Keeping up with the Ephrons
So, I have mixed feelings about writing a totally consumer-oriented blog post in an economy like the current one, but at least I have someone to blame for it: Mindy Ephron (aka Mindy Kaling aka Vera Chokalingam).
For whatever reason, she has not updated her amazing, addictive blog in over 2 months-- and I am going through serious withdrawals! In its absence, here is my own starter list of Things I've Bought That I Love.
Neutrogena Ultra Sheer Dry-Touch Sunblock, SPF 70
In the words of Ms. Kaling herself: Oh my God, you guys. This stuff has completely changed my life since I first discovered it in Walgreens last year. For, like, 10 bucks a bottle (which lasts for months) I can hang out in the sun all day without doubling the freckles on my nose! What a concept.
Seriously: even though I vowed three years ago at the age of 21 (while on vacation in the Greek Isles, of all places) that I had officially gotten my last tan, ever, I am still always worried about the wrinkles, sunspots, melanoma, and worse that could result from my youthful sun-related indiscretions. Wearing this stuff every day makes me feel like I'm atoning for those foolish years my Anglo self was trying to keep up with the "golden tan in time for prom" standard set by all those beautiful, olive-skinned Italian girls that populated my high school back in Western PA.
Maybelline Express Finish nail polish in Blushing Bride
I was turned off the first time I tried Maybelline Express Finish nail polish in the late 90's-- I thought the 60 second drying time didn't make up for its dullness and terrible staying power. Oh my God, you guys. If you doubted this stuff at first, you must RE-CON-SI-DER. I bought a bottle of Express Finish earlier this year in a manic rush en route to a meeting when my nails were just a plain-looking mess. I'm happy to say I finally discovered the key to Express Finish love: buying the right, neutral, sheer color.
In the months since I made this re-discovery, I'll be damned if I'm ever *not* sporting Express Finish on my finger nails (for toenails, I defer to professional help.) It lives up to the claims of taking just 60 seconds to dry, and even if it does chip a bit after day 2 or 3, the color is so neutral that imperfections aren't all that noticeable. If you'd like to have shiny, pretty nails all the time, but think you are too busy for anything but the dreaded "bony, unpolished" fingers of Selma Blair's character in Legally Blonde, this stuff is so for you.
Clif Builder's Bar Protein Bar
Numbers are worth a thousand words:
270 calories
20 grams of protein
And DELICIOUS. Like, light-years beyond any protein-heavy bar made thus far by the likes of Pro-Max. I have probably eaten an average of 5 Builder's Bars per week since they hit shelves earlier this year, and have not gotten sick of them yet. My personal faves: peanut butter and vanilla almond. Yummmm, protein.
For whatever reason, she has not updated her amazing, addictive blog in over 2 months-- and I am going through serious withdrawals! In its absence, here is my own starter list of Things I've Bought That I Love.
Neutrogena Ultra Sheer Dry-Touch Sunblock, SPF 70
In the words of Ms. Kaling herself: Oh my God, you guys. This stuff has completely changed my life since I first discovered it in Walgreens last year. For, like, 10 bucks a bottle (which lasts for months) I can hang out in the sun all day without doubling the freckles on my nose! What a concept.
Seriously: even though I vowed three years ago at the age of 21 (while on vacation in the Greek Isles, of all places) that I had officially gotten my last tan, ever, I am still always worried about the wrinkles, sunspots, melanoma, and worse that could result from my youthful sun-related indiscretions. Wearing this stuff every day makes me feel like I'm atoning for those foolish years my Anglo self was trying to keep up with the "golden tan in time for prom" standard set by all those beautiful, olive-skinned Italian girls that populated my high school back in Western PA.
Maybelline Express Finish nail polish in Blushing Bride
I was turned off the first time I tried Maybelline Express Finish nail polish in the late 90's-- I thought the 60 second drying time didn't make up for its dullness and terrible staying power. Oh my God, you guys. If you doubted this stuff at first, you must RE-CON-SI-DER. I bought a bottle of Express Finish earlier this year in a manic rush en route to a meeting when my nails were just a plain-looking mess. I'm happy to say I finally discovered the key to Express Finish love: buying the right, neutral, sheer color.
In the months since I made this re-discovery, I'll be damned if I'm ever *not* sporting Express Finish on my finger nails (for toenails, I defer to professional help.) It lives up to the claims of taking just 60 seconds to dry, and even if it does chip a bit after day 2 or 3, the color is so neutral that imperfections aren't all that noticeable. If you'd like to have shiny, pretty nails all the time, but think you are too busy for anything but the dreaded "bony, unpolished" fingers of Selma Blair's character in Legally Blonde, this stuff is so for you.
