’30’s are Weird … Pt. III .

THIRTY REASONS

{ that’s not true }

OUR THIRTIES

{ Pt. III is here : see what I mean }

ARE WEIRD

{ … }

AS F.

{ … }

Pt. III .

{ Thirties. Right now, as we speak, the biological age of “The ’30’s” — I apologize, in advance, if anyone perceived this to be about the 1930’s, which really wasn’t that weird … but almost equally as tragic — is a true Phenomena. International, Technological, Cultural, Economical, Political: being ’30 during the latter teens of the Millennium is quite harrowing + requires the emergence of a completely new Cultural Identity. }

This is a 3 Part Post : 30 Reasons Our Thirties, in 2017, are Weird. As F.
I will publish in 3 installments — possibly a week apart, possibly more. { I can’t say. I’m a confused 30-something: give me some space. } Whilst reading, you will either completely relate, + I will give Voice to our Unidentified Generation. Or — possibly And — you will deem me crazy. With outdated cultural references, an over-reliance on “Mean Girls,” shoddy extended metaphors, an illegible Writing Voice { hey I’m not gonna’ change that }, and someone who is clearly incredibly neurotic + insecure about her ’30’s. … But hey, at least I can admit it.

Cont’d. from Part II { posted Tues., 5.9.2017 }

Not yet in my ’30’s, celebrating my friend’s 30th. … #meta.

Thirty Reason your Thirties, in 2017, are Weird. AF. 

In condescending order of importance.

10. Money + The Great Unknown. … What is “healthy”?

Student loan debt v. “healthy” credit card debt v. “healthy” retirement v. … Too many variables. Don’t even tell me to speak with a Financial Advisor, because honestly, current-’30-somethings are the Lost Audience. I don’t want to know what was healthy for my parents at age ’30-something. I want to know what’s healthy for me. And, thing is, Globalization is changing our World so quickly … that No One Knows.

9. Dog Moms + Cat Lady’s. We joke but … we’re actually self-conscious.

Is ’30’s too young to become full-on Dog Moms/Dads + Cat Lady’s/Sir’s?? Maybe, we’re just growing up too damn fast. …

8. Lifestyle + Travel. So you’re unmarried, yes … and no kids??

Well, my friend, you have the world at your finger tips. Oh, but you were also late getting your career started because — recession — and you’re not sure about too much credit card debt because — student loan debt! — so … where does travel fit in.

  • Do we vacation every once in a while??
  • Do we turn travel into a Lifestyle and start small with day-trips + Staycations.
  • Most Importantly : Is it still okay to couch surf at your friends. … Or is that what Air BnB is for. Never a debate in my ’20’s. But not that I’m ’30+ … couch surf is unreasonable? And, apparently, it’s also a thing.

7. Tiny Houses. Studies have shown

Jk, Tiny Houses have barely existed long enough to show how much they:

  • decrease in value
  • tear relationships apart
  • come loose at the screws — quite literally — whilst driving on the side-road before the freeway road, let alone the hairpin road to that National Park you dreamed of visiting … in your Tiny House.

Don’t get me wrong. I fully want to build as well as live in one. Don’t get me wrong.

{  Surprise!
There are only 25 reasons … and that’s a stretch.  }

1. Social Media RevolutionDid 2012 change everything? YES.

  • Personal Experience – Exhibit 1My older brother is 4 years older than me, and our childhoods, including high school, quite similar : internet happened at school & Encyclopedia Britannica flanked bibliographies.
  • Personal Experience – Exhibit 2My younger brother is 6 years younger than me, and our childhoods, especially high school, quite differed : he IM’ed anytime of day { not just after 9pm }, Facebook { ‘nough said }, + he obtained his 1st cell phone as a freshman in High School — 4 years earlier than me.
  • Blow Your Mind MomentStill — regardless of these vast differences named in E2 — a 2003 high school graduate and a 2010 high school graduate have much more in common than, say … anyone in high school in-and-around 2012. In other words :

If you’re 10-ish years my junior { 20 – 23, 24 } right now, we are all Millennials … and still Universes apart. Why?

