Welcome to the monthly digest. This end-of-the-month roundup will be replacing my failed series, "this week, in my brain" which turned out to be wayyyy too much work and started being the only post I could manage to write every week. I know it's a sad loss to bear, but I've decided to restore it as a monthly, rather than weekly, fixture. The gist is that I write about things that I saw, read, heard, used or ate this month that I enjoyed but couldn't be arsed to write an entire blogpost on.
Yeah, I generated a fake tombstone for it. Alright let's get to it.
I don't really buy merch, I may love you, but I'm still pretty unlikely to wear a stiff t-shirt with your face on it. So when Lucy came out with tea as merch in time for Summer in the City I had a smidgen of an identity crisis because I was ALL OVER THAT SHIT. Take my money Lucy, just take it. Anyway the tea itself is delightful - it's a vanilla infused roobois that's pretty sweet on it's own and caffeine free so it's basically become my sleep elixir of choice. She customised the packaging too, and it's seriously cute. Here's hoping she makes it available online soon because I'm down to my last teabag!!
I'm currently developing a mystery so I'm trying to watch a lot of them. This is a bit tricky because I'm a major scaredy cat and get nightmares like nobodies business. This series is based on a popular Danish series - which in all honesty I skipped because I started watching for research and was hoping to multi-task which makes subtitles simply impossible to me. In essence - I am lazy. Anyway this series had me hooked through it's first case - the murder of Rosie Larsen. What I found amazing about this show is how closely it examined the grief of the victim's family. Their story trumped all others in my opinion, it gave so much more weight to the investigation and did something that few other crime shows do - allow the audience to fully empathise with those affected by a crime. I've stopped watching now because I imagine they'll move on to another case now and I've been told by a few birdies that it's not worth watching past season 2. Seems to be the way with these kinds of shows, sadly. (Still haven't watched S2 of True Detective for fear of shattered expectations!!)
Estée's 1 Million Subscribers Party.
Earlier this month I got to attend Estée's #thanksamillion party which she threw for a lucky handful of viewers as a celebration of her hitting 1 million subscribers on YouTube. It was such a swish evening - we got to carve our own rings under the supervision of the two lovely ladies from The Workbench. The food was incredible and it was such a lovely and cool group of people and a great venue and all in all it was basically as dreamy as it seems in the video below. Congrats on hitting 1 mill Estée!!
Dyptique Eau Rose Perfume.
Oh Dyptique - you and your effing beautiful branding and your glorious smells. This stuff isn't cheap but wow does it ever make you feel like a fancy lady. I picked up the rollerball version of this perfume from Liberty a while ago which made for a great tester but not a great travelling companion (can you say leakage?). At the end of July Charlie and I celebrated our 2 year anniversary and the little punk surprised me with a full bottle of my favourite scent! I've been wearing it a bunch and it is really amazing what a spritz of nice perfume can do to your mood. Who knows, this perfume could be a life long love affair.
Diary of a First Time Director on Scriptnotes.
I had a pretty magical day on my birthday - and it all started with seeing The Diary of a Teenage Girl at the Prince Charles Cinema. I've been following the film for a few months or so and listened to Scriptnotes interview with writer/director Marielle Heller. She talks about the process of making the film - how she dealt with some of the logistical and technical issues - and how long she spent spinning this story. Can I just say every-time I hear a woman talking about directing I get an instant shot of adrenaline and just want to work hard and make movies? I'm so happy that this film is getting the attention it deserves because damn - it was so good. I'm not a film reviewer and if I try I will do a brutal job but just please see it. Also this was Marielle's FIRST FILM. The film is just such a triumph and the fact that was her first is both awe-inspiring and jealousy-inducing. Girl has skills, and I can't want to follow her career.
