Speed the Plow--That's What She Said

Once my funds are sufficient, I have a new game plan. I desperately want to see "Speed the Plow" on Broadway.

Reasons to start saving pennies:
1) Jeremy Piven. I love everything he touches--most notably "Entourage," but also all his crusades with John Cusack. I'd love to see his second foray into theatre.
2) David Mamet's shows fascinate me. They focus almost entirely on the power of man, while still managing to incorporate (arguably) useless female roles. The female characters only seem to highlight the importance of the man.
3) Raul Esparza. He's an amazing actor and I was fortunate enough to seem him front row in "Company" a couple years back. I'd love to see him in a straight play.
4) Elisabeth Moss from "Mad Men." See a couple posts back and you'll understand why this part is cool. She's a little frumpy, but that would definitely make sense in a Mamet show.
5) Jeremy Piven, again. He's hot. Let's deal.

Maybe next semester?

Fashion Shmashion

Dear Dumb Comm. Ave Girl,

It's 36 degrees outside. Why are you wearing a skirt and flipflops? Was that some weird walk of shame on a Monday at 3 pm? If so, kudos to you; you clearly had a good weekend. If not, wear pants. You weren't fooling anyone--you looked very cold. Also, don't glare at people when they look at you strangely. It's freezing. They know it; you should too.

Best of luck in the future,

The sensible girl in pants and a coat.

The President Elect

What’s a blog without a little controversy from time to time? So, here goes…

I am a conservative. Conservative, not Republican. I registered as an Independent voter because, honestly, I went into this election with an open mind. I didn’t like either of my choices for the next President, but I listened to each of their opinions and plans of action. I grew up with an understanding that a vote is a personal decision (my own mother never told me who she voted for), so I won’t disclose it even here. The man I wanted to win, however, won.

The problems in our country, particularly the economic pitfalls that are constantly snowballing, will not be fixed in the next four years. By anyone. If a Republican went into office and failed (which, albeit cynical, is eminent), the American people would not see a Republican in office for at least two more terms. Now that a Democrat is going into office, the American people will know that the problems in our country are not something that can be corrected quickly or easily. No amount of “Yes, we can!” will change that.

This is the awful part: I’m looking forward to seeing their Democrat hero fail. He is a celebrity, not a politician. He is a good, charismatic man, don’t get me wrong—but the American people need more than an idealistic, pretty face running our country.

As a college student soon to be job-searching in a horrible job market or taking out law school loans in an unstable economy, I’d love to eat my words in the next couple years. Only time will tell.

It's A Very, Very Mad World

This is entirely crazy, I know, but I wish my life were more like the show Mad Men. It's awful; I'm a woman in the 21st century, and I'd rather go back to a time when women were just entering the work force and even then, it was just as a secretary.

But oh, the clothes. The a-line dresses, the bouffants, the crinoline skirts. They amaze me on a weekly basis. Sure, AMC stylizes them and puts colors together that were probably unstylish at the time, but the result is always fantastic. On that note, I'd kill to meet a man who wears a pocket square.

The way the men treat women is something of an entirely different time, rightfully so. I know some of the men on the show cheat on their wives (which I actually appreciate the show portraying--it was a time when women knew it was happening to them but couldn't do anything about it). The men who don't cheat, however, are downright gentlemen. Mad Men shows the way that courtships should happen: men never letting a woman's drink empty, holding the door open for her, promising protection and security, etc. I know that I'm romanticizing a time period that was underpinned with hardship and depression, but I'd really to think that an outwardly Doris Day existence is possible. Or maybe my mindset is stuck in the 1960s...