franchise as “chaotic good.” Yes, exactly.

–your fangirl heroine.


Whimsy Wednesday :: on a wonderful internet invention.

12 Apr

I know a lot of people, non-millennials specifically, like to make fun of the current generation’s propensity for documenting everything and then sharing it. This is foolish for several reasons.

  1. I know that previous generations (my parents, my grandparents, etc.) have boxes and shelves of old photos in albums. These photos are as inconsequential as the things that people make fun of millennials for posting on Facebook or Instagram or what have you. They’re of things like someone’s backyard, particular items people found significant at a moment in time, people attending events together even if the events are inconsequential. “Oh, but it’s different because we weren’t sharing those with everyone,” someone might say. Maybe not, but you can bet people are sharing them with others close to them. Constantly. Possibly whether or not the others are actually interested. (We’ve all been to that kind of family event.) Or putting things on our wall, or our desk, or our whatever whatever. “Here’s all these pictures of my children I keep in my wallet” has become “here’s all these pictures of my children I keep on my phone,” and hey, at least if you lose your phone you might be able to get the pictures back via cloud storage or something.
  2. As I’ve seen people point out before, this is going to be the world’s most well-documented generation. It’s not like the olden days where we have paintings of rich people and the occasional fragments of someone’s private journal found in a secret cupboard or something. We have much more egalitarian and inexpensive access to documentation tools, and why is that bad? People have wanted to be remembered for all time.
  3. Some of the most egregious social media “oversharers” I know are not, in fact, millennials. They’re older people using modern technology to do the things I mentioned above. And that’s fine! You do you, pal.
  4. Sometimes sharing things or seeing others’ things can make you smile, dammit.

It’s the last that I’m talking about. Earlier I posted some pictures of my parents’ dog on Instagram. And apparently it was the perfect time of day to do that, because suddenly all of these dog accounts started liking and following me. Dog accounts being not like my own account, which is a personal account that sometimes features said dog (or my cats), but accounts people make to document solely their dog’s life. Typically these are captioned in the first person (“hi, my name is Jazz and I’m a year-old Corgi, welcome to my life”) and without fail, they are adorable.

I’m the kind of person who, when I’m sad, will cheer myself up with pictures of (pretty actresses or) cute animals. Sometimes I look up breeds (the aforementioned Corgi makes a particularly endearing image search) and sometimes I look up animals being friends and sometimes I look up something as specific as “cats dressed as bees” or something. Animals doing goofy things. I’m also the biggest sucker for first-person animal anything (more than once, in childhood and adulthood both, have I bought Beanie Babies because the poem on their tag said something along the lines of ‘please be my friend and love me’ and when you put it like that, how could I not?) so really, this combination is perfect.

Dog accounts (or cat accounts, or whatever accounts), I commend you. You’ve accidentally hit on one of the best mood-lifters ever, because if I’m scrolling and I’m kind of feeling blah, you best believe a cute puppy is going to make me smile.

–your fangirl heroine.


Fashion Friday :: save her.

7 Apr


Save Colleen Wing (Jessica Henwick) from the disaster subfranchise she has been born into. We watched the first episode of Iron Fist last weekend while significantly hamsters and even that did not make it bearable. But Colleen is a beautiful murderprincess probably and she needs to be protected at all costs.


Nice, basic, not too fussy. Rustic Radiance Top, ModCloth.


This is a little more, like, biker pinup than usual, but oh well. It suits and it is nigh impossible to find white or silver skirts that aren’t bridal. Moto High Waist Metallic Denim Miniskirt, Topshop at Nordstrom.


With these underneath for optimal ass-kicking, though she probably rips the lace off. Across Town Shorts in White, ModCloth.


And flats for the same reason. Transcendent Splendor Flats, ModCloth.

–your fangirl heroine.


Music Monday :: my thoughts on A Long and Happy Life

3 Apr

Or: Give Me This Right Now Even Though I’m Betting Most Of These Tracks Will Also Be On The Next Album When It Drops. This is an EP, there are only 4 tracks, but I don’t care I’m ready.

“A Long and Happy Life.” Hello Liz! “I was raised by strongheaded women, men who tested limits.” I mean this is country. This is a country song. Moreso than some of their stuff. I’m fine with it. I’m not a big straight country person… but it’s part of these guys. It’s an element. It’s part of what raised them and what makes them who they are and I love who they are. “Make me a country bride, you’ll be my prince of tides” well that seems to be a slightly strange reference but sure. It’s still pretty. It’s wholesome. Whatever. Y’all do you.

“I Moved South.” A bit more guitar. GIRL DUET OH MY GODDDDDDD. One of the only things their catalogue has been somewhat lacking thus far. They’re singing about the nice things about Southern culture (and Southern music culture) and that’s nice. This is full of harmonies and it’s semi-autobiographical, clearly, and that’s nice too.

