Month: May 2013

Girl Crush: Kate Upton

Readers, I’m pretty sure this one might have you all split into two camps… Camp One, you’re probably thinking: Really? Kate Upton? She’s just that cheesy swimsuit model who posed for that lollipop shoot with the equally cheesy Terry Richardson. And she did all those weird pop culture things just to get shoved into the limelight. She is sooo inauthentic, and she just wants to flaunt herself as eye candy, and she looks like a porn star. And, Camp Two, you’re probably thinking: OH EM GEE SHE IS SOOOOO SEXYYY. GREAT CHOICE. (I think it’s safe to say that Reggie is in this camp. When I showed him photos from Kate Upton’s “Vogue” photoshoot, he said, “Oooh, Kate Upton. Google ‘Kate Upton Cat Daddy.’ RIGHT NOW.”) Yes, Kate Upton is sexy. And yes, that’s partially the reason why I have a huge girl crush on her (as you all I know, I tend to admire women who have curves and embrace them; read: Jennifer Lawrence, Adele, Scarlett Johansson). And yes — I’ll even admit that …

Minute Musings: An Itch…

I think it’s ’cause he told me he was going to be next year’s “Boss Man.” Wow! I was excited for him — ecstatic, to be precise. So enthralled that, if we were speaking face-to-face rather than communicating via Facebook chat, I would have shrieked and jumped up and down and squeezed him to death. But then, after the excitement for his new role as Editor in Chief abated, I got to thinking (as I usually do in situations like this): God, I miss writing… Not just any writing, but the writing that matters to me and to the world. The kind that stems from hours of research and eons of craft. The kind that explores undiscovered philosophical territory and aims to unearth some buried truth. Literary analysis. Social critique. News writing. Research papers and essays and expositions and poetry… I miss creating scenes with my words. I miss poring through the deepest recesses of my mind for the right word to express that thought. I even miss the endless nights of writing drafts and …

Commuter Correspondence: To the Josh Hutcherson Lookalike, Pt. 2

Full disclaimer: This follow-up letter is going to make me sound like a complete creep and a major stalker. But I’m not. I pinky promise. (Sorry in advance.) So, if you read my first letter, I probably caught your attention. (Or, if you didn’t read my letter, I probably caught your attention because I haven’t so slyly snuck glances at you under my Ray-Ban aviators…) And then you thought: And then you completely stopped taking the ferry from Vallejo to San Francisco and you moved all the way across the country to get away from the creepy girl on your morning commute. The end. Related Posts: “Commuter Correspondence: To the Josh Hutcherson Lookalike“ “Commuter Correspondence: To My iPhone 3GS“

The Quest for the Perfect Post

I’ve been MIA from this blog for a while. For almost two months, to be as exact as possible. I guess I could blame my absence on the wedding planning. Or the fact that work got really hectic really fast. Or that I get too tired after my 1.5-hour commute home to sit down and write something creative. But, if I’m completely honest with myself, I know the real reason I’ve been MIA is because I’ve been on this (ridiculous) “quest for the perfect post.” Go ahead; ask Reggie. He’ll tell you that I’ve established this entire step-by-step system to force myself to write and update this blog regularly. A Google Doc that outlines my elaborate categorization scheme? Check. A running brainstorming list of potential posts? Check. Nightly calendar reminders to post something? Check. Keywords on my desktop to remind me of the “voice” I wish to employ while writing? Lists of topics that I should and shouldn’t write about? Written reminders to add posts to my queue? Check, check, and check. Obviously, those little reminders didn’t …