Nothing Rhymes With Cambria


My name is Cambria. I'm passionate. I'm an idealist. I'm a dreamer. I'm dramatic. I'm irrational, but I'm always right. This is where I document my obsession with my boyfriend, being Armenian, my clothes, eating everything, ruffles, celebrities, discounts, and anything romantic.


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I want to stress this again: In many, many parts of the country right now, if you want to go to see a movie in the theater and see a current movie about a woman — any story about any woman that isn’t a documentary or a cartoon — you can’t. You cannot. There are not any. You cannot take yourself to one, take your friend to one, take your daughter to one.

There are not any.

By far your best shot, numbers-wise, at finding one that’s at least even-handedly featuring a man and a woman is Before Midnight (on 891 screens) so I hope you like it. Because it’s pretty much that or a solid, impenetrable wall of movies about dudes.

Dudes in capes, dudes in cars, dudes in space, dudes drinking, dudes smoking, dudes doing magic tricks, dudes being funny, dudes being dramatic, dudes flying through the air, dudes blowing up, dudes getting killed, dudes saving and kissing women and children, and dudes glowering at each other.

Somebody asked me this morning what “the women” are going to do about this. I don’t know. I honestly am at the point where I have no idea what to do about it. Stop going to the movies? Boycott everything?

They put up Bridesmaids, we went. They put up Pitch Perfect, we went. They put up The Devil Wears Prada, which was in two-thousand-meryl-streeping-oh-six, and we went (and by “we,” I do not just mean women; I mean we, the humans), and all of it has led right here, right to this place. Right to the land of zippedy-doo-dah. You can apparently make an endless collection of high-priced action flops and everybody says “win some, lose some” and nobody decides that They Are Poison, but it feels like every “surprise success” about women is an anomaly and every failure is an abject lesson about how we really ought to just leave it all to The Rock.

At The Movies, The Women Are Gone : Monkey See : NPR

The whole article is fantastic, as is pretty much everything Linda Holmes writes.

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ah! yes. 

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Thank you.

06:58 am, by cambriajune2 notes Comments

Some people wanted to get rich or famous, but my friends and I wanted to get real. We wanted to get deep.
Anne Lamott  (via lebellecoeur)

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06:54 am, reblogged from bloom by cambriajune138 notes Comments

Yes. #spiritanimal 

Yes. #spiritanimal 

He was too simple to wonder when he had attained humility. But he knew he had attained it and he knew it was not disgraceful and it carried no loss of true pride.
The Old Man and the Sea

08:40 am, by cambriajune6 notes Comments

We want you to steal from us. We want you, at first, to steal from us, because you can’t steal. You will take what we give you and you will put it in your own voice and that’s how you will find your voice. And that’s how you begin. And then one day someone will steal from you.
Francis Ford Coppola

07:53 am, by cambriajune Comments

Your problem is how you are going to spend this one odd and precious life you have been issued. Whether you’re going to spend it trying to look good and creating the illusion that you have power over people and circumstances, or whether you are going to taste it, enjoy it and find out the truth about who you are.
Anne Lamott

08:15 am, by cambriajune10 notes Comments

The most pathetic person in the world is someone who has sight but no vision.
Helen Keller

12:40 pm, by cambriajune Comments