Showing posts with label confessions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label confessions. Show all posts

Friday, April 10, 2009

BEDA #10 - Hi, I'm Lo. And I'm a Shopaholic.

Hello, dear bloggers!

Ah, ten days and still going strong. Well, I'm not so sure about the strong part. *sniffs around* Hmm, don't you love the smell of blogging?

Today I finally saw Confessions of a Shopaholic aaaand... yeah, it sucked because it didn't match the book at all (well, everything except Luke Brandon *drools*). But I closed my eyes, dug deep into the little room inside my brain where my memory is kept, and tried to forget that there was even a book. And I finally enjoyed it!

When the movie was over, I went inside a few stores and actually stood at the entrance, just looking. So many blues, yellows, greens, reds. Stripes and spots, tshirts and jackets, Small, Medium and Large. My eyes just popped open and I immediately felt like I was in some kind of clothes heaven. I imagine it as a huge store where there's every piece of clothing that I would love, and there'd be enough for everybody and in every shape and size and everything would fit and look glamorous, and everything would be free.

The problem is, there's no such thing. Maybe there is, but it's not available in my credit card. Or rather, it's not anymore. On the 7th of this same month, I had more than 100€ on my banking account. It's the 10th. I have 30€.

I can't really help it, though. If you can buy it, buy it! And what I bought was so cute, especially this little spring coat:



Isn't it gorgeous?

Maybe it's because I saw the movie, but I had to buy it. When I read the book about five years ago, I actually saw myself as Becky Bloomwood, never careful with handing out her credit card. Maybe I'm this kind of Carrie Bradshaw. I actually wouldn't mind having her life: a succesful column, clothes, great friends (I have this, and more are welcome =)), and Mr. Big (although I'd prefer this detail without all the drama).

Well, what else can I say? I have shared my reckless spending when it comes to clothes (and books. And other things.).

See you tomorrow, bloggers xx

- Lo

Sunday, April 5, 2009

BEDA #5 - Jazzy Diana Krall, Adventureland and Confessions of a Shopaholic



Hello, Dear Readers, welcome to the 5th day of BEDA (and my 4th blog post).



Quiet Nights


Here I am, at 4 o'clock in the afternoon (My sense of time during Spring Break baffles me), writing on my blog and listening to jazzy Diana Krall. Her new album, Quiet Nights, is absolutely amazing. It's very Bossa Nova-ish, which is the typical music genre of Brazil. Being from Portugal, I'm quite familiar with Brazilian culture. Bossa Nova (which in Portuguese means "new trend") is a feel-good kind of genre, and it relaxes me everytime I listen to it.

One of her songs, The Boy From Ipanema, makes me shiver all over. The original song, Garota de Ipanema, by Antônio Carlos Jobim, won a Grammy for Record Of The Year in 1965, and listening to it in English is different, but definitely a good kind of different. I recommend Diana Krall's new album to all jazz lovers, it's a beautiful and relaxing record.



Adventureland and Confessions of a Shopaholic


I'm dying to watch these two movies. When I heard that Confessions of a Shopaholic was going to be turned into a movie, I almost fell of the chair. I've been reading the Shopaholic series by Sophie Kinsella since the first book came out. All of them made me laugh out loud so many times and shake my head at Rebecca Bloomwood's unwise shopping expenses. I saw the trailer though, and was immediately disappointed. A basic detail of the books went automatically down the pit: Rebecca Bloomwood is English, not American. Why change that? Is there something wrong with being English? Maybe this little detail only irritates me, but come on. When you read the books you're always thinking of this chic and energetic young english woman with the typical english accent. Why change that?

Moving on.

I'm also dying to see Adventureland with Jesse Eisenberg and Kristen Stewart. I saw this trailer and loved it, AND I WANT TO SEE IT SO BAD! I think I'm going to laugh so much at it.

But, of course, I have to wait a couple of months to watch both movies. I'm curious as to what takes a movie to come from the US to Europe. Why does it take so long? We're movie lovers too. We're dying to see movies too. Grr.

That's my BEDA for today, guys. See you tomorrow!

- Lo

Sekrit P.S. - I kind of also want to see Hannah Montana: The Movie. DON'T. JUDGE. ME. Pwease? :)