Wednesday, June 26, 2013

In Defense of T. Swizzle

So, as many of you know, Miss Taylor Swift has come a long way since her "Picture to Burn" days, but at the same time, not much has changed in reference to her fantastical romantic notions. She's known for nearly always placing the blame on the boy in a relationship gone wrong, and has many people criticizing her for not realizing the common denominator in all her relationships. But then again, not all of her songs are about breakup. Some of them are about new romance, new love, or a relationship that actually worked, in the case of "Mine."


So, why am I writing this, you're probably asking. It's because I want to make an attempt to defend Taylor, as a fellow girl. A lot of her songs include overly-romanticized ideals about relationships between two people, how the man should always be chivalrous and sweet, otherwise he's a monster. There's even a Twitter account under the tag @feministtswift which changes certain Swift lyrics to be more, well, feminist. I don't necessarily disagree with this Twitter account, because it makes me realize that in a lot of her songs, Taylor expects to be treated as something other than equal to a man, though not in a bad way. She is expressing her want for a fairy-tale romance, which is just not rational. But at the same time we have to realize, for Taylor, her songs are like her diary, and she's letting us read it. We have no right to criticize someone's fantasies, however screwed they may be. She's simply expressing how she wishes things were. I don't believe she is completely delusional to how men really act, as exemplified in the sheer amount of guys she's rumored to have dated, which should be evidence enough.


 It's not wrong for a woman to want to be treated right by a man, or even wish that he put in a little effort to be more romantic and Ryan Gosling-like. What's wrong is to not admit that maybe you, as the female, could put in more effort to appeal to your partner. It's wrong to expect that he give up everything that makes him happy to go out and do whatever you want to make you happy. A relationship has to be a two way street with give and take on both sides for it to work, and I think most people's problem with Taylor Swift and her songs is that she nearly always portrays herself as either the victim or the doted-upon princess. Don't get me wrong, I do like her as an artist, but I see where she's kind of missing the mark, so to speak. Sure, there are songs in which she admits to being at fault, such as "Back to December," but most people remember her for "I Knew You Were Trouble" and "We Are Never, Ever Getting Back Together," which are kind of self-indicting in this case. Overall, I think Taylor Swift is majorly successful because she appeals to the wannabe-princess-slash-Rachel-McAdams in all of us girls out there, but she can definitely improve by writing songs in which blame is placed on those who truly deserve it. I think this will come with age though, because look at this way - at least she's not still writing about being Juliet Capulet.


P.S. - Keep in mind, if we're going to criticize Taylor Swift for portraying herself as somewhat of a princess, why can't we criticize male musicians who portray women as prostitutional low-lifes who were made only to provide sexual pleasure to men? Because I mean, really, they're both distorted portrayals of women, but we only seem to focus on the extreme presented by a girl. Which makes everything you argue complete hypocrisy. Just remember that. ;)

UPDATE: I recently saw an article in the Huffington Post stating that the Westboro Baptist Church is now calling Swift a "whore." For whatever reason they are claiming, this is not ok. It's people like this that create chaos, promote injustice and inequality, and allow hatred to spread. Not ok. 

Sunday, June 23, 2013

"That's So Heterosexual!"

I've realized that the majority of the words we use on an everyday basis have become so screwed up. We use terms referring to mental illnesses or handicaps, like "psychopath" and "retard" and things like "I'm totally raping you right now," and even "That's so gay," and it's all become so normal and practically okay. But the thing is, by using these slurs in every day conversation, we're promoting the dismissal of these types of people as less than human, like they aren't good enough to even be referred to as just as human as the rest of us. We are using these words as labels for things we don't like, for things we find derogatory or not normal. What we forget to realize when we use these words are that they aren't supposed to mean the things we are using them for. "Gay" shouldn't mean cowardly or bad, "retarded" shouldn't mean stupid, and using the term "rape" to talk about being victorious over someone else is just on another level of wrong. It's hard to understand how these terms might be offensive if you're not gay, not mentally handicapped, and have never been raped. I, myself, do not fall under any of these categories, and I risk sounding ignorant by saying these things. But I feel that it should stem from basic human compassion to realize that these adjectives shouldn't be used for anything other than what they were intended for. To further prove my point, check out this short film I found a while ago on Tumblr, in which the homosexual/heterosexual situations are reversed. 


