so I am not a big football fan, I've tried to be but football isn't a sport that particular tickles my fancy. I do, however, enjoy the SUPER BOWL - for a few reason, firstly, I mean its called the SUPER BOWL - the word "super" conveys some degree of awesomeness that I would like to partake in.. Secondly, I enjoy the parties, the food - I think any excuse to veg out in front of the t.v with friends and beer is fantastic! and finally, because of the Ad's, I find it comforting that brands spend millions of dollars to get my attention for 30 secs. Makes me feel powerful. ROAR, I am a consumer hear me ROAR.
This years I thought the Ad's were LAME. Especially the car Ad's, none of them made me want to buy a Chevy. I mean, c'mon car companies, you have millions of dollars make a funny Ad. Secondly, I did not enjoy any of the Dorito's Ads which is said bc they usually do such a good job.
The only Ad that I LOVED was the Sketchers one with Kim K.
Yes, I agree it was a little risky business but isn't that the point? You just paid 100 million dollars for 10 seconds on T.V what are you gonna do? My first answer would be, get Kim in a tight outfit here ASAP. I thought it was witty they way it insinuated indecent things. I don't think I'll buy sketchers because of it, but it made me chuckle and I'll probably post it on my facebook page and share it on twitter and it'll probably be going viral soon enough. Which is what a brand wants. Now when people see sketchers they'll associated them with sweaty sexy Kim K. and that is a good label to have.
k, the end ciao
Monday, February 7, 2011
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
memories made in the coldest winter
You are not it, even though, I tried desperately to make you him. You are not him, you are nothing.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Happily Ever After...
I have tried desperately to make this blog about bigger things. To talk about the world, politics, homelessness, taxation without representation but I stay steady and strong for a few days and then my attention shifts to the same old issues...matters of the heart.
Here I am again losing sleep over a boy. It seems like a constant theme in my life..boys..and how they did me wrong. As I tossed and turned playing back my most recent relationship in my head I couldn't help but wonder, when will this stop? When will this end?
I used to think that when I found him, the one and we lived happily ever after all this would end. It would have to, thats part of the deal, the term "happily ever after," makes that claim. But now I have come to realize that there is no happily ever after, its a myth, its like Santa Clause and the Tooth Fairy. It doesn't exist!
As long as you are breathing and are interested in having an intimate relationship with another person you can kiss your beauty sleep good bye. As long as you make someone a priority in your life, as long as you claim to love someone (other than your mother - actually, even your mother), as long as you let someone else effect you...you simply cannot have peace.
So what do you do? Should I be a hermit? Should I find a cabin in the woods and spend the rest of my days there ? God, I wish I knew the answer.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Confidence
What does confidence look like?
Is it the way she walks? head held high, back straight and strong firm steps.
Is it the way she dresses? polished, clean and conscious.
Is it how she speaks? Smart and thoughtful always getting her point across.
Or maybe it is the sum of all these things.
But do the people who see her know that it is all just an act. Inside she is scared, insecure and unsure of herself.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Sorry..
You don't even know the meaning of the words "I'm sorry"
You said you would love me until you die
And as far as I know you're still alive, baby
You don't even know the meaning of the words "I'm sorry"
I'm starting to believe it should be illegal to deceive a woman's heart
You said you would love me until you die
And as far as I know you're still alive, baby
You don't even know the meaning of the words "I'm sorry"
I'm starting to believe it should be illegal to deceive a woman's heart
Friday, August 7, 2009
Things I am Done With
I feel as though I am starting a new chapter in my life, an exciting new chapter. In this chapter I'll do all of the things I was too afraid to do in chapters past. But before I start I need to let go of a few things.

Things I am Done With:
1.Pregnancy Shirts. So one day a designer woke up and decided it was cool to wear maternity clothing on the regular. Unfortunately everybody else on the planet thought this was a good idea as well. So for the last year and a half I've been wearing these shirts. Honestly, I am tired. I am tired of looking like the sugar plum fairy. I am not pregnant (Thank God) and I certainly should not be dressing for it. I wonder if the incidence of unplanned pregnancies has gone up in the last year because of this AWFUL trend. Women just had no idea they were pregnant bc they were dressing like this and didn't
notice how fat they had gotten.
2. Skinny Jeans. Ive tried to be a downtown hipster and squeeze my fat ass into these jeans. To my dis
may I always end up looking like a freak show. Who thought of this? I want to punch that person...was it Kate Moss? This is definitely all her fault...she is the only person who can successful wear skinny jeans. I hate her. I refuse to get hooked on coke so I can wear these jeans. I am going back to regular ass jeans. Also, men should not wear skinny jeans. Just don't do it. Your future kids will thank me.