Clif Builder's Bar Protein Bar
Numbers are worth a thousand words:
270 calories
20 grams of protein
And DELICIOUS. Like, light-years beyond any protein-heavy bar made thus far by the likes of Pro-Max. I have probably eaten an average of 5 Builder's Bars per week since they hit shelves earlier this year, and have not gotten sick of them yet. My personal faves: peanut butter and vanilla almond. Yummmm, protein.
Thomas Wolfe on travel
Some people can watch the same movie, or read the same book, over and over again. These are the kinds of people with nice DVD and book collections. I am not (typically) one of those people.
But right now I'm re-reading Thomas Wolfe's "You Can't Go Home Again," and I am enjoying it immensely. I'd say this is partly because it is a work of real genius (trust me, read it-- there is not one throwaway sentence in the whole thing) and also because the time in which it's set (late 1920's early 1930's) and the surrounding macro-economic issues resonate today. Not that it wasn't relevant back in 2004, when I first read the book, but now I'm old enough to understand more of it.
The book was published posthumously in 1940, two years after Wolfe died at the age of 38. The feverish, brilliant way it's written makes me think that somehow, he knew this would be his last hurrah. It has that much of a passionate, almost polemical feel.
I've been so fortunate to have a job, and a lifestyle, in which I've been able to travel so much more than the average person. Since the first time nine years ago I boarded a plane solo (for a church convention in Denver, also the trip that I eased my way into becoming a coffee drinker with daily Frappuccinos), I felt what Wolfe describes in the book:
But right now I'm re-reading Thomas Wolfe's "You Can't Go Home Again," and I am enjoying it immensely. I'd say this is partly because it is a work of real genius (trust me, read it-- there is not one throwaway sentence in the whole thing) and also because the time in which it's set (late 1920's early 1930's) and the surrounding macro-economic issues resonate today. Not that it wasn't relevant back in 2004, when I first read the book, but now I'm old enough to understand more of it.
The book was published posthumously in 1940, two years after Wolfe died at the age of 38. The feverish, brilliant way it's written makes me think that somehow, he knew this would be his last hurrah. It has that much of a passionate, almost polemical feel.
I've been so fortunate to have a job, and a lifestyle, in which I've been able to travel so much more than the average person. Since the first time nine years ago I boarded a plane solo (for a church convention in Denver, also the trip that I eased my way into becoming a coffee drinker with daily Frappuccinos), I felt what Wolfe describes in the book:
Perhaps this is our strange and haunting paradox here in America-- that we are fixed and certain only when we are in movement. At any rate, that is how it seemed to young George Webber, who was never so assured of his purpose as when he was going somewhere on a train. And he never had the sense of home so much as when he felt he was going there. It was only when he got there that his homelessness began.
Progress
So proud to be a resident of California today. Bonus reason to especially love San Francisco: Mayor Newsom's reaction (pictured above.)
(Self) help yourself
I love guidelines. I
can't help but see all
sides of a situation— which I suppose makes me a pretty natural
journalist-- but I'm fascinated when people have opinions and stick to
them. There's just something magnetic about someone who takes a stand and delineates how things should and should not be.
Having it All: Love, Success, Sex, Money Even If You're Starting With Nothing
by Helen Gurley Brown
Name-drop alert: I've met HGB-- twice. She's basically the self-made mother of the modern women's magazine (well, the good kind-- that's another post for another day)-- and she is totally bad ass. She worked her way up being an entry-level copywriter in her early thirties to being the editor-in-chief that made Cosmopolitan the crazy-sexy-cool magazine it was for so many years. At 86 years old, she still goes to the office at the Hearst Building every day for work (she's the international editor for all 59 foreign editions of Cosmo) and she will always be the one in the shortest skirt and the brightest outfit, looking amazing.
I picked up a copy of this book at a used book store and, let me just say-- they don't make 'em like this anymore, and that is a damn shame. She doesn't mince any words and is actually honest and not at all P.C. about her take on what it takes to make it-- such a departure from the bland, "early-to-bed, early-to-rise" tips you find in most books like this. Plus, it's a hoot to read.
A Guide to Elegance: For Every Woman Who Wants to Be Well and Properly Dressed on All Occasions
by Genevieve Antoine Dariaux
I don't exactly set my watch by this book, obviously, since some of the advice is un peu dated (like always wearing gloves and hats during the daytime.) I mean, its excusable: Mme. Dariaux, who was for years the directrice at the house of Nina Ricci in Paris, first wrote Elegance in 1964. I really just love the book's tone, especially the black-and-white way she looks at things-- it kind of reminds me of my Grandma Taylor, who is always suggesting I tie a sweater around my shoulders and is prone to saying things like "red shoes go with everything."
