As soon as the weather starts to get warmer and the snow melts away, I get a case of the The Summer Gimmies. I start daydreaming about swirly skirts, neon nail polishes, and barely there sandals. All I can think about is exploding onto the scene like a beautiful boquet showing off all my colors. I think this is why I've been drawn to these orange thong sandals by Candie's. Take a look and tell me what you think?

So, I've been venturing out into the wild world of Web 2.0 and have been posting on Twitter, Onsugar, and Pinterest (Damn, I love that site!). I hope you will take a moment to follow me on those boards. 

http://brooklynshoebabe.onsugar.com/

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https://twitter.com/#!/kikishoes

http://brooklynshoebabe.tumblr.com/ 

Also, I'm feeling very excited because I have been chosen by People StyleWatch magazine as one of their 1,000 Style Hunters. "Style Hunters consists of an exclusive group of the most influential fashion and beauty enthusiasts hand-selected by People StyleWatch. Style Hunters are the first to know and receive just-launched fashion and beauty collections, industry events and exclusive product samples—providing buzz-worthy content for you to share through blogs and social media channels."

How cool am I? I'm influential! lol. Please check back to my various sites for my reviews and such.  

After nearly six months of anticipation, I finally saw A Dangerous Mehod starring Michael Fassbender as Carl Jung; Viggo Mortensen as Sigmund Freud; and Keira Knightley as Sabina. Sabina is a woman suffering from mania because of a repressing masochistic tendencies. She is delivered to Vienna to be cured by Dr. Jung and the new "talk therapy." Dr. Freud is Jung's confidant, friend, and the father of the psychotherapy movement in which Jung has great ambitions to succeed.

I thought the acting was good and the premise was interesting, but the movie fell a bit flat. The marketing oversold the relationship between Sabina and Jung for it wasn't even the most interesting parts of the movie. Their relationship felt shoehorned into the plot, and sex didn't feel as passionate as it could have been with all the build up to it in the movie.

The most fascinating bits, which I wish David Croneberg had elaborated on, were the conversations of about psychoanalytical theory between Freud and Jung and later on Jung and Otto. Freud and Jung had the most passionate relationship! They were like father and son, and then almost like lovers towards the end when they "broke up." Jung and Freud eventually had a difference on opinion when it came to psychotherapy, and Freud felt betrayed by Jung's distancing of Freud's idea that all psychosis was based in sexuality.

Finally, I wish they had focused a bit more on Freud's fear of the anti-semitic reaction to psychotherapy. He mentioned it twice it the movie, and had even hinted that the protestant Jung had a prurient interest in Jews.

Mood:  caffeinated

What are you currently reading? 

An Imprudent Lady by Elaine Golden. It is an entertaining ebook historical novella about reunited lovers after a 20-year separation. 

What did you recently finish reading? 

Sugar in My Bowl: Real Women Write about Real Sex by Erica Jong. It was non-fiction book that was terribly boring with very little insight. I was hoping for something more.  

What do you think you’ll read next? 

Perfect Chemistry by Simone Elkeles 

Mood:  cheeky

I've developed a new respect for Ryan Gosling. 

 Check out this awesome Tumblr site: http://librarianheygirl.tumblr.com/

Mood:  a-ok

* a cowboy who works on a ranch 
* a librarian as a heroine 
* friends-to-lovers scenario 
* a hero or heroine whose family has a strong presence and also acts as the Greek Chorus, humor, or the voice of reason 
 
and 
* a hero and a heroine who banter 

Mood:  a-ok

Just  My Size has just made my perfect pants. I thought I had gained weight because all of my pants were fitting tight around the waist. (I hadn't gained weight it just shifted.) As a woman who dresses casually for work, I thought the best decision I could make about my wardrobe was to go the legging and tunic route until I saw these pants!! Although they have an elastic waistband, they fit just like slacks. The skim over my thighs, bottom and legs, and flatter just like a pair of slacks. They are comfortable without pinching. It also versatile. It can be worn with flats, heels, boots, blouses, tunics or sweaters. I feel womanly, put together, and a little sexy when I wear these pants. I have them in black and herringbone. I wish they came in more colors!