It’s not just cell phones. It’s not just WiFi. It’s not just Facebook. It’s not even Twitter. It’s Share-E-Bus! The Three-Headed Social Media Beast-Dog. In 2012, Facebook acquired Instagram, mainstreaming the latter { trust me : Insta was once obscure + so much better }, and Snapchat grew in usage. Social Media devoured Adolescent / Emerging Adult’s { see past posts! } lifestyles.

I’m not sure if Share-E-Bus guards the Underworld or has opened its gates for actual Hell on Earth. 

But I do know that Social Media is no longer just an add-on. A side-dish we use to complement our meal or an appetizer before the actual interaction. Social Media is the Main Course: a mainstream channel through which current ’20-somethings — certainly generations younger — actually interact + socialize. I’m not saying they don’t meet-up IRL. { This isn’t Virtual Reality, yet. } But I am saying that Share-E-Bus devours all. … And its gnarly three heads has devoured the 2nd half Millennials, and future Generations, more than it has ANY of us.

Mind . Blown .

In Summary, ’30’s are just … weird . … a . f.

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X . 

’30’s are Weird … Pt. II .

THIRTY REASONS

{ that’s not true }

OUR THIRTIES

{ wait for Pt. III : see what I mean }

ARE WEIRD

{ … }

AS F.

{ … }

Pt. II .

{ Thirties. Right now, as we speak, the biological age of “The ’30’s” — I apologize, in advance, if anyone perceived this to be about the 1930’s, which really wasn’t that weird … but almost equally as tragic — is a true Phenomena. International, Technological, Cultural, Economical, Political: being ’30 during the latter teens of the Millennium is quite harrowing + requires the emergence of a completely new Cultural Identity. }

This is a 3 Part Post : 30 Reasons Our Thirties, in 2017, are Weird. As F.
I will publish in 3 installments — possibly a week apart, possibly more. { I can’t say. I’m a confused 30-something: give me some space. } Whilst reading, you will either completely relate, + I will give Voice to our Unidentified Generation. Or — possibly And — you will deem me crazy. With outdated cultural references, an over-reliance on “Mean Girls,” shoddy extended metaphors, an illegible Writing Voice { hey I’m not gonna’ change that }, and someone who is clearly incredibly neurotic + insecure about her ’30’s. … But hey, at least I can admit it.

Cont’d. from Part I { posted Wed., 4.26.2017 }

Thirty Reason your Thirties, in 2017, are Weird. AF. 

In condescending order of importance.

“It’s so new, in fact, that most boomerang kids and their parents are still struggling to make sense of it. Is living with your parents a sign, as it once was, of failure? Or is it a practical, long-term financial move?,” -Adam Davidson, “New York Times”

20. Non-Trendy TrendsettersEmerging Adulthood : The previous post used some Logic / “logic proof” to contextualize Emerging Adulthood. { #29 … if you can get through that, we are bff. } The real irony is that ’30-somethings have the responsibility of setting a new trend. Think about it this way:

  • Fact. ’30-somethings are NOT trendy. I’m sorry, we can’t try to take this from the 2nd-half Millennials. We just need to know when is when, and what is fleek is fleek.
  • Truth. … And yet. It is True that the ’30’s need some New Life. New Voice. New Perspective. New Benchmarks. (#21)
  • Conundrum. So, what?? It’s up to the non-trendy to … set the new trend?

I do NOT got this. If you do — let. me. know.

19.  Boomerang Generation. This is a confusing time in our history, and definitely messes with the cultural identity of ’30-somethings. Read link to understand.

18. Marriage. Nope!

17. Kids. Also no.

If you’re a 30-something who is married, or on their way, or who has had children, or is on their way — hell, if you’re a ’20-something who has : this post does not apply.

