Bra-Fitting Parties Are All The Rage

Unrelated Things That Were Slightly Too Long To Twitter Today:

* While researching an epic screed about how much Pinot Grigio tastes like ass, or sweat, or a combination of both, I learned that Gary Vaynerchuk got in trouble last year for saying "Pinot Grigio sucks." Scooped! Pinot Grigio of the type served in bars is a great substitute for syrup of Ipecac, though. Someone should really look into whatever it is in cheap Pinot Grigio that triggers the human gag reflex, because this is a very real thing.

* Ariel Levy is indeed the best. Ever since my friend Emily made me read Female Chauvinist Pigs I've been having embarrassing daydreams about being her protege.

* If you're bored this weekend, rent Dead Snow (the Norweigan zombie Nazi movie) on Movies On Demand for $5.99. It's worth it, I promise. It's dubbed in English, but in a way that only makes it better/sillier/campier, and it's one of those weird movies that's both intentionally bad and funny and (it seems) unintentionally bad and funny.

* If everyone who gets a bra fitting finds out that she's been wearing bras exactly two cup sizes too small for her entire adult life, why don't we all just start buying bras two cup sizes bigger and skip the tupperware parties? (I think it's this kind of logic/lack of fun that got me politely asked to stop attending a regular SATC viewing party in 2002.)

(If you think this post sounds like the work of a bored person, wait 'til you see the next one.)

Comments

[board]

you're boredom is curing my boredom!
thanks!

[Robin]

Agree passionately about pinot grigio, but chardonnays are usually pretty bad too. I tried to get on board with the white-wine-in-the-summertime thing, but finally I was like, "fuck it, I'm chilling a cab."