Update

Sorry for the lack of posts within this past week, I was away on vacation. But you don't want to hear about that, you're more interested in the update I have for you! ;) Recently, I approached Huffington Post Teen with an inquiry about blogging for them, because they had posted on Twitter that they were accepting new bloggers. I couldn't just pass up an opportunity like that! Never fear, though, I will continue to post on this blog in addition to contributing to Huffington Post Teen. I think it could be the beginning of a beautiful endeavor. :)

Thursday, June 13, 2013

The Tiniest of Canvases

As a girl, there are certain things that bring me joy that boys just don't understand. One of these things is nail art. I'm not speaking for all girls, because I know many who don't like to paint their nails. But as for me, I love it. I don't consider myself an artist, but if I do say so myself, I can come up with some pretty good combinations and designs when it comes to nails. I don't know what it is, but I love discovering color combinations that are flattering or interesting, and trying new things, like pasting newspaper print on top of pale pink polish. It's an outlet for creativity and a form of self-expression that's both fun and aesthetically pleasing. I can't tell you how much time I spend ogling the shelves of nail polish at local drugstores and supermarkets. Don't even get me started on Sephora's collection...

  


Tuesday, June 11, 2013

They're like the Vinyls of the 90's

Recently, I posted a picture on Instagram of the cover of the new Paramore album, "Paramore," with the caption "I still buy CDs because I'm paranoid that iTunes will crash one day and I'll lose all my music." And it's true. I like the physicality of a CD and the insurance it brings. Plus, back in the day, I had a pretty impressive CD collection, and some habits die hard. I started out only buying CDs in which I liked the artist and wanted the whole album. That's still the case, but I'm beginning to branch out and change my conditions for purchasing CDs. If I like the majority of the songs on the album, and wish to buy it, I'll buy the physical copy. Also, somewhere in the back of my mind is the want to show my future kids my music collection, the same way my parents so proudly present to me their records from high school. You just can't get that kind of sentimentality with a $1.29 digital copy of a song. 


Sunday, June 9, 2013

Monsters and Ghosts and Spirits, Oh My!

Ok, so this isn't one of the two posts that I'm working on that I told you about in the last post. But I just have to tell you about this show that I am getting into. It's called "Supernatural," and I absolutely love it. I'm only about halfway through the first season, but Netflix has 7 out of the 8 whole seasons, and I intend to stream them all this summer.

The show itself is about these 2 brothers who drive across the country hunting evil entities, to protect innocent humans. So far, in season one, the continuing storyline consists of the brothers searching for their father, who disappeared 3 weeks prior to the commencement of their "road trip," and is looking for the demon thing that killed his wife/their mother. I say so far because I know from Tumblr posts that the storyline changes. But so far, the show is so addicting. It's like a different horror movie every episode, and normally, I hate horror movies, but for some reason, I keep coming back for more. And for some other reason, I'm perfectly ok with that. 

Friday, June 7, 2013

Progress in Progress

Currently, I am preparing two separate posts, but am much too tired to create anything worth publishing at the moment. So instead, I'm going to quickly present to you the new music video for the song "Boomerang" by The Summer Set. It. Is. Wonderful. :) Enjoy. ;)


Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Netflix is My Hero

Now that we've got the rescindance review out of the way, we can move on to an actual review. (I swear, this blog is not going to be purely reviews, but sometimes it will be so just bear with me.) Today, while searching through Netflix again, (thank God for instant streaming,) I found a movie that I'd seen at the library on DVD plenty of times but never cared to watch. It's called "Dakota Skye." It's about this girl, named Dakota Skye, from Scottsdale, Arizona, who knows the truth behind everything everyone says, and is kind of bitchy and cynical as a result because she realizes that nearly everyone she knows is a liar, even if they don't know it themselves. She has a boyfriend she tolerates and a best friend that is only her best friend because they've known each other for "the better part of 12 years" and no real academic desire. She is tired of being pressured to figure out her life at 17 years old. Then one day, her boyfriend's old best friend comes to visit from New York, and she is surprised to see that he doesn't lie. It's both refreshing for her and confusing. She quickly comes to like him and is more attracted to him than her boyfriend. I won't give away so much of the ending like I did with "Dare," because while both of these are worth seeing, this one is more evidently worth seeing. ;) Both are rated R though, so if you have either a problem with foul language, however humorous, or teenage sexuality, than you probably shouldn't watch either of these. But you're totally missing out on some real cinematic genius. Just so you know. ;) (P.S.- This movie has an excellent soundtrack, despite the intolerable boyfriend's band.)




"Predictable doesn't always mean boring, lust doesn't always mean love, near doesn't always mean close. New doesn't always mean exciting, different doesn't always mean better, far doesn't always mean distant."

I TAKE IT BACK!

Remember what I said about the movie "Dare"? Well, I take it all back! After I watched it this past weekend, I couldn't stop thinking about it every day since then. Before, I totally didn't understand the point of the movie. I knew it was supposed to be about the coming-of-age of three teenagers, but it just came off as incomprehensible to me. But then, I read online reviews of it and I began to look at in a new light. Then today, I finally re-watched it and had a whole new appreciation for it. Only really good movies stick with you the way this one did. I guess I was being ignorant of the underlying story when I reviewed it before. I've come to understand that it really is a coming of age story, still centered around Johnny, but it's bigger than that. The acting really was phenomenal and they conveyed brilliantly the sense of despair in trying to figure out yourself and what you're going to do with the rest of your life and who you're going to be. Johnny's story was really about more than just a rich kid with emotionally detached parents. He suffers from panic attacks because he really has no one around that truly loves him, and that's all he's wanted for a really long time. He jumps at the chance that Alexa might actually start to love him, and when Ben takes a liking to him, he feels euphoric, and more happy and complete than he can ever remember feeling. No matter what happens throughout the movie, I've gathered that the entire plot line is centered around the adolescent quest to find someone in this world that will love us, and the willingness to be hurt in the process. Like I said before, the more I watch this movie and the more I think about it, the more I like it. I might actually be starting to love it. I think it's just because I finally think I understand it, but still. I don't mind it anymore. :) (It doesn't hurt that Zach Gilford gets cuter and cuter the more I watch this movie.) ;)

Monday, June 3, 2013

Time for a Sick Day ;)

I just finished watching the movie "Ferris Beuller's Day Off" and I have to say, it is definitely one of my favorite movies. John Hughes, the director, is my idol. How does one person create such masterpieces such as this, and "Sixteen Candles," and, of course, "The Breakfast Club"? However he did it, I'm glad he did.

This movie in particular is quite amazing. I can just imagine the kind of chaos it caused when it came out in the 80's. I know if it came out now, kids would DEFINITELY try to pull it off themselves. I know I would, if I were that gutsy. Anyway, I definitely recommend this movie to every student who's desperately needed a mental health day. ;)


Sunday, June 2, 2013

Time to Go... To Bed...

Alright, I think I've bored you enough today, I'll just leave you with these wonderful GIFs as  parting gifts. (Haha that's like the same word!) (Btw, the last two are my favorite.) ;)










Speaking of Summer...

Clearly, I've spent waayyyy too much time on the Internet today, because I have yet another thing to tell you about that I found via the interwebs. It's a band called The Summer Set. I've liked them ever since I heard their songs "Punch Drunk Love" and "Chelsea" on Pandora maybe 2 years ago. They've released 2 albums since that first one I heard, ("Love Like This",) and each one was better than the last. Their most recent album, "Legendary" is amazing, in its entirety. I absolutely adore every single song, and that rarely happens. I think the last album in which I loved every single song was "Electra Heart" by Marina and the Diamonds. Those kinds of albums, along with those kinds of artists, are a dime a dozen.



"Legendary" is packed with catchy rhythms, poetic lyrics that are constantly stuck in my head, (I had the chorus of "Boomerang" on replay in my head for days,) and overall, it's an album that shows the utter growth of a band that truly loves and cares for what they do.