16. Where do we sit at the bar?? Obviously, with our friends.

But, where do we actually want to sit? Is it weird if we end up near a group of ’20-somethings + don’t mind it. Does it mean we’re living in our past?? Are we still weirded-out if we sit near obviously older-somethings: say — gasp! — ’40’s, even though we’re now older?

  • Don’t pretend like you haven’t wondered this.
  • We’re all imagining Cady Heron’s drawing of her HS cafeteria. And please be impressed that this is my 3rd  4th “Mean Girls” reference …

15.  OMG. Are we still allowed to say this??

I mean actually say — Oh. Em. Gee — or is that “beneath” us. But we’re still allowed to type it right? … This technology revolution is confusing. It is messing with our development. TBH IRL #icannoteven b/c IDEK. <– Wave of our Future Language, PS.

14. 401K + Projecting. This matters. And yet … will we actually be able to retire?

We grew-up with Enron + Madoff: we know that companies can just lose our money. So … do we continue to invest in our 401K’s because this is what people do … or do we learn from history and redefine this? That’s a large-charge.

  • TBH. This isn’t just our battle.
  • But also. … Doesn’t it feel like we need to spearhead it?

13. Organized Hobbies. I’m lost.

It was cool + normal to have organized hobbies — i.e. kickball — in your ’20’s. And it’s totally badass to join an Artist’s Guild or a Rec Soccer League in your ’40’s: it’s a resurgence, a Renaissance of sorts. But, in your ’30’s, unless you’re an actually >> good << artist + unless you’re like vying for semi-pro sports … doesn’t it feel weird to engage in organized hobbies? It’s like brandishing to the world —

I HAVE NO S.O. I HAVE NO HOUSE I NEED TO TEND. I HAVE NO CHILDREN. I AM THE LOST ’30’S FIRST-HALF MILLENNIAL OF MY GENERATION.

Which, is fine. But I’d like some actual slogan / identity to cling to as I throw all convention into the toilet that I rent, and do not own.

12. “Dating.” Not only does every age-range within every Generation have a different definition for this … 

But also, so does every human on the face of the planet. Check-it:

  1. Teens have … high school. Even neighboring high schools, if you’re daring.
  2. Early-Twenty-Somethings have … college. Or their friends’ colleges.
  3. All Twenty-Somethings have … the bar. And apparently Tinder, and Bumble, … and Sea Plenty of FishIt’s not creepy yet!
  4. ’40+ Somethings have … internet dating. It seems super appropriate + successful for that demographic.
  5. … ’30-somethings. … Look, I get that ’30-somethings have the bar, Tinder, Bumble, + Plenty of Fish too. … It just feels more acceptable in your ’20’s. So cheers to my ’30-something friends who are crushing it.

Not sure this is “appropriate” ’30’s attire … and also not sure I care?

11. Fashion. Fash.

I forever shop at Forever21 … even though I’m not 21. { “Forever” is the brand name for a reason … . } I definitely #ShopLocal. It’s not so much — I dunno where to buy clothes. It’s that — I dunno what to f-ing wear. Somewhere between >> s8er hoody and full-on blazer << there’s a healthy ’30’-something medium. I struggle to find it.

Brain / Life Cramp, Again.

{ That is it, again, for now. Tune in for Pt. III — it continues to get way more relatable, and just a bit more academic. … Talk soon. }

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’30’s are Weird … Pt I .

THIRTY REASONS

{ that’s not true }

OUR THIRTIES

{ wait for Pt. III : see what I mean }

ARE WEIRD

{ … }

AS F.

