Zoe Saldana: I have a hard time accepting roles that typecast a culture. I don't need to play Juana, the prostitute from Washington Heights, in every movie. If it's been done before, you don't need my help. Latinos, we're not all pimps or prostitutes, we don't all deal drugs; not everyone in Jamaica smokes weed; not every Middle Easterner is a terrorist. It's boring, offensive, and hurtful. I'm not bitter about it, I'm just saying that I would like to retain accuracy of certain cultures. Some people will do these roles, but I'm fine with being poor.
Monday, January 4, 2010
Sunday, January 3, 2010
One of my 743878932 resolutions for 2010 was to be kind to myself- the whole beatyourselfupeverydaybecauseyouarenotintelligentattractivelikeableskinnywittyloveablelawyerly deal is getting old for me (SO 2009). At 25, I shouldn't really whine about not being perfect because that is LAME.
Because I figured that this was a good way to spend the last precious moments of my winter break, I decided to have a decadent afternoon on Newbury Street yesterday in the snow with my fiance. My mission? Well, let's be honest here: my main mission was to spend my Anthropologie gift card that I got for Christmas. This was accomplished rather quickly and left me with a lot of time to kill before dinner at Stephanie's (by the way, their meatloaf is amazing, and this is coming from a girl who rarely eats red meat, let alone meatloaf with cheese, gravy and mashed potatoes).
SO. I decided to treat myself to some lovely bath and body goodies. Enter Sabon. I'm all about sensory experience and have been known to waste water for 30 minutes because I don't want to get out of the shower. I prefer Sabon's natural glycerin soaps in delicious flavors. I ended up getting a bar of their Kiwi Mango Rose Petals soap, and my shopping partner ended up with Ocean. At $6.25/lb, these soaps are not cheap, but as a mood elevator, they do wonders. If you go to the store itself, you can get your hands washed by one of the sales associates. I know, it sounds a little weird, but you get a lovely hand massage and soft, nice smelling hands afterwards. It's like the best part of a manicure! When you're feeling blue, it's the best place to go for a quick pick me up.
129 Newbury Street
Boston, MA 02116
Phone: (617) 236-1931