I knew of Julie in university (she was a friend of a friend of a friend and in the same department as me) but have only recently met her, taken her out for romantic italian tapas and decided that she is so great. Julie is an actress with some serious expertise in the kitchen and she combines these two skills to create what is ultimately my favourite cooking show on YouTube - Feeling Peckish. She does a variety of video formats - but my favourite (and thankfully the thing she does the most of) is her movie-themed recipes. Click the trailer below for a taste:
Shits about to get personal. With everything going on surrounding Planned Parenthood in the USA - I'm feeling extremely grateful and lucky to have the kind of access I do to sexual health here in the UK. Taking care of your sexual health can be easily shrouded in embarrassment, guilt and altogether avoidance but it really shouldn't be. Sexual healthcare IS healthcare. And I'm so lucky that in the UK I can walk into a sexual health clinic and be tested, get any kind of birth control and have peace of mind that someone is looking out for my reproductive health with care and consideration. I've been ill recently, and my GP couldn't figure out what was wrong with me despite many blood tests and appointments. Near the same time I visited the Sexual Health clinic to replenish my birth control, and they found something my GP didn't. After treatment, I am mostly back to normal. It scares me to consider what would have happened if I had been living in the US. What I had can render women infertile if it goes on for too long - and it was something that went entirely amiss by my GP. My trips to the sexual health clinic are always free of shame and fear - the clinicians are always kind and compassionate. They give me peace of mind knowing that no matter what - someone will be there looking out for my health, whenever I need them. And now that I have that access - it seems so absurd and scary to me that any other person should be denied that kind of care by their government.
I don't remember how I happened upon Rah Rah's song "Prairie Girl" but I think it was a year or two ago and I think I was putting together some romantic mixtape of Canadian musicians for Charlie who was headed off to my homeland for the first time, and without me. *sniff* I managed to channel my jealous rage into making him a very cute care-package - complete with a Canuck dictionary and a toonie so that he could buy himself a TImmies. Anyway - I was seeking out some lesser known Canadian tunes and found this gem. To be really honest - every time I hear this song I imagine I'm the lead singer of this band and I'm surprising everyone I know on-stage with an out of the blue performance - like SURPRISE I'M IN THIS AWESOME BAND NOW AND WE RULE. Apparently the Lizzie McGuire Movie has poisoned my soul (in the best way). Rah Rah has a new album out called Vessels and it is also a treat.
Oskia Renaissance Mask.
My friend Marion sent me a coupon from Oskia, which was the only thing that could possibly entice me to fork out this much moula on a face mask. Considering my face is a bit battered from some unwelcome guests on my chin, exfoliating and encouraging cell-turnover is something I'm after. Unfortunately a lot of products promising this kind of action are a bit too harsh for my skin, and wind up leaving my skin the exact opposite of smooth. I've had to nurse my skin back to health about three times now after convincing myself that maybe this time Alpha H Liquid Gold won't burn the absolute shit out of my face. I'm driven to this kind of self-harm when I spend too much money on a product assuring magical results, apparently. Thankfully I haven't regretted buying this mask - it exfoliates so gently and seems to be helping my skin recover from some less than cute acne scars. Not to mention it's a pretty luxe product and it makes me feel fancy as hell.
Ben is at the TIFF.
I met Ben in film school wayyy back when and dear god he must be one of the funniest people I've ever met. His brand of humour is this kind of high-off-life enthusiasm and earnest melodrama that just feels so refreshing and enjoyable to watch. Despite how wonderful he is in his videos and also during his stint as a Cineplex pre-show host - Ben's true talent lies in filmmaking - and I can't wait to see what he makes next. His 'Ben is at the TIFF' videos are ones I legitimately save for watching on the television with my boyfriend because they are just so damn special.
Thanks to Lex for inviting me as her +1 to the UK premiere of The Intern! All in all it was a really fun night out and I got to breathe the same air as Anne Hathaway and Robert De Niro. It was hilarious to see De Niro's approach to the fanfare vs Hathaway's, who is so well media trained and smiley while De Niro is just OVER IT. I suppose he can be, seeing as the work he has under his belt. The film was cute, and I really loved parts of it but it didn't quite commit to the tone of the film, or at least the tone I was hoping for. The last ten minutes I spent with my thumbs decidedly down, wishing the film had rolled the credits by now. Part of me wonders if test audiences or some exec was unimpressed by the concept of a story where a happily ever after doesn't include a romantic pairing. In the end all was tied up in a pretty bow which will impress some audiences but certainly not me. Also - I feel a bit miffed at the lack of Nat Wolff screen time! But god it was cute - good for a watch but won't get The-Holiday-level-repeat viewings from me. Still in love with Nancy Meyers, though. They also threw a smashing after-party with themed cocktails and free macaroni and cheese. We had a few goes in the photo-booth. Evidence below.
That's all for September, you've been a splash.