Thankful for dat bus stop that's RIGHT in front of my building.

If you're gonna take pictures, it's gotta be instagram...if you wanna be cool. And, Free People has got the cool thing down...we know...WE KNOW!

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"...and til' the terror of our times
could forgive us as lovers
oh let's break some hearts."

Hi, Monday. Push, push, push.

Holler dollar bill. Okay, just to be clear, this trailer had me at Muse's "Starlight". Stick a fork in me. I would sleep with anyone in this trailer...especially Julianne Moore, especially when she talks about Twilight. If Steve Carell can pull off playing a normal human being, a la he didn't do so well for himself in Date Night, then I think this movie is going to be a definite winner. I'd guage to say that this is a movie that I wouldn't even try to play off like I hated it and then watch excessively and repeatedly at home (he'sjustnotthatintoyou...minusallthepartswithscarlettjohanssonbecauseifindseriousdistasteineverythingshedidafterghostworld). I might just admittedly like this.

I'm in the break room at work takin' a cute 5, and the only comment I have to make about today is, "If it LOOKS like a tranny..." Oh, YOU BET.

The visual manager at work, Starylynn(right? that WOULD be the visual manager at Anthropologie's name), and I have been having vivid talks about Katherine Heigl in My Father, The Hero. Well, it's not so much vivid talks as it is candid quips saluting how fantastic she looked when she was younger. Some remarks have included:

-"What happened to her?"

-"I never wanted to be someone so much in my whole childhood life than I wanted to be Katherine Heigl in that movie."

-"I mean, Katherine Heigl, you can't expect anything good to happen after you cut your hair into a bob and dye it brown...I'd know."

-"How old was Ben? SO OLD. Remember Ben? Ugh, I loved Ben."

I'll let you figure out who said what, but My Father, The Hero

Summa, summa, summatime. In a month's time, I'll get to lay by a lake (fingers crossed). Today I'll "settle" for a backyard barbecue while watching the Tony awards on an outdoor projector.

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(This isn't Storytellers. Just a single great recording of Like Rock & Roll and Radio.)

I recommend everyone watch Ray Lamontagne's Storytellers on VH1. I've been watching Storytellers consistently this season, minus Kings of Leon 'cause I just don't care, but Lamontagne's has been the ultimate so far in comparison with Cee Lo, My Morning Jacket, and Death Cab. All these front men have striking qualities in sharing their experience creating music, but Lamontagne has such a quiet genuineness about him. I think most people can attest to being partial to the humble, and this man is humble embodied. You can view the entire episode on VH1's website...if you need a good cry. He talks about how his mother raised him along with his 5 brothers and sisters:

"We were broke...but she made being poor fun somehow...We didn't even know we were poor, really, really? We kinda did. When I went to a friend's house, I knew we were poor. When I ate food at someone's house, I knew we were poor."

He goes on to talk about their pink Ford station wagon named Beula and so on...watch it.

UH OH, someone let Vanny Carlton out to create a new record...I do love that maroon dress. I think we're done here.

Today's a good day. Car wash (check), deposit check (CHECK), gym (Check), catch up blog (in effect), show, dwinks, and dance/laugh/play. Still in all, I'd really like to be a little lawn nypmh at Bonnaroo this weekend! You can catch live performances here. I think before I get ready for the show tonight I'm gonna rub mud all over myself and air percolate to Wiz Khalifa.

This is quite literally what Robyn does at her concerts. She is magic. I could use a Robyn concert in the near future. Each time I see her live it's like getting a cheap face lift. How can you watch this and not realize that she is perfection?

Whoa whoa, they describe one of the sauces as a "creamy surprise". GET IT, Micky D's.

"We used to call these roach clips (holds one up to his mouth like he's smoking a blunt). Yea, you used to clip these on the side and hit it. That way you can get the end without burning your fingers."

-My Father, the Hero

"Teen Wolf premiered on MTV this week, and boy was it on TV!!!"

-Joel McHale on The Soup

You read it right, kids...this chap's surname is FUKUDOME. Like, FUK-U-DOME. I recently came across this sassy ball player while on a run at the gym. Obviously, the only TV options at the gym are the news and sports per request of old men in short shorts and square neck tools, so I suppose I choose the less perplexing channel of the two. So, anyway...Fukudome.

Beirut - East Harlem by Revolver USA

The "new" Beirut single, "East Harlem" was released today. In my opinion the new ending is way bomber than the other ending. Here's to hoping the full album is on its way...with bomb endings AND beginnings. Yee yee yeeeeeee.

