The Best of 2011
Ah, 2011…how I’ll miss thee! To commemorate the passing of this year, here is a list of my favorites things. While some of these websites, books and artists have been around a while, I really enjoyed them this year.
best music blog (*best in show for the year – i love this site!)
feelnumb.com (here is one of my favorite posts)
best beauty blog
kandee the make-up artist (a favorite post on how to get flawless skin)
best fashion blog
Wendy’s Lookbook (a favorite youtube video on 25 ways to wear a scarf)
best food blog
Two Dancing Buckeyes (a favorite post on use-it-or-lose-it soup)
best girl-provoking blog
style rookie (a favorite post, she’s full of secrets)
best financial blog
Mr. Money Mustache (a favorite post, How much is that bitch costin ya?)
best local blog
What I Wore Today (a favorite post, Before Eight)
favorite novel of the year
The Jazz Bird by Craig Holden
Her Mother’s Daughter: A Memoir of the Mother I Never Knew and of My Daughter, Courtney Love by Linda Carroll
Bossypants by Tina Fey
favorite new (to me) music
Favorite new sad bastard music
Scala & Kolacny Brothers
Bill Cunningham New York (available on netflix streaming)
favorite music documentary
Foo Fighters: Back and Forth
favorite new tv show
favorite obsession (same as last year)
best ‘what’s old is new again’
My So-Called Life
best useful website
Mad Men: How a TV show can earn its three-martini lunch.
Its lack of nostalgia is what makes Mad Men, an AMC original series, the most interesting show on television. Considering it is set in the early 1960s wealthy Manhattan business world, this is a major feat.
On one hand, the show makes it easy to be impressed with the art and look of the times, but, on another, it repeatedly shows you why today is a whole lot better. Bad things fill its scenes constantly and to repeat them would sound like a sociology lecture.
The ringmaster of this circus is Donald Draper, played by Jon Hamm. He is the perfect business man: A creative genius who also can craft cunning strategy. And he’s as handsome as stylists can make ‘em.
Draper will almost always do the wrong thing but has been able, up to this point, to continue to live his life’s lie. He still needs his comeuppance, which will be mirroring America as the show progresses through the 1960s social upheaval. I am waiting to see how Draper and the others will react, which is half the fun and half the dread.
The show’s opening credits provide the correct tone up front: A heavy, black shape of a man falling from a skyscraper through a delicate sea of light, pastel-colored feminine advertising. Obviously, this is no Man in the Gray Flannel Suit—our man has no hope for redemption.