{ Thirties. Right now, as we speak, the biological age of “The ’30’s” — I apologize, in advance, if anyone perceived this to be about the 1930’s, which really wasn’t that weird … but almost equally as tragic — is a true Phenomena. International, Technological, Cultural, Economical, Political: being ’30 during the latter teens of the Millennium is quite harrowing + requires the emergence of a completely new Cultural Identity. }

This is a 3 Part Post : 30 Reasons Our Thirties, in 2017, are Weird. As F.
I will publish in 3 installments — possibly a week apart, possibly more. { I can’t say. I’m a confused 30-something: give me some space. } Whilst reading, you will either completely relate, + I will give Voice to our Unidentified Generation. Or — possibly And — you will deem me crazy. With outdated cultural references, an over-reliance on “Mean Girls,” shoddy extended metaphors, an illegible Writing Voice { hey I’m not gonna’ change that }, and someone who is clearly incredibly neurotic + insecure about her ’30’s. … But hey, at least I can admit it.

. 18 ? . 25 ? . 32 . ?  {  . . .   }  Nobody knows … The older I get : the more likely I chalked my ID .  {  . . . }  This is my Life .

Thirty Reasons your Thirties, in 2017, are Weird. AF. 

In condescending order of importance.

30. FriendsWhat the actual f. 

By the way — a totally outdated buzz-phrase. { I’d have to get my PhD. in BuzzFeed Linguistics if I wanted to know the on fleek version … andtheregoesmy’20’somethingreadhership . } “Friends,” possibly “How I Met Your Mother” is  >> Everyone’s << greatest reference for Life in your ’30’s. … FYI: “Friends'” ’30’s is not Our ’30’s. I’m sure it semi-worked for ’30-somethings 15-ish years ago. … But the whole crux of this Series is that The ’30’s of 15+ years ago has become Legend — wait for it — Dary. It ceases to exist. It is no longer. The Limit DNE. Times, they are a changin’.

TBH, ’30’s is the new ’20’s. And not in a totally carefree, party, travel-the-world kind of way. … And it is so much more.

29. TV + Film, overall. Magical Realism?? Idek.

Screw “Friends,” because we got bigger problems… Like … let’s take “Old School,”. What in the actual age are those main characters? Is Mitch implied to be … 25? I refuse to re-watch the movie for the 24th time or to even Google Search to find out. Because — you know — the fact that I have to, proves that these characters portray Any-Age. Obscure-Age. Some magical age that can cover anywhere between 25-45.

We have far greater representation problems in both TV + Film for this to warrant grave concern … but the actual ’30’s — at least 1st half of the ’30’s — get no representation in film or TV. … Unless I’m missing something.

  • { Context: I haven’t owned a TV for 4+ years, which also severely limits my film viewing, since I don’t have trailers pushed into my face every 3-5 or 5-7, or whatever, minutes. #unreliablenarrator ?? }

28. Thirties is the New Twenties. Sorry not Sorry Meg Jay.

I have no research. Just epistemological life experience. And some Logic: Generation Wikipedia { solid }, is my reference point.

FAIR WARNING – This some PhD thesis-ish, so gear-up … or skip: your call.

{ So much generational code-switching. }

  • Generation X { b. late 1970’s – early 1980’s } : Axiom — this generation paved-the-way for Emerging Adulthood; ergo, the ’20’s became a time (“distinguished by relative independence from social roles and from normative expectations,” [Arnett, 2000],) to >> galavant << …

a.k.a.: party hearty like Baby Boomers’ teen-years.

  • Analogy: Adolescence didn’t emerge until the late-1800’s. The term didn’t become lexicon until the 1920’s. Significance?? Fifty-ish years passed wherein entire generations carved-out a culture & a lifestyle, before having a word with which to name it. …

Same thing has happened now: it’s called “Emerging Adulthood,”
and it’s spearheaded by Gen X-ers.

  • Personal Proof: Cool thing? While “Emerging Adulthood” might not make it into our lexicons for decades to come … it is widely accepted that the ’20’s is an acceptable time to party, figure out your career, wait to get married and have children, etc.