“No Peace in Quiet.” Oh no it’s the one that’s going to be like to make me cry. I can tell just from the opening chords. “My friends are always over so I’m not alone” oh Liz. Oh my god. This is so just… this is lonely and melancholic and beautiful and shit. “I’ll hate myself for checking as if I don’t know that it’s just the wind chimes” fuck damn you guys. “There’s nothing I hear louder than the words I never said” ow ow ow ow ow.

“Ain’t Love.” Okay, so this EP is mostly Liz. That’s fine! I love them all. “A broken heart looks good on me.” Oh, damn damn. “Ain’t love till it hurts like this.” “We only share the happy pictures we take, we put a filter on our own heartache” they’re straight owning up to things I’ve psychologically observed about other people oh my god this is. Something. This is kind of upbeat but it’s like, country angry-sad. This is not the first time I’ve felt they were kind of dissecting things emotionally and it’s interesting as hell.

–your fangirl heroine.


Spoiler Alert Sunday :: our thoughts on Get Out

2 Apr

Disclaimer: neither of us are black, though one of us is white-passing biracial (Chinese/white), so whatever we have to say about the film will be filtered through a non-black lens, and should not be taken with the same gravity as what black reviewers and audiences have said.

So, I (drift partner) am biracial, much like director/writer Jordan Peele, though since I’m extremely light-skinned and white-passing my experiences with racism and whiteness have been completely difference than Peele’s. While people frequently erase Peele’s experiences having grown up with a white mother, I have had people say to my face that I can’t be Chinese. I’ve had people express disbelief that my Chinese father is related to me, my identity has been used as an excuse to tell racist jokes, and been tasked to explain why the slur “Ch*naman” is racist. I look white, but I’m not. And I’m sure I haven’t experienced half of the racism and microaggressions that Peele has as a black man in the US.

Get Out is a horror/comedy, but most of the comedy is probably going to be lost on white audiences, because the jokes are Peele’s nods to the experiences he and other black people face when (sometimes) well-meaning white people try to engage with them. “You know, I would’ve voted for Obama for a third term.” “I know Tiger Woods. Let’s see your golf stance!” “If you worked out, you’d be a beast!” I lost count of the microaggressions in this film, the little things the white characters said or did that communicated to Chris (Daniel Kaluuya) that they definitely saw him as Other. The audience in our screening didn’t seem to be laughing that much, but I was, because I recognized most of these jokes. They’re not really for the white audience members at all – they’re for the black viewers, who have probably had similar experiences and will laugh and nod knowingly and whisper “white people.”

That being said, this movie also doesn’t pull its punches – it’s got a lot of tension that builds from the very first scene, and really knows how to use simple things like a plush lion or a spoon rubbing on the inside of a teacup to unsettle you. I was spoiled for most of the movie going in, but even I didn’t quite guess the final twist, and it’s over-the-top and horrifying in the best way. From the beginning you know something weird is going on, but you’re not sure how deep it goes, and you’ll want to keep watching to find out. I’m sort of a wuss when it comes to horror movies, but I like them like this: creepy and unsettling with lots of moments that give you chills, but not unnecessarily gory, and with explanations for why everything is happening. Every actor is giving perfect performances that are unsettling without tipping over into parody levels – Bradley Whitford has never been scarier to me, and Allison Williams finally seems to have found a job that lets her truly (unnervingly) shine. Daniel Kaluuya is also brilliant and likable and I was rooting for him every step of the way; he’s supposed to be in Black Panther, which thrills me. It’s a real pity that horror movies tend to get passed over by the major awards, because if any genre film ever had performances that merited consideration, it’s this one.

As of today, Get Out has passed The Blair Witch Project as the highest-grossing original screenplay in history. I can’t think of a film that’s more deserving, and I’m so glad it’s managed to get the audience it has. Please do yourself a favor and watch it (just be aware, if you’re white, that it’s laughing at you, not with you).

–your fangirl heroines.


Fashion Friday :: important detective princess.

31 Mar


So here’s the thing about Misty Knight (Simone Missick). Not only does she kick ass in a beating-dudes-up way, she kicks ass with her brain in a particular way that in television is usually attributed to white men, not black women. Also in the comics she has a gold arm, which is pretty cool. (The above picture shows the actress, not in character, side by side with an image from the comics, because like last week I need to pull that up for reference for y’all.)


Hear me out: there were no red blazers I liked for mimicing Netflix!Misty’s actual style, but this sweater has red trim so it matches the pants and it’s gold like her robot arm. Antique Market Maven Sweater, ModCloth.


Because then she can kick asses. Jive Got a Feeling Pants in Red, ModCloth.


And here we have flat shoes for the same purpose. Toe-Tap Velvet Flat in Rouge, ModCloth.


There are not any hoop earrings on the website, so have these instead. Giddy for Geometry Earrings, ModCloth.


And for some extra gold for that arm. A Cuff Above the Rest Bracelet, ModCloth.

–your fangirl heroine.