It's like that, y'all. I still listen to this entire album all the time. It's a tried and true favorite. I found it weird that this particular song was playing at work the other day. I don't recall ever hearing it on the playlist, and trust, I've heard the damn playlist. I'm not one who thinks there's a destined plan for anyone in life. You're in charge of your own destiny through the choices you make. I do, however, pay attention to signs/happy coincidences that help get you to where you need to be. Sunday is the start of a brand new week. Let it unfold.

So, this Memorial Day I am taking a little time out to remember those who serve for our country by watching the Extreme Home Makeover marathon featuring families of soldiers currently touring in Iraq. I do what I can. Now that I've cried for a straight two hours I need to shake the day up a bit--get this day-off party really bumpin'. Here are two songs I'm currently practicing my "Beyonce booty" (God Bless America) to while Dad's outside grillin' like a villain. Enjoy your Memorial Day, and remember today's extra special daily affirmation: "AMER-I-CAN!!!"

OMG OMG OMG...I'm dying...Did you see that swing in a cage?! I'm spazzin' just like the kids in the promo. I'm hella all like, "VERY COOL," right now! I'm a big fan of children using their imaginations to create super cool worlds for themselves. I eventually hope to live near the woods with my family someday, and let the little tykes loose on all those sticks and pine needles, creating magical fortresses for themselves. But then HGTV comes along and blows my kids' stick forts out of the water. Disney is already making my unborn children selfish...great. I mean, I'M SO EXCITED FOR THIS SHOW!

This blogpost from Caroline's Mode is all I ever wanted. If you know me/notice me, you'd realize my footwear of choice is boots...boots for all seasons!!! Choosing to take the road less traveled, the terrain bodes bumpy at times. I definitely need some rough and tumble footwear as I navigate this life. And right now, I need what I like to call, "nude booties"--Kinda hot...kinda what I think about on a day-to-day basis. Alright, I'm not much in the mood to write about anything at this current moment on a Sunday...I just came across this photo, and boots seemed a relatively safe topic.

"From now on when life hands me lemons I'm gonna slice 'em up into wedges and throw 'em into vodka tonics which I will then sip in a burlesque nightclub that I co-own with actor Taye Diggs and two of the Pussycat Dolls."

-Tom Haverford



Also, I somehow misstepped and forgot to put this clip up. For that, I am ashamed and deeply sorry. Nobody puts Parks and Rec in the corner. I'm really not hating this whole double episode a week thing...PLUS, the producer's cuts of the shows are on Hulu, so that means an extra ten minutes of the best fun ever EVERY EPISODE! Errbody do the Ron Swanson!

Happy Saturday morning, everyone...I'm choosing to celebrate with the reminiscing of Saturday morning cartoons. Pepper Ann, anyone? "She's like one in a mill-IOOOON!"

Don't get it twisted, I was never really a cartoon watcher. I more favored the teen spice of Saved by the Bell: The New Class or that one show where eight(ish) foster kids had to survive on their own after their parents died in a car crash leaving the eldest child (of course, the hawtest and most void of responsibility) to tend to the clan...shenanigans ensue.

I want this. And I want to spell something on a wall in tube lights. This is all very uncomplicated. I'm not gonna get into anything, but uncomplicated would be great right now.

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Tilly is such a mean girl...she's a real bitch.

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Mom found this in the garage with Grandma's things. When you open the drawer at the bottom the people do a Spaniard jig. I used to sit on the floor of Grandma's guest room and play with this while simultaneously being freaked out by how impressively double jointed these Spaniards are. I cannot wait to bring this puppy on my world travels.

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The amount I think about flowers is probably more than the average of all my friends' flower thoughts put together. I like to get really stressed out about not having a favorite and be all like, Molly, ya gotta have a favorite! What will gentleman callers think of your lack of a definitive favorite flower?! Stress no more...Peonies and Ranunculus' top my list of favs. I would especially enjoy it if there were somehow a way to encapsulate a live hummingbird into the floral arrangement, but I guess that gesture is simply a guage of how into me said "caller" is.

I have nothing against poppies either...shit.

"Sorrow is a sad song, but it is also a kind of weird celebration of feeling sorrow... some people like that feeling and they don't want to get rid of it."

-Aaron Dessner

I was late for work today because I had to finish watching Sleepless in Seattle. SO SUE ME. As a result, I was also crying while going into work. I think that probably helps my being "late" cause. Come on, Tom Hanks extending his hand with a simple, "Shall we" on top of the Empire State Building? Stick a fork in me. And then the credits roll while Celine Dion and Chris Botti (though, you always wish it were Peabo Bryson...PEABOOOOO!) serenade the rolling credits with "When I Fall in Love". I'm DONE.