In response to Jay’s TED Talk 2013: it’s not that our ’20’s are an excuse for “benign neglect,”. It is that the ’20’s have become an acceptable and empowering time to Harness Personal Identity + Make Big Fat Mistakes, as opposed to following the algorithm that calculates our Baby Boomer parents’ foot-steps.

  • Millennials { b. early 1980’s – mid 1990’s } : Axiom — We’re the same generation, and there exists a grave difference between First-Half Millennials + Second-Half. There exists some sort of undefined gap. Ergo: first-half Millennials have the now-responsibility of redefining the ’30’s. … You’re welcome second-half Millennials. 
    • Analogy: First-half Millennials are doing to the ’30’s what Gen X-ers did for the ’20’s.
    • Cultural Proof: Wait for #1 to come out … . Okay, but to tease: Facebook acquired Instagram in 2012. Social Media transitioned from a tool, to the foundations. From a trend, to the convention. … If you don’t Social Media … you don’t socialize. … Oh, and the Financial Crisis of 2007-2008. Many people { me! } from the 1st half of this generation graduated college at this time. Many from the 2nd half weathered high school and graduated college, say, five years later in 2012, during an economic recovery. { Hey — it wasn’t a Boom or a Bull, but it was significantly better than ’07. }
    • Explanation: You know, the times — they keep changing! First-Half Millennials are now responsible, like Gen X-ers. We have the onus of redefining the ’30’s … before it’s even given credit and context.
    • The Bubble Effect: This is Barbara Ellen terminology, + when this post goes viral { never }, I want full credit for that term.

… Picture a bubble. Now picture a bubble being made. It takes a hella lot more energy to blow the bubble, then to rest comfortably inside of it… Like Gen X-ers, First Half Millennials are blowing the hell out of this bubble. To redefine what the Weirdo ’30’s is.

  • Logic Proof: So —
    1. IF Baby Boomers had the Teen Years to Party + { try to } establish a Personal Identity, AND if Gen X-er’s redefined The Twenties to Party + { try to } establish a Personal Identity … THEN it follows, such that First-Half Millennials redefine the next sequential generation: The Thirties. To — what? — you ask: to ….
      • That’s the problem … and what I hope to resolve through this Post Series. That’s the crux!
    2. First-Half Millennials are to Second-Half Millennials as Gen X-ers are to all Millennials.
      • Gen X-er’s redefined the ’20’s, and paved the way for all Millennials to have this “Emerging Adulthood” context. First-Half Millennials are paving the way for Second-Half Millennials to have some sort of evolved context for their ’30’s.

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27. “Dirty Thirty.” … I don’t get it.

Etymology behind that? Urban Dictionary has not helped to clarify.

26. Milestones. Lemme break it down:

  1. ‘Tweens have 13. { Or something like that … they’re young, so proportionally to their age, 1 milestone is enough }.
  2. Spolied-ass Adolescents have: 15, 16, 18. { But you still can’t drink legally, so there losers. }
  3. Twenty-somethings have: 21, 25 … and the entire decade of their ’20’s. { Seriously, get to know yourself: be young, be wild/dope, be free … in the words of the great Lana del Rey (apologies for her #culturalappropriation / #culturalappropriatetrigger / #culturalappropriatewarning) … and in more than 1 of her songs. }
  4. WTF do ’30-somethings get? … { Dirty Thirty? … No. }

I used to negotiate this by prescribing to both the tacit + also extolled fact that, ’30’s are the best years of your life!, and, You figure it all out in your ’30’s. … But that some BS.

Hence: First Half Millennials pave the way / redefine / Bubble Effect this-ish.

25. Mental Visualization. … Can anyone actually picture their ’30’s?

I can’t. It’s some cloudy, obscure bubble. Which really worries me. I’m quite visual. I could always picture my teens and twenties. { Duh, because a) teens are so conventionally defied by high school and college and b) because antithesis of #28: they got     w   i   d   e    TV/film representation. Shout-out to “Broad City.” Werk. } … I can even picture my ’40’s, ’50’s, ’60’s, etc.. But ’30’s? Nope. I’m going to need some Virgil to get me through this faceless limbo cloud.