3. Bollywood. Slumdog was c
ool. A.R Rahman working with MIA and PCD was meh. But now Bollywood has gone to far... Just leave it in Mumbai and be happy with what you...Hollywood. We might not have the song and dance numbers but atleast our films are not 3 hours long. Listen, I am Indian I grew up with Bollywood but I do not like this fusion of Bollywood and Hollywood. I hate it. Stop wearing bindis and dancing to Jai Ho.
4. Reality
shows. They had a good run. I really enjoyed Flavor of Love and I Love New York. But no one is even trying anymore. I mean have you seen NYC Prep...Honestly, I dont care for those spoiled kids..they are boring. Where is the entertainment? If I wanted to tune into high school drama that doesnt matter I'd hang with my baby sister. Not to mention that the whole cast is so unattractive. I mean on the Hills and Laguna the people were good looking. I dont wanna watch an hour of ugly rich kids whine about college applications. So I am done with Housewives, NYC Prep, most of Bravo's tv line up, Daisy of Love, More to Love, Bachelor/Bachelorette, all those shows where people dance or sing...time for scripted television.
Things I am Done With:
1.Pregnancy Shirts. So one day a designer woke up and decided it was cool to wear maternity clothing on the regular. Unfortunately everybody else on the planet thought this was a good idea as well. So for the last year and a half I've been wearing these shirts. Honestly, I am tired. I am tired of looking like the sugar plum fairy. I am not pregnant (Thank God) and I certainly should not be dressing for it. I wonder if the incidence of unplanned pregnancies has gone up in the last year because of this AWFUL trend. Women just had no idea they were pregnant bc they were dressing like this and didn't
notice how fat they had gotten.
2. Skinny Jeans. Ive tried to be a downtown hipster and squeeze my fat ass into these jeans. To my dis
3. Bollywood. Slumdog was c
4. Reality
Friday, July 17, 2009
The Fixer Upper
Recently in my single escapades I have come across a plethora of men who are wonderful except for a few things.
You know guys who are perfect but dress poorly
OR
A guy who is fantastic except he wears chunky jewelry
OR
A guy who is absolutely wonderful except he snorts whe he laughs
now these things may seem insignificant and you might be thinking "Aditi stop being so goddam picky." But I am not being picky. I dont want to be with someone whose one bad quality is the only quality I'll scrutinize.
But these qualities are easily fixed...which brings me to the title of this entry, The Fixer Upper.
Women do this sort of thing all the time, we meet a guy and we fix him to what we want. We change him. I for one praticed this in my last relationship. I fixed him up to my liking. Modified his wardrobe, fixed up his smile, and even his grammar.
But is this right?
Should we pass up on fixer uppers and just find guys who meet our criteria?
Maybe my fixer upper is another womans perfection?
I mean from experience I can tell you that after the relationship is over your fixer upper will revert back to his old ways. So are we doing the right thing by making these men change?
Maybe he likes to be poorly dressed. He thinks flannel is an excellent choice for a romantic dinner, leather can and should be worn all year round, and that just because the shirt doesnt fit him anymore doesnt mean he should stop wearing it.
Should I forgo the fixer uppers?
You know guys who are perfect but dress poorly
OR
A guy who is fantastic except he wears chunky jewelry
OR
A guy who is absolutely wonderful except he snorts whe he laughs
now these things may seem insignificant and you might be thinking "Aditi stop being so goddam picky." But I am not being picky. I dont want to be with someone whose one bad quality is the only quality I'll scrutinize.
But these qualities are easily fixed...which brings me to the title of this entry, The Fixer Upper.
Women do this sort of thing all the time, we meet a guy and we fix him to what we want. We change him. I for one praticed this in my last relationship. I fixed him up to my liking. Modified his wardrobe, fixed up his smile, and even his grammar.
But is this right?
Should we pass up on fixer uppers and just find guys who meet our criteria?
Maybe my fixer upper is another womans perfection?
I mean from experience I can tell you that after the relationship is over your fixer upper will revert back to his old ways. So are we doing the right thing by making these men change?
Maybe he likes to be poorly dressed. He thinks flannel is an excellent choice for a romantic dinner, leather can and should be worn all year round, and that just because the shirt doesnt fit him anymore doesnt mean he should stop wearing it.
Should I forgo the fixer uppers?
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