That being said, yea, I'm a sappy girl for sure...but don't go ahead and actually try to sell on your sappy bull, cause I'm still a Ke$ha "Cannibal"...sadly.

"I'm a wanderer. I have no place or time. I'm just drifting on this lonely road of mine."

- Wanderer, Marc Broussard

I love Marc Broussard. I started listening to him in high school, and I always get back to him eventually. Today is a soul kinda day, and Marc seems totally appropriate. Why is it a soul kinda day? Well, it's just that, whenever I'm some place I'd rather be some place else. There are like three recent exceptions (Sharon, CT before I broke my foot, New Years Day, Coachella) I can think of, but otherwise, no. So truly, I have the heart of a wanderer, my friends. I'm thinking I should be a backup singer on a tour. That way I can travel all about. I thought about a cruise, but alas, I'm still scared of Titanic happenings. Some things never change. I also fantasize about cutting off all connections and living in the woods...or in a tree...to which I reminded my friends, "I'd only need like, a little bit of wifi." I miss trees.



And let this little song break your heart. Bye.

Proof that The Secret works. I thought about this hard enough, and it came to fruition! I wanted it so bad. Jim Gaffigan once said, "[the cooking instructions for lean pockets should be take out of package, place directly in toilet." Well, he forgot the stage smack dab in the middle that I like to call "sheer velvety ecstacy in my mouth."

"I am not so much a person as I am a collection of choices."

Spot on...so I guess the only thing this guy excels at beside his stunning impersonation of the Fresh Prince is having 5 second gay themed cameos. I'm down.

The only Cotton commercial I haven't had an adverse reaction to. I mean, I don't think she should put out an album soonish or anything, seeing as she probably got some help from T-Pain's vocoder on this track, but I do think she is the most adorable little lamb! Let's just all thank the heads over at Cotton for not asking Colbie Caillat to do an encore performance of her commercial.

Parks and Rec ALL DAY, ERR DAY. I was slapping the chair arm when I saw this during the episode. Actually, I recommend everyone get onto Hulu and watch the episode entitled "Soulmates". It was absolutely incredible. No, really, I insist you get in on these jokes.

"So excited to be doing a show with you where you DON'T play a bitch."

- Jeff Tidwell

HEY, I'm just doing what comes naturally.

Guy with big head: "I'm gonna keep flirting with you (Lauren) until you get really uncomfortable."

Lauren: (awkward smile/look away)

Molly: "Well, you're making me extremely uncomfortable, if that counts?"

Guy with big head: (blank stare)

NOT EVEN A SLIGHT COMEBACK OR CLEVER QUIP?! I win so easy? Men of Las Vegas, I challenge you to challenge anything.

Kate Bosworth was wearing white cutoff shorts and an American flag t-shirt, so I bought white cutoff shorts and an American flag t-shirt. I really, truly did.

TheVogueDiaries

Texts from last night between Me and Johnny:

Johnny (1:09 am): I'm in the tweee house lookin at tornadoes on youtube!

Me (1:36 am): Night club!!!!

Me (1:37 am): The tornadoes are crazy but...I have to explain something

Me (1:37 am): The only reason ppl say there are more than usual is bc of technology

Johnny (11:30 am): ? Do explain

...all this means to me is that I for sure must have had more than two vodka sodas last night.

"I will cut your clit off and feed it to your mother."

-Said to my friend by her ex's new girlfriend

The Countess Luann would call this "low class", but I call it "perfect". It's the perfect meeting of slutty girl and completely inappropriate.

Yesterday afternoon I was driving in my car, and I had this emotion come to surface that I couldn't quite put my finger on. Anxiety? Sadness? Happiness? Unease? Then "Passenger Seat" by Death Cab started playing, and I swear I could have cried. I didn't...that would have been crazy, but I could have. Then I thought, did the song allow my unknown emotion to surface, or were the feelings of depression I've already associated with the song (at 16, times was hard) to blame? I'm honestly just trying to get to the bottom of this nameless feeling. I should be an author for young adult selections.

Vintage/Homegirl Robyn.

I'd dance this dance, uh, forever.

I know where I've been...and it was not a cute place.

When you go back "home" it is near impossible not to reminisce about what once was. Terrifying.

Springspiration. Lip color that looks like you just ate a lollipop. Mmmm...hmmmm.

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In the timeless words of John Mayer, Jennifer Hudson's head "is bigger than [her] body gives [her] credit for." Lookin' like Star Jones up in here.

For somebody my age, Boy Meets World is about as nostalgic as you can get. I don't normally condone twitter, but if I'm able to see a conversation between Topanga and Shawn...TWEET ON, BROTHERS!