Not only do they care for and put immense effort into the music they make, they also truly care about their fans. So much so, in fact, that they started a program called Half Moon Kids. Half Moon Kids is a program in which The Summer Set help kids "follow their dreams, overcome their fears, and be the best version of themselves they can be." Basically, the band seeks out kids and empowers them, gives them confidence, and provides amazing opportunities. I feel like, for a band to take that kind of time and show their fans that they can meet their goals or overcome their fears, is such a great display of a group of people that really want to give back to their fans in ways that no one has ever done before. By doing this, they've deepened my respect for them not just as a band, but as really good people in general. Because of this, I will be a fan of The Summer Set for a very, very long time. :)


Makes Me Cry Every Time

I was just browsing through YouTube and I started watching clips from this past season of The X-Factor USA (which I loved, btw.) I found the tribute video they did on one of the final episodes of the season for the Sandy Hook victims. I remember watching it when it aired on TV and how my mother started to cry watching it. I didn't really understand why, though I knew it was sad and that the whole event in itself was a tragedy. But after a while of letting the whole event at Sandy Hook sink it, it now makes me cry every time I think about all of the little kids and innocent teachers that will never experience things as simple as the sun after a rainstorm, or bad reality TV, ever again. So I rewatched the clip of the tribute and it made me cry. Honest-to-goodness, I cried. My throat was all choked up and my vision was blurry, but I watched the entire thing through, and now I want to share it with you. Because even though the shooting and this episode happened back in December, I think it's important that we never forget what happened, and we should never let the memories of those people fade, or something like that could happen again.


Aren't Movies Supposed to Have Endings?


Yesterday, I was on Netflix (as per usual,) and I found a movie that looked kind of interesting. It was called "Dare." The movie is based around 3 teenagers, Alexa, Ben, and Johnny, who are seniors in high school. Alexa is a smart, well-mannered, well-behaved girl who, instead of wanting to be a doctor or lawyer as people expect, wants to be an actress. She is told that she is too sheltered and hasn't had any pain or heartbreak in her life to draw from that can make any of her performances believable. Ben is Alexa's best friend, and she is his only friend. He is shy and dorky, and becomes jealous when Alexa starts becoming popular, and spending more and more time with Johnny, (who is her costar in the school play). Johnny is the most popular guy in their school, but he is unstable, detached, and depressed. He has "sexual relations" with both Alexa and Ben (who turns out to be very gay,) and they all become a weird set of friends. Johnny hooks up with them to feel closer to people, because he realizes that he doesn't have any actual friends that know him, and his dad and step-mom couldn't care less about him, while Alexa and Ben are just thrilled to have someone want them in that way, especially someone as popular as Johnny. They care for Johnny, but not in the way he believes they do. The movie ends with Johnny disappearing for months after an incident at a party, and Alexa eventually sees him again outside of a restaurant.

Overall, this movie was kind of a flop for me. I've been thinking about it since I watched it, and I've figured out that it's supposed to be hugely metaphorical and deep, and I get it. But I just feel like it had no real plot line. The movie is centered around Johnny, but it's hard to gauge that from the way it's set up. The exposition sets you up to believe the movie will be about Alexa becoming a bad girl to get the guy and her best friend is jealous of the time he's missing out on with her, and in a way, it is about that. But it's more about what's wrong with Johnny and the void in his mind and heart. The actors were pretty good, but the entire movie felt awkward and the plot totally bombed. I'd give this movie a 2.5 out of 5, possibly a 3 if you're looking for a teen movie that makes you think (really, really hard.)

Here's the trailer:


Bucket List for the Ages

So, right now I'm listening to the song "Vegas" by Sara Bareilles and it's reminding me of my bucket list, and all the things I want to do with my life. And I'm not just talking about typical stuff like graduating high school, going to college, getting married, and having kids. Those things are important, and sure, I want to do them. But by no means are they extraordinary things to accomplish, at least in this day and age.

I want to do things that scare me, that make me think, and wonder. Emma Watson once said, "Sometimes, we need to be amazed." And I completely believe her. 

