Fun, Fearless Female : a Cosmo girl’s appeal for classiness

Every month without fail since I was sixteen I’ve read My Cosmo. Since my parents wouldn’t buy me my own copy I perused it gleefully at our Library. It was the mixture of sex, wit and the fun-ness of it that drew me in and taught me a few things. Things that a sixteen year old probably shouldn’t be aware of yet! :D. It was like a big sister I never had. She was worldly, fashionable , funny , sexy and with a wanton sexuality that was not salacious or tacky. She became my best friend. She taught me about boys : how to flirt with them , how to keep them , how to make them treat you right and more importantly ; that you are okay without one! This sat very well with me , especially because when you are at that age , it is very easy and tempting to follow the crowd because you so desperately want to fit in and be liked by your peers. But I was not too keen on the teenage boys. So Cosmo taught me that it was okay to be single at an age when you are very malleable and most susceptible to peer pressure.
She taught me about being beautiful. On the inside as well as the outside. She taught me how to be strong , have my own opinions, she taught me about how to take care of my body , my spirit and intellect.
Like most girls since 1965 Cosmo taught me about sex. Boy did I learn! How to get it , how to get good at it and how to enjoy it without shame or guilt. From blow jobs to ( all kinds) of sex positions, I learned it all from My Cosmo . ūüėČ
It was a huge ,rewarding influence in my life. It still is. I’m in my early thirties now and I am still an avid reader. And with the wonder that is the internet , I’m able to read as many editions as I want from around the world.
However…

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Maybe I’m getting old here but articles like ” I gave my boyfriend while eating a donut” leave me cold. Articles like “10 things he’s thinking while giving you oral” sound and read like something that was written by a 12 year old boy. In fact the language and style of writing has slipped , in my opinion, to a toilet humour vibe that I just can’t abide by. It’s the salacious nature of it that is just in poor taste.
Maybe that’s how the younger readers are speaking these days and Cosmo is trying to appeal to them here by “speaking” to them in their language. I don’t know ,but, they are selling themselves and those of us who grew up with the magazine short. Doesn’t the magazine have a standard that they hold themselves by? I want to shake them awake and say “Grow up!” this is NOT what we want to read about.
I want my Cosmo back. I want to read about fashion, beauty ,style and all that.
And yes I want to read about sex , all kinds of sex , and I don’t want to feel dirty or grossed out by what I’ve ¬†just read.
Cosmo girls are funny, fun, sexy ,opinionated. And they do it with class.
I guess what I’m saying here is get back to being classy , Cosmo. You have a great influence on young women and how they see and handle themselves and deal with the world around them.

 

MACONDO : MAGICAL PLACE OF MY HEART

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Last week one of my favourite authors died. The incredible and incredibly  talented Gabriel Garcia Marguez . I was very saddened because at the time I was re-reading his most loved novel One Hundred Years of Solitude for the millionth time.

My love for Mr. Garcia Marguez began when I was 11, when my step-brother, in an attempt to wean us off television, began to read One Hundred Years of Solitude to us. Of course at the time it mostly went over our heads and was lost on us . But the place where it takes place , Macondo, stayed with me for the longest time and when I was about 16 I tentatively began to read Marguez’s work. I picked up Leaf Storm; a collection of short stories . I was immediately transported into this wonderfully ¬†magical place where flowers grow on leppers’ wounds, where it can rain for a decade and a giant’s funeral brings a whole community together.leaf storm¬†¬†The book that started it all.

I was steeped into this world of Magical Realism that Garcia Marguez mastered. I was still intimidated by One Hundred Years even though at the time I didn’t know how beloved the book was and that it was a classic, I still felt that apprehention I always feel when I read anything “classic”. I need not have worried because I immediately fell in love with this book . I fell in love with Macondo. I fell in love with Aureliano ! Mr. Garcia Marguez created a magical world that I escape to whenever I want to feel inspired . His prose is straight forward yet lyrical at the same time.

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The Buendias are part of pionnering group of people who break through the jungle and start the town of Macondo. The book chronicles the lives of the Buendias in a century . The formidable ,strong and passionate Jose Arcadio Buendia and his tennesious wife Ursula . Their children ; Aureliano, Jose Arcardio and Amaranta .

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In that century we see the Buendias discover ice , photography, cars ,trains and so much more . They love , bear children, have affairs , rage and hate and even start a revolution and wars . You fall in love with the solitary and moody Aureliano , your heart thumps as you imagine the thunderous sound of ¬†the feet ¬†of the enormous Jose Arcadio coming back from years at sea with his tattoos , smell the flesh of the foolish and stubborn Amaranta’s hand after she burns it because of a guilty heart and hear the cloc-cloc of Rebecca’s dead parents’ bones. ¬†You are amazed at the tennacity of Ursula who watches ; sometimes with shame, sometimes with anger at her family even when she’s old and blind .

DO YOU KNOW THE WAY TO MACONDO?

I’ll go with you with just the clothes on my back and love in my heart !