Shout out to Claire White Beyonce Scholes for stumbling upon this perfectly aligned moment in time.

I kid you not that at least once a week I think to myself, "I wonder what Zach Braff is up to." Well, the verdict is still out on that one, but at least I know what he was doing in '93. That Zach Braff...great head of hair on that one.

I found this at around 4 am yesterday (the time I find all my best material). Contemporary musical theatre boys are SO mesmerizing to me, especially ones that can mix better than I do. Morgan Karr and his little ties, little hats, little scarves, and insane range/riffability are especially worth your youtube time.

A good portion of the time I think in facebook statuses. Here are a few examples of things that didn't make the cut:

Molly Rosenberger is "only gonna break, break your, break, break your heart".

Molly Rosenberger is going to reintroduce flexibility stretches into my daily schedule...Now...Who wants to lay on top of me?

Molly Rosenberger sometimes stands pigeon-toed because I like the effect it has on my outfit.

They're not the best, but hey, I don't have a twitter, so these thoughts build over time. Aaaaaaaaaaaand releaaaaaaaaase...

Grey's Anatomy PLUS a whole hour of Sara Ramirez singing? SO many feelings.

But, you know what? Alan Shemper always puts me in a better mood.

If I could put my emotions to a sound RIGHT THIS SECOND they would comparable to a sighing string section...composed but all over the place at the same time. Humph.

Sometimes I think to myself...

You know, Kings of Leon, I really could use somebody.

Let's not misconstrue this though. I mean "use" in the way of hit it and quit it. Hot T'molly's got selfish needs of her own.

Yesterday, I went into work SO pissed off I was about to walk out. I'm super high drama, like hella, ya know? What a difference 9 hours makes because by 12 am when the last towel had been tri-folded and all the candles had been turned into the face-out position I was as happy as a kumquat in early autumn(from my research on google it is suggested that "early autumn" is when the kumquat fruit ripens). There was only one reason for this spectacular emotional 180, and his name is Ginuwine. Don't tell me music isn't a powerful tool because the closing playlist shifted my mood considerably. Ok, ok, it might have also had to do with an accompanying dance party that took place with Sarah...but...WHATEVER.

So, this is happening. I'll buy that the the idea for this movie came before No Strings Attached. I'll only buy it because No Strings Attached was supposed to be called Friends with Benefits, and I'm guessing there was a meeting that went a little something like this:

Movie Exec #1: Well, now what do we call it?

Movie Exec #2: Justin Timberlake is starring in this other one? Huh...We shall call it No Strings Attached, the name of NSYNC's sophomore album.

NSYNC will haunt you forever, Justin. Not even a second row seat at the Oscar's can save you from inevitable association.

I know a lot about a-mindless-lot.

This something wonderful popped up on my newsfeed this evening...You're gonna watch the whole thing, but I wouldn't mind if you forwarded to 1:52 where, I can't help myself, "the power of Christ compels" an incredible dance break.

My heart is leaping. I haven't checked up on these guys in a while, but it's like, I came back around, and they've left me the best gift ever...AND, AH DOWNLOADED. Can't even. "Rich Girl"???! SORRY, CAN'T RIGHT NOW.

Mhmmm...you try and figure this lingo out.

The "WHOA" said by the guy recording really seals the deal.

I'm gonna throw a couple songs your way courtesy of Ray 'Relevant' Lamontagne. The first one is a no-brainer. While I'm doing a bang up job at remaining positive these days, I also thought to myself on the crowded train this morning, "I wish people would try not to touch me as much as I try not to touch them."



The second one I just really like and have yet to grow tired of...and is the wrong answer to my problems. Still holds relevancy. Observation: The first is a little George Strait and the second is a little James Taylor. Ray Lamontagne is all-around money. Bling-blao!

What's happening? It's come to the point where I'm literally writing out how much I can spend on food, toiletries, and transportation per week. What if I need tampons, but I already bought volumizing shampoo the same week? Guess, I'll have to ride it out...No budging, Molls. YOU'RE HELLA POOR. Away, away, I've also been listening to "Uncharted" by Sara Bareilles way too much , but let me ask you this...have you ever had the privilege of feeling like sunshine is shooting from your belly? Like a care bear? Well, Sara makes me feel like an empowered care bear, and it certainly bares (bear, bare...I like where I'm going with this) great results. Today I got compliments such as:

-"You look tan!"

-"You're a manager here right? No? Well, you should be a manager."

-"Molly's in love!" (I, most assuredly, am not.)

