Monday, July 30, 2012

Announcement

I paid for expensive eye cream for the first time ever.

I've used eye cream on and off since around age 12. Way more off than on. And usually it's been free: large samples from high-end brands, small samples from high-end brands, lots of ones my mom got and didn't like. And I bought Olay-type ones maybe twice, only to use it about twice and give up the grand eye-cream plans.

Until ... now! Thou shalt not age without putting up a fight.

I walked into Clinique and told the unknowledgeable salesman to give me the most expensive of the four eye creams that they sold.

Will report back in a few months.

By the way, I've become weirdly loyal to Clinique. Not exactly sure what marketing voodoo they've been using on me. Although I only use their Moisture Surge face gel (which I highly recommend if you have combo/oily skin) and now Repairwear Intensive Eye Cream, I only use four skin products total (the other two are Murad). I also use one of their polymer mascaras and can't be bothered to research other brands' so just stick with it ... looks like they've got me.

Sunday, July 29, 2012

Hey Miss American Girl!

I think I blog this every Olympics -- either in relation to gymnastics in the summer or figure skating in the winter. I love America, and I admire Americans, no matter how unpopular they are these days.

Here I am watching American gymnastics while the rest of Hong Kong is watching diving and fawns over the Chinese, shoo-ins for gold every four years.

Diving is pretty boring, truth be told.

But the reason I love America, and American gymnastics, is these crazy athletes do what they do because they get a kick out of it. Because they are drawn to it. They are driven by it. Because it's fun. Because they want to be the best in it. Because they are crazy.

They do not do it because their government interviewed their parents before they were born and shipped them as little kiddies to dormitories and training facilities where all they do is their sport for the next 10 years so they might represent their country in world events. Playing because it's all they know, to be waved around by their countries, and for the sake of government prize money.

This is why America is a great country, and I love it even though no one has ever instructed me to. It's where people excel as a choice.

And that this gymnast Jordyn Wieber didn't make the all-around event and cried ... I know it's sad for her but girl, you're an Olympian!

As Adam Duritz once wailed, "American girls, all weather and noise ... you made me cry, you made me cry, you made me cry!"

Saturday, July 28, 2012

Ooh, my building has a door man, I must be rich. And a dick.

Thoughts on Dark Knight Rises before I read any reviews ***SPOILERS GALORE***

Things I liked:
-Anna Hathaway's character: her fight scenes, her apartment, her outfits, her hair, her mask.
-The subtle jokes (that perhaps are only found funny by me? At least seems that way in a HK theater).
-When the bats flew around as Bruce was about to jump.
-I was really happy for Bruce Wayne when, after losing all his money, he got to keep his house. So in other words, everything's awesome. And this means I have been living in HK for too long.
-No Katie Holmes.

Things I rolled my eyes at:
-Big plot hole: I don't think the rebel "citizens" (ie. criminals and some poor people) would willingly die by nuclear bomb, hello.
-I just hate fake deaths that are made to be very emotional. If you're gonna do a death that's obviously going to turn out to be fake just moments later (tip off: Anne Hathaway didn't attend the mini-funeral), don't have Alfred all devastated and the audience feeling bad -- and then go, just kidding! It's just a waste of time and feeling. (Worst offender: the Battlestar Galactica episode where everyone thinks Starbuck is dead and they spend a whole entire episode depressed and memorializing. But then of course, "Just kidding, why would we ever kill off Starbuck?")
-I'm surprised they didn't take the mask off of Bane (?) to reveal something scary, like they did with Harvey Dent.
-The whole thing felt mushed. It felt like eating mashed potatoes instead of a baked whole one, fully loaded, like the Dark Knight. And the whole thing felt gray.
-Fighting Bane. Not fun to watch.
-That the police would march timidly with no weapons into gunfire...what?
-So tired of movies that make reference to the world of finance vs. the Occupy movement.
-That portrait of Harvey Dent they keep holding up. Why is his face not centered in it? I just want to go in there and crop it so he's not crooked.

Thursday, July 05, 2012

Suggested way to spend Thursday solo:

Scream 4 on HBO