Because I intend to use this blog a lot more than I used my other blogs, I want a record of my bucket list that I can refer back to and tell you all about as I do these things. I want to accomplish things and go places, and I want to look back on my life when I'm a grandmother and be able to tell my children and grandchildren that life is about making the most of all the scary, amazing moments, and that I'm proud to say that I made the absolute most of my life. 

So anyway, here's my bucket list.

   Witness the Aurora Borealis (Northern Lights)


   Ride the London Eye


   See a whale shark in real life


   Visit the Hagia Sophia


   Take a picture every day of my first pregnancy to track growth


   Bike through Times Square at midnight


   Walk Hollywood Boulevard ("Star Sidewalk")


   Participate in a Color Run


   Shake hands with a famous person (preferably President Obama, or John/Hank Green)


   Write and Publish at least one book, even if it sucks


   Kiss in the rain


   Visit a Native American campsite


   See a Broadway musical


   Ride an elephant


   Go to the Sundance Film Festival


   Go to Coachella


   Ride to the top of the Eiffel Tower


   Try on a Vera Wang wedding gown


   Visit Saint Basil's Cathedral in Moscow's Red Square

Paying for Public School

Just to give you a more complete mental picture of myself, I'll let you know that I'm in high school. Of course, I'm not going to tell you which high school, or where, or what grade I'm in, but at least now you know. It will help this post make a lot more sense.

So, at my school, people have a lot of problems with the way things are run. It's a public school, but they tell us how to take our notes, how to use our electronics, what classes to take, how to spend our study period, etc. Most of those things are greatly overlooked, though, after the shock wears off after the first month of freshman year. But there are some things that just can't be ignored. Like the fact that the school nurse CHARGES GIRLS FOR PADS AND TAMPONS. The first time you need one, it's a warning, but after that, it's $0.50 for tampons and I think $1.00 for pads. 

In my humble opinion, that is the most fascist thing I've ever witnessed, let alone the fact that it happens in a public high school. Not to brag or anything, because God knows I couldn't care less, but my school district has a lot of money. So why the hell do they have to charge us for everything? Right down to freaking pads and tampons! What's next? Charging for lockers? It just shows how ill-prioritized the school board and superintendent are, because while we have enough to buy Promethean boards for EVERY. SINGLE. CLASSROOM. We don't have enough to buy better textbooks, hire better teachers, or give students what they medically need, (i.e.- PADS AND TAMPONS.) I mean, really. Does the chorus room, gym, and art room really need a Promethean board? 



Saturday, June 1, 2013

About Me

Anyway, now that we've got the whole "welcome to this new blogging endeavor" thing out of the way, I think I should let you know a little bit about myself.

EDIT: October 2015 (Last updated in 2013, yikes).

For starters, I'm a girl, just to clear that up, (I go by Emmel - like the letters M and L.) I'm currently a student at the College of William and Mary, although when I started this blog I was 16 and had just ended my sophomore year of high school. I want to use this blog to share with the world my experiences, my thoughts, and sometimes (a lot of the time,) I'll overshare what I'm currently reading, watching, listening to, or enjoying in general. I'm a confused, mostly happy, music snob who has no idea what I'm doing 97% of the time, but that's okay. Most of the time it results in something funny, which is fine by me. I hope you enjoy this blog. Thanks for coming along for the ride.

Also, because you're probably dying to know, or so I tell myself, here are some pictures of me. I'm the consistent one, with dark curly hair. If that helps, which it probably doesn't but whatever. ;P


At a neon art exhibit, a selfie to commemorate how white it made our teeth

French class shenanigans, obviously the coolest kids in school

High school graduation day with my best friend

At a diner in North Carolina with one of my favorite people

I Wanna Be a Punk Rocker with Flowers in My Hair

Artist Guitar Peeps at iHop, aka the Greatest People You Will Ever Meet

Me and my gorgeous younger sister a few summers ago

Me and my dad on a mountain, sort of

My last first day of public school, with my siblings

The oldest kids on the moonbounce

My hashtag beautiful mother, on Mother's Day