Incredible results. But still, they are the direct product of listening to a Sara Bareilles song...gives me the wiggles. It reminds me I'm not too far off from the average twenty-something female living in New York City who wears Uggs and carries a Longchamp bag on the subway. Well, this has simply turned into a rant on Sara Bareilles, who, I'll go on the record as saying has a beautiful voice, so I'm going to keep it real, keep it categorized, and keep this short.

Hold on, now you have to listen to this song. After you watch this you'll understand me when I say...Whoah, Josh Groban, watch it with the banana prop.

"I love humor!"

It's like looking at myself in a mirror.

If Jason Schwartzman is promoting the news, I'm gonna read that news.

Alicia Keys- Try Sleeping with a Broken Heart

I'ma slow it down right now for y'all...

The National- Slow Show

Speaking of The National, I've had this song stuck in my head ALL DAY.

The National - Music - More Music Videos

:( But...It was always you John Slattery.

ABC INTERVIEW WITH CHARLIE SHEEN

"I have one speed. I have one gear. GO!"

If you haven't seen this yet...YOU SHOULD. It's crazy liquid magic.

What? WHAT?! Louboutins that look like pointe shoes?! Dweams come to life! I guess you can buy them here for $164. That must be a lie. They must be Fauxboutins (cutest new term I just coined)...or maybe they are real, and it's my birthday on Monday, and I want them, and I would have no idea what to do with them in this city, and I'd probably just end up keeping them in a box in my closet and only take them out on special occasions to lick the red bottoms. Yea, I'm not sure where my strong urge to lick the bottoms of Louboutins came from, but the urge is curiously strong. PS: Have you ever heard the song "Louboutins" by JLo? I hadn't either until this fateful summer when I realized our very own Johnny Napolitano was very well versed in Jennifer Lopez.

In other news: I just finished the first draft of my second book, now entitled “You’re Not Doing It Right.” It had another title but I discarded it because I always had to say it twice. I would say it, and people would be like, “What?” and then I would say it again and they would go, “Oh,” in a way that suggested they did not care for the title of my book. Like if you name your kid, “Argyle” or something.

- Michael Ian Black

He's finally back writing on his blog. It's definitely worth a read if you fall within the human spectrum.

There was a lady talking to someone on her phone outside of my building last week. She was all like, "Yea! I'm with the guy I met on match.com. I'm totally fine. I'm peeing my pants, he's making me laugh so hard." While I think that's terrible first blind date etiquette, I also imagine I'd be doing the exact same thing if I went on a date with Michael Ian Black. I'm not saying she was on a date with him. He has a wife, but I guess that's not stopping anyone these days. Wait, what was I saying? Right, Michael Ian Black is really funny.

What's amazing is when you can feel your life going somewhere. Like, your life just figured out how to get good. Like, that second.

- My So Called Life

This is what the weekend felt like...Now, let it remain.

How there was only one season of this show, I'll never know. Okay, poor ratings, but like, Claire Danes is a saint. And who wouldn't want to see more Jared Leto on their television? Especially pre 30 Seconds to Mars, sans weird rock star hair, baby faced Jared Leto?

This weekend was, dare I say, the best weekend I've had in the city in...ever. Let me count the ways:

- I got to perform three times with a cast of hilarious and talented actors for decent sized audiences. Though none of my friends came to see me (come on, I had to say it once), I had too many awesoem people on stage with me to care for reals.

- Jon "Nugget" Sangster and I made our NYC debut together. We could see Broadway from the window, so it counts as a special monumental moment in our friendship. We've come a long way from gymanstics performances in Pull-Ups.

- I drank a good portion of free wine.

- I drank a free shot (courtesty of Kat) too. I'd tell you what I had to do to get the shot, but I think a little mystery is more intriguing. Plus, if yous real innerested you can always get at me on my cellular device.

- I got to share two cab rides home with Claire who lives but three blocks from me. Pleasant result: severely reduced cab fares.

- Upon coming home at 4am one morning, I was greeted by a package of NEW SHOES! I woke up at noon with said shoes on my feet. There's not much better of a way to start a new day.

- I lost my script, my debit card, and I got caught in the rain. Thirty minutes later I found my script. Four hours later I found the debit card. It was still raining.

- Chips and salsa were involved somewhere in here.

- This weekend solidified a lady friendship between a blonde, brunette, and a redhead...Watch out for us...coming soon to a city location nearest YOU.

- I DANCED ON A TABLE TO BONE THUGS-N-HARMONY.

Can't touch this. Thank you to everyone who made this weekend possible. For you, I am truly grateful.

"I'M A VERY SEXY BABY."

Ladies and gentleman, there are few things funnier than a sexy baby joke. FEW.

EELS- All the Beautiful Things

Well, this is one of the most nauseatingly sweet songs I've ever heard.

