This bell curve basically posits that bulking up—pumping iron, getting cut, what have you—will only make you more attractive to a certain point. Pass this point, and it will begin to have the opposite effect. (I'm pretty sure bell curves are usually for averages, but if the graph fits...)Read More
ABC Family has a new show, so, duh, I'm watching it. It has the same plot as basically all of their other shows, which should surprise no one.
If something can be criticized as "formulaic," I can almost guarantee you that I will like it. (File this under Reasons I'm Not a Hipster.) This is how I see it: We reuse formulas because those formulas are awesome. They work every time.
The Backstreet Boys, for example, change keys two-thirds of the way through practically every song. And that is always, ALWAYS, the best part of the song. No need to tamper with a formula that works. (Coca-Cola tried once, and we all know how that turned out.)
Twisted, like Pretty Little Liars and The Lying Game before it, centers around teenagers who
- are ridiculously beautiful,
- are played by adults, and
- make terrible decisions
as they try to solve murders/mysteries involving
- false accusations,
- potential framing, and
- corrupt/misguided law enforcement
all while navigating typical high school drama such as
- relationships/love triangles,
- pesky principals, and
- parents' marital problems.
And, of course, the amazing hair/wardrobes and the unrealistically articulate and intuitive "teenage" boys are, respectively, the whipped cream and the cherry on top of this delicious dramatic recipe.
Only one ABC Family formula has started to bug me, and that is the characters' proclivity for late-night visits to cemeteries/wooded areas/seedy hotels.
Seriously, Pretty Little Liars, will you ever learn to quit going to sketchy places at night alone in four-inch heels?
This bell curve basically posits that bulking up—pumping iron, getting cut, what have you—will only make you more attractive to a certain point. Pass this point, and it will begin to have the opposite effect. (I'm pretty sure bell curves are usually for averages, but if the graph fits...)
Every day this Christmas break, my friend Marie-Claire and I have decided to join up in our blogging efforts. We will be choosing a topic and posting our own interpretation of it. So follow along with both of us as we share our completely reliable opinions on fashion, pop culture, and life before our last semester of grad school.
Whenever people criticize Taylor Swift for the number of men — er, boys — er, guys — she has dated in recent years — and her penchant for using these relationships as lyric fodder — I am like, y'all, we should be thanking her. If T-Swift weren't willing to put her heart on the line publicly time and again, we might not have such pop hits as "Today Was a Fairytale," "Forever and Always," and — duh — "We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together."
When I see pics of Taylor out with a new beau, I recognize that she is risking heartbreak — not to mention criticism — just to be able to provide us, her loyal fans, with our next favorite pop song. Talk about sacrifice.
Taylor Swift is not just some naive ingénue, people. She is a songstress dedicated to her craft.
Speaking of dedication, when was the last time your diary got read on the radio, huh? That's basically what happens to Taylor Swift every time one of her songs plays — which is, like, thousands of times a day.
So next time you find yourself bebopping around the house to one of T-Swift's hits, remember that she took one for the team and be grateful.