Wishin' and Hopin' (people change)

Has it ever happened to you that you discover something about something you used to like that suddenly changes your mind about that thing? Well, this is what happened to me about one particular song: 'Wishin' and Hopin'. This version is the one I knew, from the credits of the movie "My Best Friend's Wedding", but the best known was performed by Dusty Springfield, who was famous for singing "The Son of a Preacher Man". So let's take a look at the lyrics and find out what could possibly make me so angry.

Wishin', and hopin', and thinkin', and prayin',
Planning and dreamin' each night of his charms.
That won't get you into his arms


So if your're looking for love you can share
All you gotta to is hold him, and kiss him, and love him,
And show him that you care.


Show him that you care, just for him.
Do the things that he likes to do.
Wear your hair just for him, 'cause,
You won't get him, thinkin' and a prayin',
Wishin' and hopin'.


'Cause wishin', and hopin', and thinkin', and prayin',
Planning and dreamin' his kisses will start.
That won't get you into his heart!


So if you're thinking how great true love is
All you gotta to is hold him, and kiss him, and squeeze him, and love him.
Yeah, just do it!
And after you do, you will be his.


You gotta show him that you care just for him.
Do the things that he likes to do.
Wear your hair just for him, 'cause,
You won't get him, thinkin' and a prayin',
Wishin' and a hopin'.


'Cause wishin', and hopin', and thinkin', and prayin',
Planning and dreamin' his kisses will start.
That won't get you into his heart!


So if you're thinking how great true love is!


All you gotta to is hold him, and kiss him, and squeeze him, and love him.
Yeah, just do it!
And after you do, you will be his.


You will be his.


You will be his!

Argggg , I don't even know how to begin with! The two first paragraphs are romantic and...well..ok. But then the torture begins. "Do what he wants, wear your hair as he wants" and you'll get into TRUE LOVE. Please, fuckin' kill me! Thanks God the credits of the movie show a parody of the song. How could someone sing that seriously? And the word "squeeze"...is only me or does it sound really namby-pamby? And please, stop repeating on and on that YOU WILL BE HIS, like his is his car.

Sorry about this post, but I was angry and felt that people should "denounce" this, I mean, if you know about some other case like this, share it with the world (you can start with me). The thing is that I consider myself quite a conservative person but I just can't accept this kind of stuff, not even on the 1960s. Now, if you want to change that horrible taste I left in your mouth, and feel like laughing at marriage (or with it), click on the words under the photo. Hope you like it. 

Love and Marrige

More to Say

Two posts in a day? Am I crazy? Well, yes, but that's not the point. I just regreted I mentioned my friend and his photos without showing a sample of it so here it goes, without his permission, but I guess he'll be glad. LOVE U, ALEX!

 Huhuhuhu, that's me!

 He mainly captures:

-Urban landscapes

-Beautiful or interesting people

 -And gigs

And the Wall of my Room

Following the same pattern of the previous post, here I talk again about walls, but this a more tangible one. I introduce you, my dearest readers, to my bedroom and its photo gallery. All the photos were taken by me which sometimes makes me feel a bit shamefully proud. The drawings are my mom's present which was also a present some suitor gave to her. Below you have in detail my last acquisition, a cut out paper doll set with Grace Kelly starring. If you're interested visit their webpage. And if you liked the photos, I'm sure you'd love this man, Alex Abian, who learned with me but soon overpassed me. He's an artist but also makes some jobs, so in case you need good stuff -photos, no drugs, you perverts- contact him.

 The mirror is something my grandma found on the street. It's clean and disinfected, I promise.

Ah...Grace, Grace...if only you wouldn't have let your daughter drive...

Bricks of the wall of my art

Well, I think today is time to show you some of my "art". Come on, I know it sounds pretentious, but if some people can call a shark in a box Art, why not my stuff? So here you can read a minimal poem with a photo, all by me. The model is Teresa.

She came from the country
and suddenly
found herself
diving in an ocean of bricks.

Postcards from Old Albion

Here I leave you some postcards my father kept from his first trip to London, at the end of the 70s. If you click on them you'll see better the quality and the colour, which I particularly like, and how different (and at the same time similar) to nowadays London it was. It coincides also with the arrival of a postcard from Russia. I feel forced to recommend this webpage to you in the case you also feel that instant happiness when you find something in your mailbox -not a bill, of course- and you still believe in old-fashioned post system above e-mails and e-shits. With this web you can send and receive postcards from all over the world. Again, I encourage you to join it.

Also, this is a good choice for today cause I know where I'm doing the internship of my Master degree on education and I'm really happy with it. Well, the thing is I love English, and kind of like teaching it, but I don't really like kids and teenagers, so when I found out that my internship was going to be in a school for whoever wants to go -mainly grown ups- it made my day. How perfect it would be teaching them literature and film...

"Atonement", Literary and Movie Review

Two days ago I finished my reading of Ian McEwan's novel -my beloved Bea lend it to me, eternal thanks- and just after that I felt the urge to watch the movie. In the film, Joe Wright -also responsible for "Pride and Prejudice", which I'm reading right now- adapts the novel in a magnificent way, translating whole pages into gazes and overseeing almost nothing. If one thing surprised me was that previously I hated Keira Knightly -soooooooooorry- and her duck-mouth but in this movie she's just marvelous. And what should I say about her clothes? Thanks, God, for giving us Jacqueline Durran, the costume designer! Below you can see some of my favourite fashion moments of the movie, though I don't include the green dress, don't know, but it's not my style.
Regarding Cecilia Tallis, Knightly's character, I found it much nicer in the book. The movie shows a rather cold woman, despite all the things she's gone through, and I preferred the literary Cee. However, the movie also has its strong points, like the presence of Vanessa Redgrave as the old Briony and the beautiful final scene with the white cliffs of southern England. Finally I just have to add that, in order to remove your disgust about poor Saoirse Ronan, the actress who plays child Briony, you should watch "The Lovely Bones". Do it and you tell me.

Cover of the paperback.

Please, let's go back to those swimming clothes!

My favourite clothes, at the very beginning (and before getting wet).

Great ginger: young Lola, Tallis sisters' cousin.

Tragic ending.

The white cliffs of Devon make me also think of the ending of "Quadrophenia".

Why shops should never close on bank holidays?

Because you can go out with some good friends and find amazing stuff like this clock-necklace. Since I first saw Mad Men I always wanted the pencil-necklace Joan Holloway wears occassionally. I searched on the web but only found it at www.etsy.com, a wonderful online shop, but it was too expensive. So today, when I found this beauty at Six Accessories, I was forced to buy it. Well, my friends pushing me was also determinant, and it was only 20 euros! Hope you also fall in love with it.