The Paradise

I started watching The Paradise on Netflix a couple days ago and I’ve fallen in love with it in the same head over heels way I fell in love with Downtown Abbey. And the only reason I’m comparing the two is because they’re both BBC shows and they both take place around the same time period – sort of. Downtown’s in the early 20th century, The Paradise takes place in 1875. Around, key word.

The series is about a girl name Denise (honestly, I think they could’ve picked a much nicer name for her) who comes to work for The Paradise after she is turned down by her uncle, who’s draping shop is across the street, because he can’t afford to have her on. Mr. Moray, the owner of The Paradise, takes a liking to Denise due to her constant great ideas and she becomes his new favorite, much to the dismay of her coworker Clara and her superior, Miss Audrey.

It’s a charming series so far, although I will admit some parts of it are a little predictable if you’re anything like me and you like watching period dramas. Not that I’m complaining. Clearly I still enjoy them.

Sadly, upon reading up on the series a little more, I found out BBC cancelled it after a second season to “make room for other shows” and additionally, it’s competitor on iTV, Mr. Selfridge’s, was doing better in viewer ratings. LAAAME.

But I want to watch Mr. Selfridge’s too. GET ON IT NETFLIX.

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Mark Ryder is Insatiably Sexy

WITH EVERY PASSING EPISODE OF BORGIA, MY HEART GROWS FONDER FOR MARK RYDER AND THE SEXUAL TENSION FILLED LOVE OF CESARE AND LUCREZIA.

Like for real you guys, omfg. Last night I watched 2 episodes in row because I couldn’t contain my excitement and tonight I watched another because I decided a two hour movie = less time for sleep, but a 1 hour episode of Borgia would make no one upset.

The scene at the end of the Pentecost episode though, omg. Dying. I’m dying you guys.

I think I need to read up more on real life Cesare and Lucrezia to find out if they actually fucked or what. I JUST WANT THEM TO BE TOGETHER, THERE IS SO MUCH SEX HAPPENING. (Not literally, BUT IT NEEDS TO OMG).

LIKE, THIS SCENE WAS SO HOT, MY BREATHING BECAME LABORED.

In other news, my birthday is on Wednesday and the weather forecast says it’s going to be really shitty and rainy that day. I kinda want to go to the zoo, but not if it’s going to downpour of me all day. I’ll probably stay cooped up in the house watching movies/trying to pace myself on Borgia and eating birthday cake in my birthday girl underwear. TRUE STORY.

 

Borgia Obsession

Let me tell you all how challenging it is to pace myself and watch only one episode of season 2 of Borgia at a time.

I just finished the first episode, and I’m going to practice self-control and not watch another episode. It was a great season starter, and I fall more deeply in love with Cesare as the episodes go by.

Last night I watched a behind the scenes thing for season 2 with Mark Ryder (Cesare) as the interviewee and one of the things he talked about was that in preparation for season 2, he hit up the gym – a lot. WELL LET ME TELL YOU ALL, THERE IS NO DOUBT ABOUT THAT.

Not only does he have the whole sexy bearded man with flowing long hair thing going on, but those enhanced muscles only aid in making him look extraordinarily sexy. I mean, I literally might pee my pants staring at this man. Omg.

I have lost my underwear.

Anyway, during one of the scenes, Cesare is reading a book by Marcus Aurelius, in which he reads aloud “If you are plagued by externals, it is not they who trouble you, but the importance you give them.”

I found this to be exceptionally poignant and utterly true. If you’re being bothered by outside forces/people that you cannot control, it is not those forces or those people who are truly troublesome to your well-being, but rather the acknowledgment and the value which you allow them to have in your life.

For example, I work with my ungrateful cousin who purposely takes longer routes around the store to avoid the jewelry counter when I’m there. Her presence is bothersome to me. Today as I saw her pass by, I realized that I did not feel the general hatred I usually do when I look her way, and further realized that she is really rather insignificant in my life and does not deserve any amount of emotion from me.

It is a challenge to finally realize this and to implement it, but goddamnit, it’s among the most freeing feelings in the world.

Mark Ryder is a Panty Dropper

First let me say that I did not end up doing anything I wanted to do these past 4 days I’ve had off. They’ve been half miserable due to pain, and half self-loathing at my eating habits. However, my hormones are whacky at the moment, so I forgive myself a bit there.

Today I was supposed to go to the zoo with Alyza, but she couldn’t make it. Instead, I spent about 3 or 4 hours in the sun, swimming, reading, more swimming.  After showering, I watched a few episodes of Blue Mountain State with my brother, then the movie Immortals, which I ogled the likes of Henry Cavill again, and tried to devise some kind of plan where I could somehow meet him in real life. (I hope one day I’ll be significant enough to actually meet him.)

