FATHERS DON’T GET TOO much play here on The Sister Project. But I figured if there ever was a way to celebrate great dads, it should be with the lovely Loretta Lynn, who — let’s face it — is a bastion of womanly wisdom (and a famous daughter to boot). So happy father’s day to all the daughter-raising daddies out there, especially mine.
MAYBE IT’S A REACTION TO (nay, coping mechanism for?) all the signs of adulthood springing up around me. But the truth is, I’ve been completely enamored with the frivolous aspects of womanhood lately. And yes, I’m talking makeup here. Beautiful, glossy, expensive, marketed-like-colorful-candy makeup. I want feminism and feathery eyelashes, too. Is that too much to ask? Really? [click to continue…]
OKAY, SO I’VE BEEN meaning to do this post for a while. A very long while. You may remember (back in the infant days of The Sister Project) a little series called Sister Jams (Not Jellies), in which I highlighted all kinds of sibling bands and otherwise sisterly songs. (It was a broad sort of umbrella, really). In any case, that recent post I did about Kathleen Hanna reminded me of how Le Tigre’s “Hot Topic” is a much-needed third wave feminist-y addition to the list. And for nostalgia’s sake, how about we visit some of the old Sister Jams standards? [click to continue…]
IT’S BEEN FAR TOO LONG since I dug up any vintage advertisement gems here on the blog. So on the heels of the big wedding (you know, the one where we all allowed ourselves to become nostalgic saps about fairy tale endings for a day), I thought this Ivory commercial would do just fine. Of note: is the princess receiving a large taxidermed giraffe along with her silks and diamonds? Also, I love her hairdo at 0:35.
THIS FIVE YEAR-OLD HAS it all figured out! I’m a bit envious of her clarity on life’s heavy subjects. And I’m completely charmed by her passion. I love when she says “If he comes running out…”
YOU MAY REMEMBER from a while back, a little post I wrote about the ever-adorable brother and sister team Tessa and LB from the blog Pacing the Panic Room. Well nowadays Tessa is already one and her daddio just recently put together this video chronicling the lil’ peanut’s growth in the womb. I find it endlessly cute when LB shows up in the photos. Big bros rule!
I‘M SMITTEN WITH THIS video of lil’ brothers lip syncing to Jerry Seinfeld’s “Halloween” stand-up. That little dude in the Hawaii shirt is so fidgety and hilarious! (I love when he “says” that his mother made him wear a winter coat over his cool costume…mine too!)
THIS WEEKEND, MY FRIEND Erin’s parents are driving up from New Orleans with 70 pounds of crawfish. We’re all going to contribute our favorite summer side-dishes (I’m bringing the potato salad), get a keg, and have a ruckus outdoor crawfish boil! I’ve never eaten crawdads (have you?), but apparently this kind of neighborhood crustacean boil is a bayou tradition. I think it’s a perfect way to wrap up the semester. And until then, I’ll be practicing my Louisiana Waddle, a la the lovely NOLA native Boswell Sisters.
(I’ll post pictures of the big boil next week…stay tuned!)
EW, WHY DOES Sex and the City keep betraying their awesome roots by making horrible movies that involve living happily ever after whilst traveling to foreign lands? (Did you see the first movie? Will you see this one?) [click to continue…]
WE’RE BIG FANS of Christmas carols in my family. “Oh Holy Night,” “Little Drummer Boy,” “The 12 Days of Christmas,” you name it, we’ve been singing it this week. And so last night between verses of “Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas,” my mom asked me if I remembered my very first favorite Christmas song. I was stumped at first. And then I remembered “Children Go Where I Send Thee,” and all the many Christmases T and I spent clapping and dancing along (with arguably as much spirit as that little tyke on the right) to the rhythm of that song came back to me. What about you? What was your childhood favorite carol? Current favorite?