I Own Elle Fanning's Movie Dress, So I Guess I'm Special

So you know that movie Somewhere... the one that was directed by Sofia Coppola, and has a really great trailer. And when you watch the trailer you're all, omg this is about Hollywood stars *behind the scenes,* and Sofia made it so it has to be good, right? And, wow this song in the trailer is awesome, and turns out it's a Strokes demo. And then you see "music by Phoenix" and you're like, I love Phoenix, this movie must be fucking amazing.

...But then you watch the actual movie, and you're all WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK WAS THAT. Why were there only two Phoenix songs, why was Stephen Dorff sitting in a chair with a papier mache mask with the camera stagnant on his face for five minutes, and why did it look like that guy from Jackass was going to hook up with Elle Fanning??

Well anyway besides all of that, the clothes were really nice. Best of all- and this is something I knew since the trailer came out- I OWN ONE OF THE DRESSES that Elle Fanning wears in the film.

Here is the dress on her:

Here is the dress on me (yeah not as nice, but still this is the best fitting dress I have ever tried on)

It is amazing, so I allow you to be jealous. I got it about two years ago at Urban Oufitters. It was in the sales rack for some crazy reason. I snagged that thing after I noticed how amazingly it contoured my ~pear body shape.

I just checked now and the brand is ecoté. unfortunately for all you dress hunters, I literally can't find it anywhere online. My greatest skill in the world is online search, and yet I can't find it anywhere. wtf indeed. I tried every combination "ecote," "elle fanning," "dress," "urban outfitters," "purple," "stripes," "sophia coppola," and I looked through all of those hipstery outfits from lookbook on image search, but got nothing. In fact the only other time I saw this dress was at my college last year on the same day I was wearing mine. It looked better on me, though, duh.

So hopefully you have more luck finding the dress, because I really suggest getting your hands on this thing. It fits like a glove. A body glove.

Watch it here in full glory in the Somewhere trailer.

Paris, Not France: A Review (of Sorts)

Yeah, I watched it.

The documentary about Paris Hilton filmed in 2006 called Paris, Not France, which aired on MTV recently:



And yeah, while watching it, I fell for the evil bigwigs' plan and saw Paris as a human. And I thought, "she's not all that bad." So I felt for the girl.

So shoot me!

I'm not saying I would want to be her best friend, but I understand her and get that she is a human now. Which is good. It probably helped that I have warmed up to her now that she has lost a lot of attention (fickle audience and all), and she was really funny and sweet this one random time I was watching Life on the D-List with Kathy Griffin and she guested. Plus I used to love The Simple Life when it first started. And I've always respected her a bit more for not getting a boob or nose job, as a fellow weird-nosed tiny-boobed female. Finally, I've been watching lots of band documentaries for no particular reason as of late (Radiohead's Meeting People Is Easy, Metallica's Some Kind of Monster...) so watching this continued the trend of seeing the not-so-great side of success and fame.

Weirdest part was probably seeing how she changes her voice from "public" cutesy coo to "real" deep man-voice. WTF girl.

I'm not even going to try to explain myself further because there is no way to justify this apparent lack of good judgment on my part. Plus, I can't remember more specific reasons for appreciating the documentary and her in it, even though I just finished watching it a few hours ago. I have Alzheimer's.


I excitedly went on my computer after to finally read what Rich from fourfour wrote about it, because I was sure he would have a similar opinion to mine (why do I only enjoy opinions that are he same as mine? Eesh). But to my chagrin, his review was waaay negative and harsh. He just sounds ultra bitter and 'tis quite unbecoming of that lovely man.

Some of the things that bothered him (these are direct quotes):

1. She complains about the press running her through the mud, but admits that she's addicted to reading it.

2. She talks about the importance of being humble, but then refers to a gaggle of squealing Japanese admirers as "worshiping" her.

1. Yeah, because that's real life, Rich. I also complain that eating junk food makes me gain weight but damn if I don't enjoy the hell out of it while I'm eating. Life is full of contradictions. Especially when you're a celebrity "living the dream" yet having to deal with some overwhelming and not-so-great side-effects.

2. The thing about Japanese admirers "worshiping" her- I did notice when she said it, but it didn't annoy me because she said it so matter-of-factly. She wasn't saying it in a cocky above-everyone way, she said it more like she felt detached. It's like when my friend from Beverly Hills gave me a tour of her house but seriously acted like the whole place was blah- no affectation, it just really meant nothing to her. It was kind of like that when Paris said it.


And, I mean, damn, those Japanese fans were worshiping her! They were fucking crying and screaming and looking at her as if she was the second coming of Jesus. So, yeah, she wasn't exaggerating. It's not cool of Rich to put that down because those words look much worse in type than in video, and he should know better than to take things out of their context like that.

But, oh well. Haters gonna hate. And I'm a big hater too so I shouldn't be talking. I think my thing is that I go *against the grain* because I'm a *rebel* like that, so I hate on people that the masses like too much without good reason and I (like on?) people that the masses hate too much without good reason. I'm just trying to balance the world out, yo! Oooookay I'm pathetic I'll go sit down now.