Afterwards, I decided it was time to indulge in Borgia. I watched the last two episodes of season 1 and HOLY MOTHER OF GOD, CESARE IS SO FUCKING HOT.

*breathes deeply*

When I first started watching this series, I remember thinking Mark Ryder (Cesare) definitely looked he belonged in the 15th century with this chiseled, sharply angled face and mildly flowing hair. As the episodes went on, I started to realize he was actually attractive to me in that nerdy way, unlike his on screen brother Juan, played by Stanley Weber, who I find attractive in the conventional sense. (He also looks a bit like Henry Cavill.)

He resembles Henry’s Charles Brandon when he’s dressed as Juan.

In the last episode of the season, I was hardcore rooting for Cesare and Lucrezia. I really don’t care that they’re brother and sister, they ARE MEANT TO BE TOGETHER AND I WAS REALLY DISAPPOINTED THAT THEY DIDN’T END UP BANGING CAUSE OF STUPID PEDRO LUIS.

I know from stalking the Tumblr tags that Cesare and Lucrezia do end up having a romance and whatnot, so I’m happy to know that that scene wasn’t just a tease. BUT I’M LIKE 100 KINDS OF EXCITED TO START SEASON 2 AND SEE THIS SHIT FOR MYSELF.

OMFGGG

And also, I want to drool over Mark Ryder endlessly. I found his Twitter and tweeted my burning love for his face. I kinda hope he responds. Maybe we’ll even be Twitter friends. #YOLO #iwillmeethimsomedaytoo #brblostmyunderwear

BE MINE. DO THIS TO ME.

Roger Sterling, Can You Be Real? PLZ

Two episodes of Mad Men turned into 5 back to back, last night. And I went to sleep at 5:30. AND THEN I GOT WOKEN UP BY MY BOSS TO ASK IF I COULD COME IN TO WORK TODAY CAUSE ONE OF OUR COWORKERS IS SICK.

Sigh.

I did. I basically baby sat the counter. It was hella boring. I was pissed for like 6 hours about having to go in on my day off. I got over it though, thank god.

Anyway, back to Mad Men – I CANNOT EVEN BEGIN TO EXPRESS MY DISAPPOINTMENT IN FINDING OUT THE AMOUNT OF EPISODES IN SEASON 5 IS ACTUALLY 12. 

What the hell!?

All I’m sayin’ is, they better satisfy me in season 6 with like at least 16 or more. This show is so damn good. I want to be saturated in it. But mostly in Roger Sterling’s fineness.

This photo has been photoshopped to no end.

Glee: You’re Doing It Right

All I wanna say tonight is that Glee was EXCELLENT.

Tonight’s episode was really stellar – and last week’s scene when Finn motherfucking burst in and beat the shit out of Brody and was all STAY AWAY FROM MY FUTURE WIFEomfg.

Why can’t I have someone who loves me that much? Goddamnit.

If I really sit and think about these things, I just get more depressed about the road my love life is taking – which is straight to the nunnery because I’m clearly not good enough for anyone. I’m just gonna be celibate for the rest of my life.

Don’t you love how I can make that shit about my love life? Me too.

Sunday Mornin’

Okay, upon taking a practice drive (this time I drove) to Detroit again, I think I’ll be okay getting there tomorrow. It’ll be heavier traffic so I’ll have to be more careful, but it should be fine. Hopefully.

Anyway, I’m like far too excited about the Once Upon A Time and Downton Abbey premieres tonight. I’ve been watching One Tree Hill for the past 45 minutes. Thankfully it’s an episode from whatever the last season that Chad Michael Murray and Hilarie Burton were on, so I’m not being spoiled cause I haven’t see anything past that. I plan on watching all the seasons from the beginning on Netflix when I have the time, which will probably be in March after I’m done with school.

Speaking of which:
1. I’m rather depressed that tomorrow = back to school.
2. I’m also happy that tomorrow = back to school because ONLY 10 MORE WEEKS, SHIT SON!
3. I’m pretty excited to have Ethics class this term. I really hope it’s gonna be a good class.

Also, my mom bought like 5 bags of Lindt chocolates and I’ve kind of been pigging out on them and I know I’m going to have to work out extra hard in the coming weeks cause I’ve gained like 3 lbs back this break due to holiday eating. At least it’s not like 10 lbs. 3 lbs is doable.

Lastly, back to One Tree Hill – THIS SHOW NEVER CEASES TO BE ABLE TO MAKE ME CRY. 

Oh, and P.S. Today’s sketch:

P.P.S. On my way to work I was listening to the radio and thinking it would be fitting if Maroon 5’s Sunday Morning were played. AND 5 MINUTES LATER, IT CAME ON. Morning = made.