Be prepared for an unholy number of John Green quotes in cute handwriting…
YES YES YES YES FREAKING HELL YES IT’S FINALLY COME, IT’S HERE ok.
So, for those that don’t know, John Green (the dude who wrote The Fault In Our Stars)’s novel Paper Towns was being made into a film and today theY RELEASED THE TRAILER and it’s actually really good.
The novel was amazing, and may actually be my favourite John Green book, but that opinion changes on a daily basis so don’t quote me on it. The film looks like it’s been made amazingly well, and I have a feeling that it will reduce me to a puddle of tears and feels just like TFIOS did…
There’s still a couple of months until Kurt Cobain: Montage of Heck is released, but the trailer that was released yesterday was enough to throw my emotions into overdrive and give me a whole new batch of feels that I really did not sign on for.
It’s a hard life being a Fangirl, and releases like this really doesn’t help! The trailer includes home videos and animated scenes to show the story of one of the greatest stars that ever lived (just my opinion, don’t hate) and it actually looks amazing!
Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt is the new Netflix original show, and it’s actually AMAZING! It’s completely insane and hilarious, and weirdly uplifting, and it gives great life advice, AND the theme is catchy and sing-a-long-able! What more could you POSSIBLY want from a TV series?!
By the way, I know I said this is my new favourite series, and it is, but that’s for binge-watching purposes. It hasn’t taken over Friends or Orange Is The New Black – it’s not in that league… yet.
The new series of The Apprentice aired last night, with an extra load of candidates. Lord Sugar is now searching for his new business within a large group of 10 boys and 10 girls. And they are all annoying as hell.
However, one special candidate stood out straight away like a sore thumb – Sarah Dales.
Last night’s Great British Bake Off now has the entire country steaming with rage. After Iain’s baked Alaska was seemingly sabotaged and he became the latest contestant to leave the baking tent, Twitter exploded with pure rage that only the British can muster up.
As it went on TV, it was an extremely hot day and the contestants were asked to make a baked Alaska from scratch. Everyone was running between counter and freezer, desperate to have their ice creams kept frozen. Iain put his already melting ice cream & cake in a freezer to prep his meringue, and then found out someone had taken it out. The pain on his face, and in the hearts of the millions of viewers was real. Very real. My jaw dropped open, and Mama Rihal was in disbelief. Why would you remove a baked Alaska from the freezer in a competition?!
One of the greatest make up lines, Urban Decay, has collaborated with one of the greatest movies ever made, Pulp Fiction.
For fans of make up and Tarantino, i.e me, this literally will be the greatest birthday/Christmas present ever!
(For the love of god someone take that hint!)
It’s only available in the US at the moment, but I’ve heard that the UK release date is set to be at the start of September. Meaning, I have less than a month till it’s possible for me to get hold of the bad-ass make up collection. Just in time for my birthday!!
The line is, of course, based on Uma Thurman’s character Mrs Mia Wallace and includes that red lipstick, a matching lip liner and nail polish, and an eyeshadow palette.
contains some spoilers but you should know the story by now
I FINALLY watched TFIOS last night, and let me tell you now, it was awful.
Not awful as in it is an awful adaptation; awful as in the only other movie I cried watching in the cinema was Harry Potter DH2, because come now, which 90’s child doesn’t cry at that film!? I rarely cry while watching movies; much to the dismay of some, I have never cried watching The Notebook, Titanic, or other major tear-jerkers (aside from Moulin Rouge. God, that film hits me right in the feels…)
TFIOS is beautiful as a novel, and brilliant as a film.
It’s all okay…
We’ve all seen the ridiculous show Catfish, and so many people watch it thinking, “how the hell can anyone get sucked into this?!”
I know I do.
I don’t completely understand how people can meet someone online and share so much of themselves. I also don’t understand how people can actually catfish other people, manipulating them and playing on their vulnerabilities. That’s as low as someone can get, in my opinion.
Watching the show, you can’t imagine something like that happening to one of your nearest and dearest’s.
Well, I’m here to quickly share a story with you, which includes three friends, a catfish, two bottles of wine, and a lot of drunken screaming.
Everyone loves Friends. Everyone. If you don’t then you’re wrong, you’re completely wrong, or something is horrendously wrong with you.
What makes it so amazing, and the secret to any good TV show, is that the characters and the chemistry between them is so real. I can see a little bit of myself in every character. I’m kind of like a mother figure to some of my friends (Harry, for example. If I hadn’t looked after him when he drank too much at Reading, no one would have), much like Monica. A lot of the time my friends don’t fully understand what I’m trying to say, a bit like Phoebe. I find mundane scientific facts fascinating where everyone else finds them boring, which is the Ross side of me at an all time high. I know exactly what I want to do with my life and I’m trying my absolute hardest to get it, just like Rachel. Sometimes I need a bit of looking after because I can be a bit childish and lost – Joey.
But the character I relate to the absolute most is Chandler. Straight up.
Okay, so during the week I posted about Orange is the New Black and my thoughts on Season 2 and how I thought it was going to pan out and my reactions to the story lines and characters and what I wanted to happen, after watching just 8 episodes.
This is like a part 2 to that post, because I think that after everything I mentioned then, I need to go back in time and just scream at myself. Let’s just take this point by point, shall we?