You have to get right back on the horse…
You may recall I fell and got a concussion at Santana Row a few weeks ago. Not to be deterred from great shopping by a simple head injury, my BFF Beth and I ventured there for dinner & a movie last night. Oh my goodness, Yankee Pier has this frozen strawberry lemonade for $4 a pop with no alcohol, but easily as addictive. I could have swilled a few of those, but I refrained (I was holding off on the calorie count for Sour Patch Kids and Diet Coke at the movies).
So we saw Mamma Mia, which was incredible -- the right kind of cheese! So much fun. Colin Firth in scary plaid and um, paisley. I know Colin, you’re trying to counter your Mr. Darcy effect. You took that role to say to us obsessive fans that you will not be typecast – and I have to admit, you looked really bad in Lilly Pulitzer-type paisley. Which tells one how cheesy the movie is, because a gay man would never dress so abhorrently, but whatever. Not helped by BFF whispering in movie, “Your boyfriend is wearing paisley.” Still a GREAT time, in singing/laughter-infused estrogen-fest and Colin, you will always be Mr. Darcy to us. It brought us such immense joy in our lives, it cannot be swayed by a fun role in bad beachwear. We…we will always remember the white fluffy shirt…the pond…the brooding, how ardently you loved and admired Miss Elizabeth Bennet. We withstood “Circle of Friends” and we can overcome this as well.
Onto something more serious. I currently am sporting a very bad, self-inflicted mullet. My hairdresser only had time for a color OR a cut. Well, go ahead, color me, I can cut it myself. Only I can’t. And I have a really scary business-in-the-front, party-in-the-back mullet of devastating proportions. And I’m too embarrassed to get a cut now because my hairdresser will have a fit. And none of this would have been that devastating, since I’ve been wearing my sunglasses on my head, but my DH arranged an appt early this morning, and my bedhead mullet, awoke to a gorgeous, young fireman at my doorstep at 8:00 a.m. Now I’m not so deluded as to believe said gorgeous fireman cares, but I don’t know, if you’re going to have a bad morning mullet, I’m thinking I want the guy at the door to be missing a few teeth. Is that too much to ask? DH had warm words of encouragement, “Well, you’re the one who cut your hair.” Sigh. The gulf between man and woman widens.
Update: Stardate 7/25 See attached photo, they fixed the mullet, but said it would take two haircuts to grow out. She said one side was actually one and a half inches longer than the other in the back. Pretty.
Labels: Colin Firth, Mamma Mia, Santana Row
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Been listening to a little Billy Ray singing "I Want My Mullet Back" have we? LOL
Go...confess to you your stylist. They really are miracle workers. And then have another one of those frozen strawberry lemonades. They sound so yummy!
Oooh, nice pictures of Santana Row. Reminds me of Rodeo Drive in Beverly Hills. Pristine streets, beautiful landscaping, classic building structures...
And mmmm, frozen strawberry lemonade. A definite favorite.
As for Mamma Mia, I didn't care for Colin's role once he "came out" as I didn't personally see the need for it to be there in the movie. It would have been much better without that. However, it didn't detract enough to ruin the film, which I thought was phenomenal. Toe-tapping, hip-wagging, rear-end-bouncing fun. :)
Oh, and the hair? I agree with Suzanne. Confess and let your hairdresser do wonders.
I laughed my way through "Mama Mia." I thought the whole thing was hilariously funny. Musicals always make me laugh--especially when they are talking and then suddenly burst into song. The scenery was great and I was the most impressed by 59 year old Meryl Streep. She's a whole lot more fit and energetic than I am (at age 55)!
I thought the flashbacks of the three men were funny--especially Pierce Brosnan with long hair! For me, it was superb--two of my favorite leading men in the same movie (Brosnan and Firth).
It didn't bother me that Mr. Darcy wore paisley.... I was just disappointed that he was gay. I wanted him to get together with Tanya, but of course that would have been too coincidental and "neatly-packaged."
I cannot tell a lie. I already saw the movie two times. On the same day. I really needed a good laugh last Saturday--so I went with my daughter and my friends first... then went back three hours later and saw it again with my husband. I've been singing "Dancing Queen" ever since.
We want pictures because this is something I have to see to believe!
PS. I'm with you on the pond and the shirt. Suddenly I have a hankering for a little P&P.
I must confess I've never heard any song about a mullet, much less Miley's daddy. Gotta youtube that. LOL Santana Row is like Rodeo Drive. It's where I met Donald Pliner, he has a store there. And they have a Ferragamo store, and a Taryn Rose store...and my personal favorite the organization store. I'm going to call and confess, oh and Pam, I already made arrangements to see it again.
I was thinking of cutting my own hair this week... maybe I shall rethink that. What is money, anyway, that I should wish to hang on to it to the detriment of my head?
I bet the fireman didn't notice, and if he did, he didn't care. And if he did, then he has no business having all those teeth. :-)
I called my hairdresser for an appt. She said, "Did you say...did you say you have a mullet?" Apparently, that's an emergency because they're fixing me at one tomorrow.
I used to have a friend who collected pictures of people with mullets. He particularly liked mullet-children. So cruel, but funny.
All this Colin Firth talk might force me to put on some Pride and Prejudice this afternoon while I clean. I love the part where he pours out his heart to Elizabeth and she so coldly says she did not mean to cause him to have feelings for her and "hopes it will be of short duration." Modern translation: you'll get over it. Kiera Knightly cannot compare.
I thought you looked cute when I saw you, K!
It's grown out a little C, it ain't pretty. LOL
Sarah, Di is the only one who doesn't seem to get WHY the original P&Ps are best, but you know, she drinks Taster's Choice, so what can we expect from her? We let her be our friend because she loves us even when we have mullets. : )
That's very generous of you. Maybe your good witness will eventually help her to see the light. :)
Sarah, what can I say? I do what I can.
