I might be a little late on the bandwagon for this, but I love Mindy Kaling. This isn’t just an “oh, I really appreciate Kelly Kapoor on The Office” kind of love (even though I do); it’s far more profound and well considered than that.
What provoked this, you ask? Well, actually, it was her totally awesome and hilarious column in the New York Times a few days ago (h/t Gawker). As I read it, it was like an epic epiphany. Like woah, I really really like this chick. Her jokes are funny, in the ha ha kind of way and in the ohhhh that’s really cute kind of way. DOUBLE FUNNY! That takes some skillz. Plus she makes really awesome cultural references to things like “13 Going on 30.” Fucking fab film.
Then I did some research. I already knew that she’s a writer on The Office, which, admittedly, has gotten less funny since Jim and Pam got together (am I the only person who liked Karen?). I’m assuming that our friend Mindy was responsible for one of the catchiest Office lines ever [everyone say it with me]: FASHION SHOW! FASHION SHOW! FASHION SHOW AT LUNCH! so cute.
I remembered she had a Twitter feed. Promptly checked that shit out, and was not disappointed. Key tweet?
Exactly how much clothing am I supposed to take off when I put on a robe at the hairdressers?
True story, Mindy (aka new best friend)!!!
Then, I found her blog. Even though it hasn’t been updated since May, it’s still amazing. We here at DBIH can only try to reach this level of future greatness. Maybe once we get our book deal. Until then, I am, as your ever-faithful servant, trying to become more like Mindy.
These are just like the glasses that Jappy bought that she never wears. Evidence for why I love Mindy Kaling, but only like Jappy.
I love Stanley Tucci. Look at this rugged piece of man meat:
Hotter than a stiff cock!
He was fantastic in The Devil Wears Prada:
look at this guy.
And adorable as Meryl Streep’s over-sexed, super short husband:
It's always been Julia.
I love that he is short, that he can rock round glasses, and also that he got to make out with Meryl in Julie and Julia. JEALOUS.
Despite Christmas lights everywhere and some pretty ugly Christmas trees (ie in the very bourgeois lobby of my apartment building), people here in sunny London are not in the Christmas spirit. It fucking sucks, because if you know anything about us Jews (me and Tall and kind of WorkChucks), you know that we love Christmas. Oh yes we do.
So, to get my dose of Christmas joy and love as I frantically write about such fascinatingly happy subjects as famine in Africa, negative sovereignty in Africa, and collapsed states in Africa (pattern?), I’ve been forced to go to DBIH favorite S$$ to listen to Christmas music there while I write. It’s actually been great, except for one thing:
They never play my favorite Christmas song. Never.
What’s my favorite Christmas song? Seriously? The best one.
You’re welcome. And Chappy Chanukah!
Since I’m in the midst of trying to pull a 12-page paper out of my ass, I only have time to post a quick pick-me-up video. So, for you, my loves:
I can’t believe I’d never seen this before. It involves 2 things I love: Asians and self-defense.
This reminds me, I haven’t had sushi in a while.
Also, via @maureenmegan, this is amazing. If you don’t love gospel music (then we shouldn’t be friends), at least skip to the end. It’s way worth it.
Yo nerds, it’s that time of year! Since I am half-Jewish (I always forget!) and half-Jesus lover, I celebrate Festivus. If you don’t know what that is, get the fuck out or read this.
So what I want for the holiday season… Most of you would say “Tallsies! Of course you’d love annnnything Burberry!” Wrong losers. I already have it all. I’m on my game 24/7. Rare Marc Jacobs or vintage Chanel? Try again fools, I’m an eBay champione. So what to get this covetous half-jew? Well since I’m half Gisele, half gazelle I’ll settle for some other kind of designer duds, or anything in the Needless Markup – I mean Neiman Marcus – holiday catalog. If you have to ask, you can’t afford it and you betcha I want it. Like this! Or this!
As for the gazelle part, according to the wikipedia page, gazelles “eat less coarse, easily digestible plants and leaves.” And what does that mean? Funfetti cupcakes, booze, ice cream cake, peanut butter cups, and aborted fetuses. Duh.
… I’m thankful for this abomination.
Real World DC is premiering December 30. Who’s excited?
While there were many standout moments in the short trailer linked above, I had some favorites:
1. “There’s just something about Callie…”
2. The douchey blue flip up shades.
3. The over-reliance on Obama campaign rhetoric to describe 8 vapid teens on an outdated, vapid reality teevee show.
4. The kid Mike who wants to be Jared Polis in ten years. Seriously?
5. But then that kid knows to make fun of the “shake-hands pose.” Good boy.