Being a Dickhead's Cool

I got this from my friend Ryann whom, by the by, is a wonderful human. Enjoy this catchy tune, courtesy of all our dickhead peers.

VideoVom

Videos keep building up in my favorites column, and I have to start the purge:

1.


"JEEEWWWWWWWWWWWS." Pete Holmes, you's hysteeeerical.

2.

Wildfox Couture - Vive La France from ny lon on Vimeo.

WILDFOX SPRING 2011...funs.

3.


"End of the Road" from The Mickey Mouse Club. This is an obvious choice. I love how appreciated glasses were in the 90s. They should still be cherished nowadays. Glasses are really hot in an "I just rolled out of bed" kinda way (coming from the girl who never wore glasses, therefore having a jaded perception on this matter). Also, I love how serious the third kid is...and how he bares a striking resemblance to my first grade teacher, Ms. Edwards.

4.


"Motown Philly" from The Mickey Mouse Club. I must have been super specific in my youtube search this particular night: Boyz II Men, MMC, drunkgirl. I can promise you some baby Timberlake and Gosling in this video though. PLUS, A GLIMPSE OF CAN'T MISS, PREMATURE PUBERTY FROM 0:46-0:52.

5.


Erica Sobol performing her own choreography. Check out more of her work on her youtube channel.


6.


DRUNK BABY.

"Let's sing a French song to a French woman." Around the 5:20 mark you will hear "Awake My Soul" partially in French...I'm wholely enraptured.

I have a million things to say about this, but I can't figure out where to start. Am I trying to describe "speechless"?

AW YEA, I got the day off from work. This means I'll be having a glorified club day...Club days simply include partying all day like you "juh, juh, juh, juh, juuuuuuuuuuust got paid." I make perfect sense to myself.

My So Called Life is officially on instant netflix...great news.

Last night I watched the 1981 version of Arthur starring Dudley Moore. I became curious about it after having seen a poster for the new remake on my way home from work. After the calamity that was Russel Brand on Saturday Night Live, I'm shying away from seeing him in...anything. I'm not sure why it's being redone. The original is close to perfect. Dudley Moore is a genius. Liza Minelli is a star. In the new trailer they didn't even make any mention of Minelli's character. They do, however, show tons and tons of Jennifer Garner, whose character in the original is very minimal. Furthermore, the new movie won't have a theme song written by Christopher Cross, and isn't that the ultimate downgrade?

Arthur (1981)

Linda: Have you ever been in love?

Arthur: No. You?

Linda: No, but when I was little I thought the moon followed me.

Arthur: What?

Linda: Well, I would walk, and I thought the moon went any place I did.

Arthur: That's sweet.

Linda: Oh, I know it's silly, but I was only eight years old. I thought it meant that something special was gonna happen to me someday, so I've been waiting.

Michael Jackson- Pretty Young Thing

I'm gonna bet you a lot of things right now. You bet I'm closing at Anthro tonight...You BET this song repeats at least three times on the closing playlist. YOU BET I LOVE IT.

"Suckin' that head" with Paul Dean. What a slut! Love you, girl.

BEST NEW COUPLE ALERT

Etta James- Sunday Kind of Love

I couldn't wait till Sunday to post this...Ms. James is as sultry as they come.

I loves dance class with NappyTabs...go to 3:00 for some super fierce ladies.

Mama got a bwand new pair of shoesies. I wore a hole through the bottom of the pair I bought in May that were similar to these. Also, these retail at $175, but I got 'em for $70. Sometimes these things just happen. Snappety snaps.

"Pissed."

It’s my day off tomorrow. Let’s go shopping.

TheVogueDiaries

Another grievance: working in customer service is infuriating because, well, people suck.

For someone with mild (maybe an understatement) anxiety, New York City is probably not the best place to exist. The buildings are closing in…MUST.HAVE.SPACE.

as i was putting on my tights just now, i couldn’t help but catch myself looking at my legs longingly, as if i’d missed them or as if they’d gone away.

then i recalled how beautiful i felt they were when they were wrapped around your torso. they felt longer, sturdier, warmer then; my whole body feels more valuable when it’s with yours.

- Codi

I cried. My friends are beautiful poets.

This song makes me feel like I'm 900 pounds...but...in a good way.

Give a man a fish, and you feed him for a day. Don’t teach a man to fish, and you feed yourself. He’s a grown man. Fishing is not that hard.

- Ron Swanson

Blake McGrath- Stage Fright

Oh oh OH, this is so trashy…and I love it.

This song is shexy for realz...and yea, girl, I hope you are ready for Chad Michael Murray.