An excerpt from the chapter entitled "Accessories":
"... in this regard I cannot restrain myself from expressing the dismay I feel when I see a woman carry an alligator handbag with a dressy ensemble merely because she has paid an enormous sum of money for it. Alligator is strictly for sports or travel, shoes as well as bags, and this respected reptile should be permitted to retire every evening at 5 P.M."
I love it.
Esquire Magazine, May 2008 Issue: The 75 Skills Every Man Should Master
By Tom Chiarella
For Esquire's 75 anniversary issue, the magazine put together a list of 75 things every guy oughtta be able to do. Needless to say, I love this kind of stuff-- and Chiarella puts together this great list with equal parts humor and straight-faced seriousness about being a man. Some favorites:
5. Name a book that matters.
'The Catcher in the Rye does not matter. Not really. You gotta read.'
58. Avoid boredom.
'You have enough to eat. You can move. This must be acknowledged as a kind of freedom. You don't always have to buy things, put things in your mouth, or be delighted.'
There's definitely one thing that I would have added to the list: drive a manual transmission. I'm kind of weirdly focused on that being a skill that every man (and woman) should have. Anything else?
Often, these guidelines are found in books with pretty covers that teeter on the brink of the "self-help" category, so I remove the dust jackets when reading them on public transportation. But I mean, I should get over the whole stigma. I do think it's a good thing to seek advice and interesting opinions in an effort to keep changing—the Japanese have been doing it for years, and they seem pretty on point, you know?
So, in an effort to come out of the self-help-seeking closet, some examples of books that may or may not be on the bookshelf in my bedroom, hidden behind the 'Economist Guide to Analysing Companies' and other more serious-seeming tomes:
Having it All: Love, Success, Sex, Money Even If You're Starting With Nothing
by Helen Gurley Brown
Name-drop alert: I've met HGB-- twice. She's basically the self-made mother of the modern women's magazine (well, the good kind-- that's another post for another day)-- and she is totally bad ass. She worked her way up being an entry-level copywriter in her early thirties to being the editor-in-chief that made Cosmopolitan the crazy-sexy-cool magazine it was for so many years. At 86 years old, she still goes to the office at the Hearst Building every day for work (she's the international editor for all 59 foreign editions of Cosmo) and she will always be the one in the shortest skirt and the brightest outfit, looking amazing.
I picked up a copy of this book at a used book store and, let me just say-- they don't make 'em like this anymore, and that is a damn shame. She doesn't mince any words and is actually honest and not at all P.C. about her take on what it takes to make it-- such a departure from the bland, "early-to-bed, early-to-rise" tips you find in most books like this. Plus, it's a hoot to read.
A Guide to Elegance: For Every Woman Who Wants to Be Well and Properly Dressed on All Occasions
by Genevieve Antoine Dariaux
I don't exactly set my watch by this book, obviously, since some of the advice is un peu dated (like always wearing gloves and hats during the daytime.) I mean, its excusable: Mme. Dariaux, who was for years the directrice at the house of Nina Ricci in Paris, first wrote Elegance in 1964. I really just love the book's tone, especially the black-and-white way she looks at things-- it kind of reminds me of my Grandma Taylor, who is always suggesting I tie a sweater around my shoulders and is prone to saying things like "red shoes go with everything."
An excerpt from the chapter entitled "Accessories":
"... in this regard I cannot restrain myself from expressing the dismay I feel when I see a woman carry an alligator handbag with a dressy ensemble merely because she has paid an enormous sum of money for it. Alligator is strictly for sports or travel, shoes as well as bags, and this respected reptile should be permitted to retire every evening at 5 P.M."
I love it.
Esquire Magazine, May 2008 Issue: The 75 Skills Every Man Should Master
By Tom Chiarella
For Esquire's 75 anniversary issue, the magazine put together a list of 75 things every guy oughtta be able to do. Needless to say, I love this kind of stuff-- and Chiarella puts together this great list with equal parts humor and straight-faced seriousness about being a man. Some favorites:
5. Name a book that matters.
'The Catcher in the Rye does not matter. Not really. You gotta read.'
21. Argue with a European without getting xenophobic or insulting soccer.
37. Shuffle a deck of cards.
'I play cards with guys who can't shuffle, and they lose. Always.'
48. Remove a stain.
'Blot. Always blot.'
58. Avoid boredom.
'You have enough to eat. You can move. This must be acknowledged as a kind of freedom. You don't always have to buy things, put things in your mouth, or be delighted.'
There's definitely one thing that I would have added to the list: drive a manual transmission. I'm kind of weirdly focused on that being a skill that every man (and woman) should have. Anything else?