....Apparently, that's an emergency because they're fixing me at one tomorrow....
ROFL
I'll bet she tells you to never do that again. But I think you've come to that conclusion yourself already, lol.
cheryl
Oh my goodness, this post cracked me up!!
A mullet, Kristin? I'm trying to picture that, and it's just not coming to me!
I do own the original P&P, just so you know. I have watched it. I just happen to prefer the newer version. The first one is looooooong. I sprouted three gray hairs before the movie was over. I'm 52. Life is too short to watch a two-disk movie. LOL!
I'm glad you are feeling better! I heard you had fallen, but wasn't really sure how bad it was. What a fall that must have been!
Okay, so a similar thing happened to me about thirteen years ago, only it was 2:00 am, I was living on an air force base, one of my carbon monoxide detectors went off, I couldn't get it to stop, and because I had no reason to believe it was actually malfunctioning, I called the base fire dept.
They show up in base housing, sirens screaming, and I was in my bathrobe, no makeup, hair stuck to my head, home alone, and in walks Harry Connick Jr. with his crew.
So, he wasn't really Harry, but he looked exactly like him only dressed up in fireman gear, I promise. I was mortified, even though all he cared about was making sure I was okay. I am so very shallow, I guess.
And it ends up that it was just malfunctioning. How embarrassing.
Oh, and I have to confess that like Suzanne, I thought of Billy Ray when I read your post. LOL.
My husband and I had our first date at an Abba concert so of course, I insisted we had to go to opening night of Mama Mia. I had the time of my life singing and laughing and actually crying as Meryl Streep let Pierce Brosnan know The Winner Takes it All. Hubby feels he's done his good deed for the year.
I wasn't quite ready for Colin Firth's character, though--my heart belongs to Mr. Darcy (like you, Kristin) so when I flipped through channels last night and landed on Pride and Prejudice, I felt restored.
BTW, I still love watching Pierce Brosnan but please don't make me listen to him sing any more. I loved the movie, but could've loved it more if he'd lip synced.
Glad you and your hair are doing better. Take care!
Jenny
Just bring your hairdresser some great chocolate for penance, and admit the error of your ways. LOL! :)
Really love your hair. Can't see any unevenness, but hey, don't those asymmetrical do's make for a more edgy-stylin' look? That's "in," right?
Like I would know. I've been fighting various variations of the same hairstyle most of my life. Naturally curly hair and bangs to hide my widow's peak (a boy in junior high told me it made me look like a vampire). It's short now and I straighten it daily, but I'm fighting the temptation to let it grow out so I can have pony-tail days again - so easy! Especially when its humid. I have a huge fear of fuzz.
I think the fix up looks great!
At least you didn't do what I did as a child - chopped my fringe (bangs) off really short and on a Sunday morning too! I had it spiky up fronr for ages.
OH Beth, I did do that. Once, in college, I cut my bangs wet (did I learn a thing!) So I looked like I was wearing a hairnet, and it was picture day, so my college ID had that haircut for four years. ugh.
Oh, Colin...why? Why must you ruin your perfectly wonderful reputation as Mr. Darcy by coming out of the closet in bad paisley? Already you age...you simply MUST redeem yourself! Untold millions of women who flocked to see your movies will now forever wonder whatever possessed you to, um, cross over, when you had finally earned the love of dearest, loveliest Elizabeth.
Sorry, but ew. That kind of changes things between Colin and me.
Love your hair!
Kristin and Beth--
my childhood hair confession should make both of you feel better.
I don't know how old I was, but...I didn't cut my bangs. Oh no. My mom did that. She was takin' care of me. like a good mommy should. But then, she forgot something (besides leaving the scissors where I could find them).
I cut my eyelashes. Hey, there was hair she missed, what can I say. I fixed it for her.
She was so mad at me. I still hear about it today--probably 40 years later. Apparently I had unbelievably long lashes. Guess what. They don't grow back.
Let me clarify that. I DO have eyelashes, just not the unbelievable ones she tells me I had. Of course, "unbelievable" could be the operative word here! :-)
Rachel, that is the worst story!! I'd kill my daughter if she did that, so I'm glad you're still with us, stubby eyelashes and all. I'd be worried you'd poke your eyes. Okay, that definitely is worse than the bang story. You win, you win! LOL
I love the hair cut!
Rachel
Somehow I missed the picture of your actual haircut on this post. I only saw the other two pics...I am so confused... ?? It actually looks really great! Wow! Good job!
Kristin,
So, you would understand why the memorable spanking I ever got--at least from Mom--is also tied to that memory. LOL.
...MOST memorable...
I came home from work one evening to both my daughters (aged 3 and 7 months) in bed. My husband said the older one, Jaime, got a hold of his razor so he made her go to bed early after bandaging her thumb.
Alyssa, the baby, woke soon after. My husband got her while I was in the kitchen. All of a sudden I heard an expletive. "She shaved her head!" I came running. There was a bald spot the size of a quarter on Alyssa's little head. Maternal detective work figured out that Jaime had tried to cut her own hair and then give little sister a hair cut. But little sis didn't have a whole lot of hair so she naturally went for Daddy's razor. My husband was oblivious until Jaime came out with a bleeding thumb. Guess who was in the most trouble.
Oh, and now that they are both in their late 20's, Jaime still cuts her sisters' hair.
Actually, I'm just thankful the thumb and bald spot both healed.
I love the new haircut!
I loved Mama Mia too... almost shocked me that I liked it so much. Didn't care for Colin in that role though. sigh. (And the old P&P is much better than the new!!!)
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