24. BuzzFeed. Am I your audience … or nah. Because: I know the ’90’s quite effortlessly. But also … this. And this. … And also, finally, this.

23. If not BuzzFeed, then … ? I’m not sure. { That’s the point! }

Then, what, PopSugar? I am not that old yet. >> It’s a formatting thing. <<  Like, get that professional-sleek-basic style outta my face. And I refuse to be pushed into thinking I’m that old { read: put together } because Society — and therefore Pop Culture — hasn’t figured it out yet, either.

22. Snapchat is causing an Existential Crisis. Not required to Snapchat, yes.

As a ’30-something, it’s completely normal + appropriate + perhaps looked-up upon if I never once SnapChat, in my life?? Not to say it’s wrong if you do SC { or whatever the “fleek” kids are saying } as a ’30-something. I look up to you, if you do: for you have evolved; you have kept with the times. Am I Luddite because I haven’t, and don’t want to?? In the words { not true } of Henry David Thoreau: What the f even is my life.

“To be awake is to be alive,” -Thoreau, “Walden” … #nonsequitor

21. Redefining the ’30’s. The ’30’s aren’t something past. They’re something new.

The ’30’s require us to do, essentially, the impossible. Create New Matter.

First, let’s recap. The ’30’s hold a complex duality: They are —

  • Economically Like the ’20’s. They’re similar to post-Baby Boomer ’20’s in the sense that — largely for economical reasons — many ’30-somethings are just beginning to establish financial independence, and — either ergo or by no causation at all — many of us aren’t committed to marriages and/or children … AND
  • Socially Unlike the ’20’s. They’re dissimilar to post-Baby Boomer ’20’s in the sense that — it’s still pretty widely accepted that ain’t nobody a “real,” functioning “adult” if they’re partying in their ’30’s, they way many of us >> galavanted << in our ’20’s. Now, you’re just the Wooderson of our generation.

So … What are ’30-somethings supposed to accomplish? What are our benchmarks? What defines our decade??

It seems all to be quite nebulous. Things like:

  • Harnessing an Identity
  • Honing your Voice
  • Furthering a Career

Don’t get me wrong. I love Core Values. I love non-material, internal — as opposed to external — things. I Prioritize them as the Highest Values in my Life. … And, yet I’m still confused. Gah!!!

Brain / Life Cramp.

{ That’s it for now, foo’s. Tune in for Pt. II + Pt. III — it only get’s less academic + way more relatable, so — talk soon. }

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Film + Feminism: The Contender.

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FILM + FEMINISM

THE CONTENDER

FREEDOM FROM OPPRESSION

{ This is a #shoplocal blog + today’s Week Wrap-Up post is not about shopping local. Certainly, with Fashion Week of Rochester having been this week and the Boutique Crawl today, it could be. But, more than anything The Shop Local Campaign, is also about sustainability. And with sustainability, empowerment. Today’s post is about empowerment. }

The Contender is a 2000 film with Jeff Bridges, Joan Allen, Gary Oldman, and Sam Elliott. It’s a political film. About electing a woman to the vice-presidency. It’s also the first film that’s ever really made me understand the need–the dire need–for representation of empowered women in mainstream media.

 3 REASONS TO WATCH

1. Inspiring Leadership in the President – In my lifetime, I’ve not been inspired by 1 president we’ve had. Not one. It’s disappointing, if not shameful. For one – Why is Bill Clinton the hero? And Monica Lewinsky the demon mistress?? Even Barbara Walters made fun of her, and that girl-on-girl–woman-on-woman–bashing has shaped me. I want to extricate it. Additionally, I REFUSE to let my presidential inspiration be a man who allowed his secretary to go down for him … and I mean that he let her take the blame.

