On a beautiful sunny day, guess what happens to white redheads that forget to wear sunscreen? They get a beautiful splotchy sunburn. F.
Last night, I was highly anticipating a crazy night of going out, which later turned into just a movie and dinner, which instead turned into staying at home and renting a movie. I have heard so many great things about Tree of Life, so I thought it was the perfect flick to watch. Except for one thing: I was grumpy, irritable, and uncomfortable because of my horrible burn. Apparently the movie couldn’t have been more inappropriate for the time. Instead of appreciating the unraveling of the plot, the slow beautiful images of jellyfish, placenta, dinosaurs and other creatures floating across the screen, I instead grew rather impatient, and was totally annoyed with the whole movie. I kept trying to fall asleep, but Jessica Chastain’s whispering voice so was annoying I couldn’t, and at any second I expected Brad Pitt to go into full on wife-beating mode, which he never did. I always thought I was one of those artsy-fartsy people that would totally “get it”…except for last night I wanted to punch someone instead. Maybe I’ll try again on another day?
Cassie’s Tree of Anger Look: Boots by Matisse, Bag by Marc Jacobs, Dress by Urban Outfitters, Jacket by Current/Elliot, Shades by Ray Bans,
