Don't get mad, get even.
Last Friday, Ria and I spent two hours in the movie house laughing, contemplating Ashanti's hideous wardrobe, and drooling over Jesse Metcalfe (John Tucker). There were a couple of other things we drooled over, actually. Note to the boyfriends: THINGS, not PEOPLE. First in line is the red Zara flats, then there's this black Bottega-esque bag from Nine West, the patten flats from Culte Femme in off-white and black (ooohhh!! I saw Hindy Tantoco yesterday wearing the off-white one!), and the 274149174 other gorgeous finds that would take forever if I continue listing down. Ria is now officially my favorite (window) shopping buddy.
Now back to John Tucker.
I found the movie really entertaining. Plenty of easy laughs, though obviously going for cutesy. And I mean PLAIN cutesy. It didn't need a highschool movie fanatic to figure out it was a cross breed of Mean Girls and 10 things I hate about you. Ashanti looked like African-American Barbie in a limited edition baby whore collection. I'm not kidding. I'm not exaggerating either. Just watch it and you'll understand what I'm talking about.
So to sum it all up, Jesse Metcalfe is sizzling. Ha, Ha.
I will come back with an entry unravelling the reasons behind my shameless devotion for this heaven-sent band which incredibly makes euphoric music from inspirations I have yet to thank for.
Now back to John Tucker.
I found the movie really entertaining. Plenty of easy laughs, though obviously going for cutesy. And I mean PLAIN cutesy. It didn't need a highschool movie fanatic to figure out it was a cross breed of Mean Girls and 10 things I hate about you. Ashanti looked like African-American Barbie in a limited edition baby whore collection. I'm not kidding. I'm not exaggerating either. Just watch it and you'll understand what I'm talking about.
So to sum it all up, Jesse Metcalfe is sizzling. Ha, Ha.
*******
The drought is over.
I thought it would end up to be a mere waiting in vain. But after roughly around 2 years, the surprise was on me when it came out from nowhere. I knew never will it be rendezvous but I was certain that we will meet again somewhere, sometime. Bliss is the only word that can describe the feeling of finally being reunited after waiting for 2 years. Spongecola, my heart was, is, and will be forever yours. I found a new resider for my cd player that waited, just like me, for 2 years for the only cd worth playing over and over. Please support Spongecola and purchase your own Transit CD today :) I will come back with an entry unravelling the reasons behind my shameless devotion for this heaven-sent band which incredibly makes euphoric music from inspirations I have yet to thank for.
find me, 'cause I'm lost in this reality.
find me, 'cause I'll let you, yeah, I'll let you.
find me, 'cause I'll let you, yeah, I'll let you.
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