Showing posts with label Glee. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Glee. Show all posts

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Gleetastic!

"All television is educational television.  The question is:  what is it teaching?"  
--Nicholas Johnson

Now, I'm not generally one to gush about Glee on my blog (I usually leave that to my roommate :P), but last night's episode was fabulous, so I felt like I had to share :)

Why was it so fabulous?  Well, 3 reasons: the plot, the music (duh) and the fashion (!).

First, the plot. I absolutely HATED last week's episode... there was no plot, nothing to keep me interested, and the songs were just sort of random (plus, I kind of hate Gwyneth Paltrow).  This week, although it was a little over the top and hokey (hey, it's Glee, it's not like I was expecting a miracle), I really liked the message, and mainly, I just loved the shirts that resulted from it.

Like Mr. Schu's, which, let me just say, I TOTALLY saw coming:



And, of course, Kurt's:


And the rest of the gang's, which I found hilarious (and some a tad sad!):


My favorites?  Mike Chang's "Can't Sing,"  Britney's "I'm with Stoopid,"  and Santana's (not pictured), which reads "Lebanese" (Britneyspeak for "lesbian").  Overall, this episode presented not only a great message, but also a unique and uplifting way to share more about the characters and even poke fun at itself a little bit. :)

The second thing which made this episode fantastic was the music!! There were some really great, heartfelt songs (as opposed to recent episodes, which featured terrible covers by Gwyneth Paltrow, random songs that were included for no reason, and waaayyy too many pop songs.. not counting a couple of the "Original Song" songs).  Although there wasn't a single song I didn't like, my favorite two* were Rachel and Quinn's duet of I Feel Pretty/ Unpretty, and Kurt's version of As If We Never Said Goodbye:





Both great songs, and it was so nice to hear Quinn sing again!!


And the last thing which made this episode great was..... the fashion!!  I don't usually turn to Glee for fashionspiration, but some of the outfits just jumped out at me, resulting in about an hour of me taking ridiculous screen shots and re-watching the same scenes about a million times (and also, inspired this post..).  And I still didn't grab everything I wanted to.  Oh well, así es.  Here are a couple of my favorite fashion moments from this week:

Quinn's ADORABLE outfit:


GAAAH SO CUTE!!





This outfit, worn by Santana:

LOVING this skirt!



























And, then OF COURSE, there was Mike Chang's outfit, which inspired me to write this entire post!! I just adore the vest over the t-shirt, and then paired with dark-wash skinny jeans and sneakers-- hot!  One of the only reasons I wish I had a boyfriend is so that I could shop for him-- somehow a vest like this just doesn't quite work as well over my ladyparts.  Someday, I will make this work:




Okay, so I know I already mentioned this shirt, but also I loved Kurt's spiked hair and skinny jeans throughout Born This Way, and his fab diva attitude.  Kurt does Gaga almost as Gaga as Gaga does Gaga (say that three times fast!):

Where do I get me one of these shirts?


Alright, now after all this wonderful fashion, I have a question for you all.  This outfit, worn by Quinn:





Yay or Nay?  I'm not a fan myself, although I recognize what they were trying to do here with the hat, I just think it turned out too frumpy and Glee-y.  So, what do you think?  Am I too fashion-closed-minded, or was this indeed a fail beyond fails??

***All pictures taken as screen shots from the 18th episode of the 4th season of Glee, and are not owned by me or whatever whatever whatever legal stuff.***


*OK, yes, Born This Way was good, but it was nothing we haven't seen on Glee before.

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Back to Blogging?

The only way to keep your health is to eat what you don't want, drink what you don't like, and do what you'd rather not.
- Mark Twain

So, I stopped blogging for, what, 7 months now? I just felt kind of stupid, didn't feel like anyone was reading it, and generally am a very lazy person :)

The time has come to restart Musings!

Little update:
I am currently in my second year, living on campus in an apartment with 3 other (amazing) girls. Haven't spoken to the ex since I came back to school. That one guy I was talking about that I've liked since forever? He has a girlfriend now. They are adorable. I couldn't be happier for them.
I made the school club soccer team this year, and it's going great, even though our games keep getting rained out :(
Yesterday, I learned how to surf (in the rain!!) and had the most amazing time. I'm trying to keep myself from going out and buying a surfboard (the lack of money is helping, I must say...)
Other than that, life is the same. Always busy, always have papers to write, always trying to find some time to have fun.

Now, I have a story for you:

A while back, Roommate #1 and I were watching the season finale of Glee (more on Glee later) on my computer, in my room. I had had work that night until 10:15, so it was pretty late, and it was finals week, so campus was dead. Both Roommate #1 and I are seasoned procrastinators (stumbleupon is both my favorite thing EVER and the single most destructive item towards my GPA), and were looking forward to putting off studying for as long as possible.

So we're sitting on my bed, all warm in the blankets, computer on my knees and popcorn wedged between us, when my computer decides that it is going to take FOREVER to load. Now, just for some background: we have THE WORST INTERNET CONNECTION EVER. Seriously. We are supposed to have wireless everywhere on campus, but I get maaayyyybe one bar in my room. I feel like, just inside the 4x4ft square of my room (all right, that MAY be an exaggeration, but it is tiny), I am technologically stuck back in the '90s. Without what's-his-face telling me "you've got mail" all the time.

Anyways, we get frustrated with it taking so long to load, so we pause Glee and start talking quietly to ourselves. Let me take this time to note: Glee is the best show ever. We love it. It is hilarious. Needless to say, we were a little excited for the finale.

Finally, the show loads and we start watching, breathless with anticipation, and giddy with excitement. At one point Finn does something dumb and we scream at my computer that he is an asshole. At another point, we actually pause the show so we can exclaim at how AMAZING that last song was.

It is around then that we hear, through the wall, "I'm going to f***king kill you."
We looked at each other, eyebrows raised.
"Whaaaat?!" I called out, sure that I had heard it wrong.
Again, "I'm gonna f***king kill you."
I looked at my roommate, and she shrugged her shoulders. Roommate #2 was in the living room studying, and she likes to joke around and say mean things, so we kinda assumed it was her*.
"........Roommate #2?!" we called out, in unison (only we said her actual name) .
"ROOMMATE #2, YOUR MOM!" we heard, this time unmistakably coming from the room directly below mine.
At this point, I almost lost it. "Roommate #2, your mom?!" Seriously?!? SERIOUSLY?! Who SAYS that? Not to mention, who the f**k does SHE think she is threatening us for being loud? Two of the girls below us are on the volleyball team, and the other two are in a sorority-- they have parties all the time. They also have really loud conversations about some SERIOUSLY stupid shit (Dear girls downstairs: I really don't care who you screwed at the last SigEp party, or exactly what it was she said to whoever-- really, I don't). I was in utter disbelief that this was even happening.

Back to the story: I shoved my fist in my mouth and ran out of the room. Roommate #1 didn't even try to hold back her shriek of laughter. We were in tears, we were laughing so hard.
Then, we heard, "Shut the f**k up and study for finals like everyone else or I'm gonna f**king kill you!"

And, yeah, at that point I felt kinda bad, but still. Who says that? Just come upstairs like normal people and talk to us in person. Hey, you can even watch Glee with us sometime, as long as you agree that Puck is freaking hot.

Needless to say, "Roommate #2, your mom!" is my new favorite phrase.




*Looking back, I realize that my roommate is no where NEAR this psycho. Threatening to kill us because of a little squealing? That is seriously ridiculous. The funny thing is, I've met all the girls who live below us on the stairs, and they seem like perfectly nice, normal people. And I'm usually really nice to them! .....We'll see how long THAT lasts.