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Jan. 19th, 2010 04:43 pm
Quickquick notes before I leave work for the day:
I didn't watch the Golden Globes, but I did see the red carpet photos - I'm going to go on record and say that Zoe Saldana looked eight kinds of fabulous, and I HATED Maggie Gyllenhal's dress. But I think my personal best-dressed for the evening was Christina Hendricks - girl got CURVES, and bravo to Christian Siriano (yay Project Runway winners who actually go on to careers!) for not only embracing those curves, but constructing a ruffle that was not only flattering but perfectly fitted. Also, that color? TO DIE FOR. I have big boobs, Christian! Can you make me a fabulous evening gown?In less dressed news, I had no idea Amanda Palmer was such an attention whore. Really? You had to get undressed on the red carpet, not shave your armpits, and be basically naked underneath? I am sure she is a talented musician (I have never actually listened to the Dresden Dolls), but this kinda makes me not want to.
In other news, red carpet fashion makes me writhe in jealousy because it is basically my life-long dream to get dressed to the nines in some ridiculously expensive dress and go to an awards show. I used to want to attend the Oscars exclusively, but now I think I'd rather go to the Globes because it looks like people have more fun.
Work is...work. It's good, actually. I'm still doing part-time assistant-type stuff for Douchebag & Co., which is interesting because at this point I don't think they could wipe their own asses without me. I took a week off and Douchebag Jr. kept asking my dad if I was ever coming back. So it's nice to know I'm indespensible.
Dizzy's been going through a hyper-aggressive biting stage, but the internet tells me that this, too, shall pass. Until then I've been more vigilant about punishment, even though the extent to which I can punish something that weighs less than a standard envelope is putting him on the floor and ignoring him. We'll see if it works.
Last thing: my parents may be getting a new car, which means I'm getting the old one. I've never owned a car before...it's kind of exciting and kind of expensive all at once.
