TILDA GONE WILD

So Tilda Swinton is by far one of my favorite actors of all time. And I don't have many. I'm sure I've expressed my disgust over celebrity culture and its tumor sister industry the media. However, there are still actors who are embody the true nature of acting. I not only love her aesthetic, but her entire essence exudes chic and class. That's why it was amazing to see her in a role that completely undermines her typical roles. She constantly challenges herself to become different people and she is so successful at morphing into these characters that one is utmost convinced. In Julia, a film directed by Erick Zonca, Swinton plays an alchoholic woman at the brink of hitting rock bottom. Forced into a rehab center she befriends a young woman who is on a quest to kidnap her own son from her father in law. She asks Julia (Swinton) to help her and Julia embarks on a quest to extort money from the boy's mother herself. Crossing the border, losing the boy in the desert and fighting off mexican gangsters, this movie was amazing. Every second was thrilling. WATCH IT BIETCH!

NO TEARS

So my depression is gone. Or so I think. For a while I felt uneasy and flustered. I still dread school, but its now bearable. Eating good food with friends and the promise of a weekend is good. I still yearn for a time when hw is something I laugh at in the past. This week I start at OAK. I've yet to have an interview with Bergdorffs for that buying internship. And yet another interview at Odin for a possible sales job. Why must there only be 24 hours a day, seven days a week and 30 days in a month? I can barely squeeze in a meal or a shower anymore let alone sleep. Hopefully all this work pays off somehow, somewhere. I really hope Jorden goes through with our business proposition. Sometimes I just want to let it all go and jump out of the clasps of this routine. I will miss the Duckies and their uber-fabulousness. I'm going to miss going with them to their fabric appointments, running to Barneys to pick up samples and to the shirt factories in NJ. Oh the memories of riding a million hours in a car singing Total Eclipse of the Heart and stopping for bagels in the middle of nowhere. I hope they'll continue to see me. They've yet to find my replacement. The year's wheels are beginning to roll and I can sense that I'm already running a bit behind. Hopefully I'll snap to my senses and get organized or I'll soon be all over the place.