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I kid you not when I say that I was blubbering like a little baby last night at the end of LOST. I never used to cry at movies and TV but I find that as I'm getting older (okay, "older") I tend to tear up way more easily. By the time I'm my mother's age, I, too, might be crying at Cotton commercials. Last night, though, my family had to make sure I was okay because I was crying so hard. No, I wasn't okay! LOST is over!
All right, actually, what had the waterworks going more than this being the end of one of my favorite TV shows was the way that this series ended. The LOST guys never cease to amaze, so naturally this ending was kickass. And poignant. All the reunions between the long-lost couples made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside (especially Juliet and Sawyer because I love any scene that involves Sawyer), but, at the risk of spoiling things (too bad, you should have watched), it wasn't until the end that you understood the poignancy of the reunions: the flashbacks weren't memories of an alternate universe, but of life before death. And so the crux of the episode - of the series? - is that we are all reunited in death. We lose each other and we fail and die but it doesn't matter because everything is okay in the end. It's a gorgeous image, to think of heaven like that - a Unitarian Church where all the most important people in your life are waiting for you. And so I blubbered.
And for some LOST comic relief: This clip is slightly raunchy but ever-so-funny.
What are you up to? Tonight I have my first shift at my new waitressing job, and tomorrow morning I'm running my first ever 10k. Lots of firsts. Wish me luck! Hope it is sunny and bright this weekend in your corner of the world.
You might all remember my slightly large girl crush on Amanda Seyfried. I was going for a run yesterday thinking that my new Self magazine should be coming soon (it's the only magazine I subscribe to) and I went to my mailbox and found her on the cover.
I don't love the fake tan look on the cover here - I like that she's naturally pale - it leaves hope for us fair-skinned girls. Still, she can't exactly look bad, can she?
Do you think that's her real hair? Because it's kind of amazing.
I'd also just like to let you all know that I used my minimal knowledge of graphic design to make a new header for the blog. Yes, I drew that globe all by myself! And I am very excited about it.
My creativity comes more in the form of words than in colors and images, so I continually marvel at the artistic sensibilities that all my favorite design bloggers have. I absolutely love Amy M.'s "Living In" post over at Design*Sponge. She used stills from the 2005 film version of Pride and Prejudice for design inspiration. How fabulous would it be to feel like you're living in this movie, all the time?
Those boots. I die.
And this silk brocade is beautiful - feminine and old-fashioned in all the right ways.
Actually, all the Living In entries are awesome. What a fun job.