Jeff Bridges for president. Or at least the character he plays here. (Or maybe even The Dude. I’m not sure.) What I do want is a president who is:

  • strong
  • brilliant
  • unafraid
  • in it for 1 term (and if the 2nd follows – okay fucking great)
  • and who is the truest bluest leader I will have ever laid eyes on.

This is what I want.

2. Challenged Me to Face Sexist Assumptions – In spite of the above, I am pretty liberal. At least in respect to human rights. In fact, while watching this film, I paused twice to pen the below 2 pieces on Tumblr:

I very clearly believe in women’s rights, feminism, and human rights in general. Because I believe in human rights, I absolutely strive to uncover my own prejudices. Here are a few the film helped me to unearth:

a.) 1st Scene where we meet Laine – She’s having sex with her husband.

  • My assumption: “She’s going to be the slutty female politician of this film.”
  • What this reveals:

i. A woman having sex in a film has to be a slut … Especially a woman of power.

ii. A female politician in a film who is feminized … has to be a slut.

The film challenges this in a wholly believable way, throughout, by leaveing both the audience and characters in doubt before reaching resolution.

3. Continued to Challenge me to Face Sexist Assumptions – Laine is accused of engaging in a “gang bang” while in college.

Pause. Throughout all literature in all cultures throughout all time, that is the ultimate heroine downfall. A one-way ticket to you’re-fucking-done.

a). No credibility. No grace. No intellect. No decorum.

b). Having unmarried sex–let alone “deviant” sex–might as well equate death.

c). The woman’s expected to atone.

d). Which just means she’s permitted to live in society. Not that she’ll actually get all of “a” back.

{SPOILER}

Laine does not atone. She does not apologize. She refuses to explain. Further, she does not blame or sling-mud. And you question it! You will question it. (Or, at least I did.) And good. That is the best thing you can do. So long as you can reconcile any doubts you have or any short-comings you realize about your own insights and,

instead of projecting your discomfort and doubts onto something else, look inside, dig real deep, be a fucking strong adult, and grow from it.

This film also has good acting. Just in case you need another reason to watch.

* * *

This film actually made me feel safe. Safe to be an empowered, sexually liberated, intellectual woman.

I’ve felt it crack. That shell we wear as women that compels us to harbor shame and resentment and doubt. I feel it cracking, and after watching this film, it actually feels easier to breathe. … This is what freedom from oppression feels like.

I want more mainstream media like this. I crave it.

#humanrights

#empowerment

XO.

Narrative. #ROCkin that Spidey-Sense.

The Amazing Spider-Man 2.
(Taken from Google Images.)
Rochester is, in fact, a hot spot for film. (GeorgeEastman. Eastman Theatre. Rochester International Film Fest. High Falls FilmFest. The Little Theater. The Cinema Theatre. ImageOUT: The Rochester LGBT Film& Video Festival.) And now for Spider-Man film. The Amazing Spider-Man 2, to be spidey-cific. Filming for some of the hot chase scenes takes place today, and so Momsly & I used our Spidey Senses on Monday to scout the talent.

 
Ever Get Dressed Up & Walk Down Main Street, in Rochester, NY, During Rush-Hour??
 
Liberty Pole.
And daffodils.
It started with a strategic stroll down Main Street, from East Ave to South. Swarms of city slickers, workers, and students flood the brick-paved sidewalks. Flowing red swing jacket, wafting gray & charcoal cape-coat. Sunglasses. Momsly and I strolled. We looked for glamour &, absolutely, we looked the part. It is no wonder Moms & I were mistaken for tourists–i.e. who tried really hard–when we stalked our first downtown hotel.
Bear Hugs from Indiana. 
 