Those who are trying to find love will end up with hatred, frustration and insanity. Those who are trying to find wealth will end up totally neurotic, psychotic and totally crab. Because if you are trying to find something, you have basically, intentionally, intuitively, and individually accepted that you do not have it.

- Yogi Bhajan via Wildfox

Just thinkin'...

Werning's "Back to the Future" Photo Installation...Awesome.

Bill Hader Reveals the Origins of Saturday Night Live’s Stefon

I figured this song would have blown up more than it did...it sure is making a hefty appearance on my ipod.

If my room wasn't so small, I'd implement a DJ Roomba into my life scenario.

Fashion show montages are always a delight.

"This is how you eat iiiiit."

I love the Nicki Minaj CD! I sometimes listen to “Roman’s Revenge” when I’m going to school drunk.

- Johnny Napolitano

Oh, yea, realist artist for the stars!!! This cutie, Kiley, and I are about to partake in a little margarita hump-day treat.

Boy band Ryan Gosling is my new favorite Ryan Gosling. Note the 1:30 point for his star entrance and 3:05 for some classy 90s moves.

Per request of Riley Mcilveen, I've started watching Parks and Recreation. I also started with season 2, as he informed me that season 1 was a little bit of a crock. I wish life was as easy as skippin' all the bullshit to get to the good stuff. Wait, that just sounds like the plot line to that terrible Adam Sandler movie, Click, so I'm taking back what I just said.

A kiss from the Biebs has Chelsea all a twitter. What he had to say about Lady Gaga’s entrance at The Grammy’s? “People say it’s artistic…I’m just like, she’s an egg.” Boy, you so wise ‘n sheit.

Not a stock photo…all mine.

Taran Killam…you SO funny. I strongly urge everyone to watch this video that I, myself, can’t quit laughing at. Thanks Taran, for making the mostly unfunny business of SNL (sad) a joy to watch once more. I wish they’d just let Tina Fey pick the cast.

Such a sweet, sweet cherub! Flawless complexion…but I don’t think he’s so much Proactiv as he is Proairbrushmakeup. Never say never to lookin’ cute, Biebs.

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This girl WERKS the red carpet, time after time.

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Ke$ha? Is that you?! Eep, sorry Miley/cool it on the drugs, mmkay?

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I imagine Katy Perry put these wings on tonight and just went, “yea…totally.”

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Phone Conversation With My Father

Me: Hey.

Dad: Hey…wait, you’re in New York still, yes?

Me: Yea.

Dad: So, it’s 12:30 am your time?

Me: Uh yea.

Dad: Well, Happy Valentines Day, Sweetheart.

I don’t need anyone but you Daddy Warbucks…achem…Rosenberger.

It’s like…come on. Jack, Mikey, Mabel, Doogie, Kevin Arnold, and stuffed shells made for a hum dinger of a Saturday night!

Today is the day...Never Say Never, the Bieber biopic is being released in theaters nationwide! I think I may go to the late night viewing, so it weeds out a lot of the younger kids but retains some of the tweens who are really excited that mom let 'em see a movie super late(similar to my feelings about the Lizzie McGuire Movie). I'm flying solo on this mission...probably pretending I work at some media outlet where they're forcing me to see the movie opening weekend, so the article I write will be hot on the press Monday morning!

PS: I like that this video is not so much showcasing the Biebs' voice but more so his adorable haircut. Nice aerial shots, Mom.

Dress up your sportswear and dress down your formal wear.

- Luciano Barbera

This is definitely right.

Stateless- Bloodstream

I heard this song for the first time tonight on my Pandora. In the middle of a Starbucks on 87th Avenue…my body reacted in a way that is not publicly condoned. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand we’re crossing our legs.

If anyone needs me, I’ll be incognito at my local Starbucks…reading the book my father purchased for me…because life after college didn’t exactly “work out”.

“Hey.” - My dog, Tillie

Ooo, girl. We’s havin’ the same kinda day.

Literally, a magical human.

"Go sing, too loud
Make your voice break- Sing it out
Go scream, do shout
Make an earthquake...

You wish fire would die and turn colder
You wish young eyes could see you grow older
We should always know that we can do anything

Go drum, too proud
Make your hands ache - Play it out
Go march through crowds
Make your day break...

You wish silence released noisy drummers
You wish white noise surrendered to summers
We should always know that we can do everything

Go do, you'll know how to
Just let yourself, fall into landslide

Go do, you'll know how to
Just let yourself, give into flood tide

Go do!

Tie strings to clouds
Make your own lake - Let it flow
Throw seeds to sprout
Make your own break - Let them grow

Let them grow (Endless summers)
Let them grow (Endless summers)

(Go do endless summers)

You wish surprise would never stop wonders
You wish sunrise would never fall under

You wish surprise would never stop wonders
You wish sunrise would never fall under
We should always know that we can do anything

Go do."