Mood:  energetic

Let's get a few things out of the way first before I lodge into my review of the latest Hugh Jackman flick “Real Steel.” If you are a regular reader of this blog or of anything I ever posted on the internet over the past ten years, then you know that I love Hugh Jackman. Although there's a 50-50 chance that a Hugh Jackman film will be good, Hugh, himself is always charismatic and fun to watch on film. He never phones it in. Second, yes “Real Steel” is reminiscent of the 1980s toy "Rock 'Em Sock 'Em Robots," which I desperately wanted to own.

Thirdly, lets acknowledge that we are all in the electronic artificial intelligence age and that we are more slaves to our computers than ever, and that we are selling humankind up a mechanic river filled with chips, metal, and plastic.

Finally, let’s also acknowledge that we are bloodthirsty creatures. From the ancient times, we liked gladiator matches. We, as humans, like watching UFC, football, boxin, WWE, etc. We like watching a good beat down, which is probably why people pull out there phones to video record fights before they call the police. “Real Steel” doesn’t acknowledge any of those personality quirks of humankind, because it isn’t that type of movie. “Real Steel” is not a morality play about humans becoming as cold as the technology we carry or why we enjoy blood sport. It is a feel good movie that both older children, teens, and parents can enjoy together. It is a family film where we root for the underdog.

Charlie (Hugh Jackman) is a washed up human boxer turned robot boxer, who trolls scrap yards looking for pieces to create a great robot boxer to pull him out of his poverty-ridden existence.  Even when Charlie discovers he has an 11-year-old son, Max, he still chases after the dollar with horrible circumstances until Max discovers an old robot that can take a ticking and keep on licking. Even better, it can be taught to fight because it shadows the moves of anything in front of it. From this point, the movie begins its upward trajectory. The junkyard dog robot Max discovers, Atom, moves up the ranks until it is given a championship match. Charlie and Max bond over boxing, cans of Dr. Pepper, and training Atom. You know where this story is going (actually not all of it because the ending is a bit of a surprise), and it is a pleasing ride.

The robot animatronics is awesome. Whoever worked on the robotics on this movie should takeover the Transformers franchise. They made the most clunky robot boxer graceful and light on their 2 ton feet. The boxing matches are engaging. The audience I saw it with was as hooked as I was. They were shouting at the screen; mirroring the punches; grimacing with each body blow; and clapping after each victory. Even better, Hugh Jackman and Dakota Goyo (who plays Max) are just engaging on screen as their metal counterparts. The little boy has attitude, moxie, street smarts, and just enough moppet to not him appear as a pint-size asshole. The same could be said for Jackman. His character is a totally jerk, but he gives him just enough tenderness that we forgive him for being an absentee dad.

The kinetic and mostly urban soundtrack add to making the audience hyper. Tracks by Timbaland, 50-Cent, and Eminem feature prominently in the movie and adds to the grittiness of underground robot boxing as well as underscoring the hungriness of Charlie, Max and Atom to win.

You will not waste your money seeing this crowd-pleaser especially if you go with your tween-age kids or younger. (There was a little boy in my audience, no more than 4 years old, who shouted out that he wanted to be a robot. Too cute.)

Real Steel Soundtrack on @Spotify

Mood:  not sure

Dad slammed his for down. 'That's enough!' A spatter of gravy flew across the table and landed on the clother. 'If you can't be civil, then you go to your room. What the hell's got into you, Eleanor?' --page 257, You Against Me by Jenny Downham

Mood:  caffeinated

After about two weeks serious balmy weather in New York City, we are finally getting some Autumn like weather. As much as I like fall weather, it can be a bit bi-polar: really cold in the morning and warm in the afternoon. So, I've taken to wearing a scarf over my blazer  each morning so I'm not too warm in the afternoon nor too cold in the morning. Woman's Day magazine had a nice little video on a new way to tie your scarf so it stays put. Click this link to check it out. I'm going to try it tomorrow.