Can you believe Christmas is in 5 days? I sure can’t. I wanted to share with you not one but TWO early Christmas gifts I got and am googly eyed over.
And they’re from a celebrity!
I kid. I kid. They’re the newest Carpool Karaoke segments from one of my many celebrity husbands, James Corden.
Last Tuesday he released the long-awaited (for me, anyway) Bruno Mars collab. It was, as expected, amazing. My favorite part was when James said that his woman wouldn’t be wearing Versace, she’d be wearing Target. ya damn right, boo.
Then, on Thursday, Jimmy dropped the All I Want for Christmas is You mix. As I’ve mentioned before, Lisa and I were big Mariah fans back in the 90’s and we usually incorporated this gem into our act at the various Christmas parties/ Girl Scout meetings we attended. we still do. she’s going to kill me. My point is that our invitation must have gotten lost in the mail but, speaking for both of us I’ll say, we’re being good sports about it and will enjoy from afar. Maybe next year.
Also, Nick Jonas- what the hell, man? EVERYONE knows this song, what’s your issue? Google that shit. Make an effort.
That’s all I got today, kids. I’m off to wrap gifts.
I’m probably not someone who should give musical recommendations but guess what I’m here today with. Well, maybe not recommendations, per say. More like what I have on repeat lately. I feel like I should put it out there from the get-go: As of late, I can’t handle the regular radio. I like to listen to my local morning show when I can, but that’s about it. I just can’t take the playlists of the same 5 or so songs constantly. That being said, I have about 5 songs that I rotate on my Spotify constantly that I’m going to share with you right now. #irony.
I Can Hear the Bells – Surprisingly, I haven’t heard much about NBC’s latest live production. Personally, I loved it. I like the story of Hairspray – the chubby girl gets the heartthrob (swoon), the desegregation of music and basically working together to do the right thing. Anyway, I didn’t know if it was more of a there’s nothing nice to say about it kind of thing or if it was more of a low viewership kind of thing. Either way, I thoroughly enjoyed it. That Jennifer Hudson, man. That girl is going places. (seriously though, for those who watched- did you see everyone in tears when she san I Know Where I’ve Been? woof.) This will be the song I walk down the aisle to at my wedding, should it happen in this century.
Million Reasons – I’m so happy Mother Monster has started to really showcase the talent God gave her. She was always good and we all knew the talent was there (hello, Tisch graduate!) but the meat dresses and the egg suits were not doing her justice. The song is raw, emotional and perfect for getting my diva on. This song makes me question my life. Do I want to stay where I am? I have nothing keeping me here. Maybe I should just go elsewhere. Start over. Then I remember that my mom does my laundry and I sit my ass down. It’s the thought that counts though, right?
Perm – I mentioned in one of my last posts that the new Bruno Mars album took a little while to grow on me. This song was one of those that I was iffy about in the beginning but now it’s one of my favorites. I would love to incorporate “throw some perm on that attitude!” into my daily vocabulary but somehow, I don’t think that would go over too well. Bruno is probably the only one who could actually get away with it.
Fall For You- I know I mentioned this song in a recent post but I’m still loving it. Another one perfect for diva-ing out, I love pretending I’m filming my very own music video when I sing lip-synch this gem. I kind of reminds me of a grown up version of songs I would like as an angsty teen. You know, the one who liked the boy and was toootally ready for a “real” relationship but didn’t want to get hurt because she’s been through that too many times. My advice for that version of me is to listen to this song and to get a life.
Mercy – Watching Shawn Mendes perform this on SNL two weeks ago was what did it for me. I love when singers get so impassioned and into the performance that their voice goes raspy (see: harry styles, drag me down – carpool karaoke). That’s what happened for Shawny boy and it gave me the feels.
So, what have you been listening to lately? I’m always looking for songs to add to my rotation!
If you thought I wasn’t going to bring up Leo finally winning a gold statue, you’d be horribly wrong and I don’t know if we could ever be friends. If you’re my friend on Facebook you probably already know that when Julianne Moore said his name, a scream was let out of my throat and it took me almost a hot minute to realize it really did come out of me. I loved Kate Winslet’s reaction, loved his acceptance speech; the only way it could have been better would be if he lifted his statue in the air and said “I made it count!” (I’m the king of the world would have been a little too obvious.)
Another favorite of mine from last night was Jacob Tremblay. That kid is totes adorbs. From the picture of him and his parents driving to the ceremony (in their own car!) to him telling Chris Rock that he loved him in Madagascar, I couldn’t deal with his cuteness.
I was a little nervous with Chris Rock being the host, how #OscarsSoWhite would be handled. Frankly, I think he did an excellent job with his opener. I found him to be funny, blunt and real. I didn’t understand what the point of having Stacey Dash there was, but otherwise, I thought he did a very good job. As far as keeping the show moving, well, we can’t all be perfect.
I’m not going to lie, as much as I liked Lady Gaga’s performance this year, I liked last year’s better. That being said, I think she was absolutely, 100% robbed when she didn’t win last night. Even if for no other reason than her song meant something. It is bringing awareness to a very, very serious issue going on in colleges across the country, if not the world. Gaga is a winner in my book.
For the most part, I think the fashion last night was on it’s A game. I’m going to end this post with some of my favorite looks of the night.