OKAY, DENISE.

(note...this is improv)

You cannot get the second things by putting them first; you can get second things only by putting first things first

- CS Lewis ‘First and Second things’

The truest of truths in my life right now.

A Conversation Between A Mother And Her Daughter

Mom: You need to lose the negative attitude, Missy.

Me: Mom, I don’t know what I’m doing.

Mom: You’re gonna have to figure that out.

Me: Oh, Ye of wonderful advice!

Mom: Well…

Me: Talk to you later. Bye.

I’m a sweetie.

Speaking of sweethearts, you can suck my dick.

- Drew Barrymore in Going the Distance (which I’ve watched about 18 times in the past 2 months because I find it to be that great)

I want to be like water, I want to slip through fingers but hold up a ship.

- Michelle Williams

SWV- Weak

These past couple days have really been BOYZ II MEN Pandora Radio kinda days...which inevitably led me to this slow jam. Everybody, hop in my Delorean, and let's take a trip back to SWV's "Weak".

Me and Riley McLovin…Just a couple of crazy kids who can’t figure out how to synchronize a photo montage. Just like life, we’ll figure it out one day.

RILEY IS THE FUNNIEST MAN ALIVE

I beg of you, if you only read one post from my bestie Riley’s blog, I DON’T KNOW WHEN TO STOP…Read THIS ONE. I’m doing you a favor. He’s got wit, that one.

At rehearsal.

Jacob: Isn’t it cool when hipsters wear their hats like this…like, “You wouldn’t even believe how warm the top of my head is right now.”

Me: Its protecting the awesome part of their brain.

Jacob: Yes. The cerebral ironic cortex.

Last night I went to my friend Brooklyn’s Chola/o themed birthday party. There I met Jason. There we had this conversation:

Me: Cute tattoo, Papi. Who is Abula?

Jason: Oh, it was my childhood friend. We juiced to play togayther in my hood when we was younger. (Cries) R.I.P. Abula!!!

Me: I thought it would have said Abuela, but ees whatever.

Jason: It was supposed to, but Kayla left out the ‘e’, so I made up a story about my childhood friend, Abula.

My baby muffin, Johnny, made me dinner tonight. I has love in my life.

I Used To Be Fat - MTV Shows

I pray you've already realized that MTV's I Used to be Fatis the best new show on television. I also hope you agree that A&E's Heavy got a little too serious too fast, especially after a depressing helping of Intervention which airs just before Heavy. Sorry A&E television for adults, but MTV got it right this time. Besides the every once-in-a-while tantrum from the spoiled teen who for sure, definitely, totally is "gonna throw up" if they don't stop working out this second, it's inspirational television at its best...AND Oprah didn't lay a finger on it. This week's episode features overweight teen, Jordan and his too-pumped trainer, Joey. However, Joey takes on the dual role of trainer and mentor to Jordan whose mom has struggled with alcohol addiction for the greater part of his life. I know. It's a good one. You know what else is good? When trainer Joey teaches Jordan his trademark move, "the boom", which he uses to attract scores of women(?). I don't know what it is, but I have a feeling that this Joey character is going to become (besides my boyfriend) a really big deal. Please, do yourself a snow day favor, and watch this episode on mtv.com. Above, is a sneak peek clip of Joey which I'm using to effectively woo you.

Ok, I’ll admit…I was never really fond of Helena Bonham Carter. Come on, her outer appearance would lead anyone to believe she was some kind of witch lady. She wore two different colored shoes at the Golden Globes. I mean, WHY FOR?! But tonight was the fateful night that I, Molly Rose, would now join Team Helena. Tonight I watched Conversations With Other Women. I’ve waited so long to see it because Netflix told me I would only like it 2.8 much, so I shyed away from it until I saw it mentioned on tumblr today. I liked it way more than 2.8 much!

Carter is completely captivating (and not at all witch lady looking) as this bad ass who has learned to accept the marriage in which she has trapped herself. Though there are a few slight said moments of regret, the moments are shortlived as she snaps back into the tangible reality of the life she now lives. She’s such the independent…such the heartbreaker…perfect. And for that matter, Aaron Eckhart, you won my approval tonight as well. Till now I thought you were just Catherine Zeta-Jones’ sous-chef in that one movie my mom watches all the time, insisting it’s “so good” and you’re ”so hot.” Whatever, Mom. He’s so much more than that. Still, Carter stole my girly heart in Conversations With Other Women, which I definitely, definitely recommend you all creep on.