Babsy, she nudged. I turned toward the bar. I bet they’re with the film. Momsly spied a weary looking four-some of normal-looking people who sat inconspicuously near the Hyatt Regency bar.  No they’re not, mom.
Momsly heard that the actors (and by actors, I mean stunt-doubles) and film crew were bunking at the Hyatt on Main. We had no shame in seeking them out. As soon as we walked in, Moms directed us up the stairwell & toward the main bar. When I suddenly became incredibly self-conscious of our amateur paparazzi skills, I diverted all action toward the gift shop. And let me tell you, you don’t know Rochester, NY until you’ve been in the Rochester Hyatt Regency Hotel Niva Gift Shop.
Actually found in the Rochester, NY
Gift Shop at the Hyatt.
Upon check-out, Momsly & I received the thrill of our lives. As we were shoppers in a hotel gift shop, the cashier—appropriately—asked if we were from Rochester, NY. Amused, Momsly & I quickly claimed our Rochester residency. And then moved onto business. Sharply, Momsly invoked her spy-senses and probed into the whereabouts of our Spidey stars.
Has there been a lot of increased traffic? Well what about the out-of-towners? You know, {nudge nudge}  for the event. The event?! Why the film. Spider-man. Have you seen many actors for the film??! She finally exclaimed.
The cashier, a young and smiling woman, laughed. Promptly, she informed us how the stunt people & crew are booked at the Radisson, next door. Sullen-faced & disappointed, Momsly and I turned to leave. Obviously, to book-it directly to the Riverside Convention Center. And that’s when it happened. Our sweet 15 seconds.
Wait a second. The cashier looked directly our way. She scanned our swing jackets, and oogled the cardi-cape; analyzed the shit-eating grins slapped across our faces. You two are extras. You are in the movie! I knew it!! I knew you’re not from Rochester. The cashier’s mouth hung ajar.
Us? My mother’s hand moved demurely over her chest. Our eyeballs agape. Us?? Why, certainly we are not. {Pause.} In the film, that is. And coyly, as if nothing ever happened save for the giggles that erupted from our bowels, Momsly & I turned on our heels. Practically movie stars.
Emma & Me
and Revlon and CVS.
Radisson Riverside Convention Center & The Freak-Out.
 
Now our senses were honed. Pruned for spider-lebrity. We knew where to go, and we knew that we (maybe) belonged. Watch-out Emma Stone. After our first attempts to enter through the Radisson’s rotating front doors were thwarted–they’re locked, permanently–a lovely bell hop let us in.
Mom. We are stalking people. We don’t even have a room here. She and I aimlessly wound around the first floor only to find barricades at every door, which required room keys. I don’t want to go to the bar! They’ll know. They’ll know that we’re fakes. My voice dropped to a whisper, and then suddenly rose. What if the police find out?!
 
Hotels are public spaces, Momsly authoritatively declared. But I’m pretty sure they’re not. Homeless people can’t just loiter in the hallways of hotels. What’s the difference between the homeless & the strategically stalking? I’m not sure the difference is huge. And I made my concerns known.So, we used the ATM. It was a good cover.
This cameraman is clearly from …
YNN News Station.
And even though we never spied even one Spider-Man celeb, or crew member, or stunt person, we did see trucks. Rows and rows of NYS and NJ licensed plates trucks & SUVS, black and white, that lined the Radisson’s main atrium. Men with rough voices and glimmers of accents  who uttered terse instructions. These are film crews. We sensed it! And then, on the stroll back down Main, I saw him. Him. A photographer. A very official and professional looking photographer. Who Momsly claims snapped a pic of us as we slyly shuffled away after sniping one of him, first.
 
Take-that Spider-Man film man. We found you. We are vicariously famous through you. Spide-cess!!
Reveling in the Spidey-Scent.
 
Rest of the night? Coffee at Spot on East & CVS shopping on Winton. Pretty glam. We had some good coupons and saved $6.50. Then I earned $5 in bonus cash. It was pretty much the most spidey-tacular night, ever. Love you Moms-spidey!
Barbara Threet make-up line.
Also at the Hyatt Regency.
And
Here’s to
xo.