
This afternoon/evening Mom and I went to see Julie and Julia. Boy, was it cute. Made me want to grow up a little. (Just an inch) And start a cooking blog. Ha-ha.
I love cookbooks and the fifties and New York City and little apartments and thirty-year-olds. Thirty is my new favorite age that I haven't gotten to yet. It never seemed glamorous before, but twenty is approaching you know.
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Sometimes I blame my liberal outlook on my father's conservative one. Although I truly believe in my beliefs (does that make sense?) often I feel like I should be "against the man" by nature. Not that I'm that rebellious, just very defensive. Too defensive?
There's a lot of women in my field-a lot of feminists at that. Personally, I love a woman in the home. (That doesn't mean she's not independent, necessarily!) Sometimes I feel that I should be rejecting "the housewife" role though. It's not pc always.
Nowadays I'm not so sure too many middle-class "housewives"exist. I think "Julie and Julia" perfectly represented the women of their times. Julie Powell was (maybe she still is?) worked in an office but came home and devoured every recipe from Child's cookbook. Isn't that dreamy? Her relationship with her husband was pretty darn cute too. She wasn't perfect, but even her imperfections made me want to be her.
I give "Julie and Julia" two thumbs up because it made my day. It will make you stop dieting and realize you love to eat. (and that's OKAY) It will make you want to buy Julia Child's cookbook. It also might make you burn down your kitchen. (this is not okay)
This past year I've been so self-conscious. I dodged the freshman-15 but did not dodge the freshman-8. The past couple months I've spent doing pilates and yoga on the tv. And eating not much of anything. The truth is, there's some hunk in Columbus, Ohio who can cook some mother-fucking delicious pad thai. He loves cooking and I love to eat what he makes. So to hell with the dance world! You'll find me at the gym this year, but you will not find me taking shots of wheatgrass juice.
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