Macondo. I want to live there. I want to live in a place where innocent girls ascend to heaven, where flowers fall from the sky, where butterflies follow lovers around. where priests levitate ,corpses don’t decompose and ghost come back to life because they are lonely in death . I want to go on a flying carpet . It truly is a surreal , wonderful place .

If you only read one fiction book in your life , let  One Hundred Years Of Solitude be it.

Of course this is not the only book I love . There’s also The Autumn of the Patriarch which is about a dictator who has been in charge for so long no one remembers when he began his ruling. Love in the time of Cholera . I think is one of the most romantic stories I’ve ever read.

I am grateful to Mr.Garcia Marguez for this world and I’m glad I can visit Macondo anytime I want to go there whenever I read his books

Thank You , Mr. Garcia Marguez

 

 

 

 

 

A Most Beautiful Describtion of Sadness

“He would fall asleep with his heart at the foot of his bed ,like some domesticated animal that was no part of him at all. And each morning he would wake with it again in the cupboard of his rib cage , having become a little heavier , a little weaker , but still pumping. And by midafternoon he was again overcome with the desire to be somewhere else , to be someone else, someone else somewhere else. ”
This passage floored me. I read it and re-read it and underlined and circuled it. So beautiful. So true. I felt everything this character was feeling. This lovely passage is from Jonathan Safran Foer’s “Everything is Illuminated”. Although his prose is dense and at times downright difficult , the story gets you and stays with you. The book is about Jonathan who goes in search of a woman who saved his grandfather from the Nazis during WW2 in Ukraine. On his journey he is aided by a blind driver , a crazy seeing-eye dog , who’s in love with our dog fearing hero and Alex who is a terrible translator but has a heart of gold and a head full of dreams.
It’s a truly wonderful and quirky book. Read it.

ODD ONE OUT

Of all things that can be said about being different, that’s it’s not easy is the truest. Let me tell you about being the “ODD ONE”. Sometimes I feel like the pea in “The Princess and the Pod” just waiting … Continue reading

Revolutionary Road and The Easter Parade – Richard Yates

I haven’t posted much because I’ve been reading! Whenever I’m feeling low or uninspired I turn to books. These are two of my absolute favourites ! Enjoy ūüôā

The Easter Parade:

 

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I discovered Richard Yates all by myself when I stumbled upon The Easter Parade on a lonely bookshelf at our library. It was one of those serendipitous moments when you just *know* it’s going to be great and possibly life changing. What struck me the most was the cover. The worn dresses and tatty shoes spoke volumes about the lives of the sisters therein and when I read the first line ,well, I was hooked. “Neither of the Grimes sisters would have a happy life , and looking back it always seemed the trouble began with their parents’ divorce” Despite the bleak narrative I kept hoping that since this is a book after all, maybe there’s some sort of happy ending. There isn’t . Sarah and Emily Grimes are sisters who are both disappointed by the choices they’ve made in their lives. Sarah – beautiful and conventional marries and bears children with a man who beats and abuses her emotionally. Emily- independent , free spirited and intellectual has a series of disappointing love affairs with unsuitable men. It begins in the ’30’s when they are children and goes all the way to the 70’s with Sarah’s death. It mainly revolves around Emily as the main character. It’s a savage and bleak look at sibling rivalry and children growing up with an “unhealthy” divorce and a terrible mother. And how ¬†fathers really influence girls.

 

Revolutionary Road:

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We first meet April and Frank at the tattered end of their marriage when they are exhausted by work , children and their own unfulfilled dreams. They are have that shell shocked how-did-we-get -here look and wearing their disappointment very heavily. Before they moved to Revolutionary Road they were living in that rarefied air of smugness that newly loved up and newly married people have. They can’t believe that they are actually moving to suburbia! They’ve always been above it all : they are special and different they live their lives according to a higher purpose. How wrong they are! Soon the children , bills , nosey neighbours and forced smiles bring it all crashing down. The lies they tell themselves so that they keep up the facade of happily married is devastating and leads to affairs and a tragedy. Nobody writes about disillusionment and disappointment quite like Yates. It’s searing and cuts you deep and it’s very rewarding. Read them! Later!

A Year To Remember

Is it too soon to say that 2013 is going to be a year to remember?
So much has happened already and it’s ONLY March!
*The Pope retiring
*Oscar Pistorius’ tragic drama
*Astroids (or was it a mediorite?) in Russia – it was a large rock from space okay?!
*An apparent HIV cure (WHAT!!)
*Sinkholes !
* Nine-year old nominated for an Oscar
*Lance Armstrong (’nuff said about that liar!)
Oh I’m sure it’s only going to get better (worse?). And to think I didn’t even want to be here when this year began!
I’m 31 this year and it’s such a boring number like turning 3 (who cares?!). I always think things only happen in(to?) even numbers but I’m guessing I’m wrong. No , no more half – assing here ; I’m looking forward to this year ! I’m going to enjoy it and document and look back and say “Yep, what a year!”

Later