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But because it’s an adaptation of a Gillian Flynn novel (author of Gone Girl) it’s more vicious/bleak/graphic/twisted. So good in a totally different way and it made me fall in love with Amy Adams. RIP Jean-Marc Vallée :(
Apr 26, 2024
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Both the Gillian Flynn book and the tv show with Amy Adams. I watched the show first and was absolutely entranced. Then I read the book, and even though I knew the ending I couldn’t put it down.
“It follows Camille Preaker (portrayed by Adams), an emotionally troubled reporter who returns to her hometown to cover the murders of two young girls.”
May 29, 2024
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It’s directed by Jean Marc-Valle who did the first season of BLL. Based off a Gillian Flynn book.
Apr 24, 2024
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I'm ridiculously behind and everyone has probably already read it. But I finished Gone Girl a couple weeks ago and absolutely loved it. The suspense, dual unreliable narrators, and strange intimacy you sense between them...phenomenal. You start by thinking Nick (the husband) doesn't know his wife at all and that he has just projected all his self-loathing onto her. Then you realize he wasn't entirely wrong and you didn't know Amy either. You don't know them but you do. They don't know each other but they do they do they do. The titular theme that you can never really know someone (yet you also can) summarized in these lines from the first page:
What are you thinking? How are you feeling? Who are you? What have ... What have we done to each other? What will we do?
*funny note 1: this was my 3rd attempt at reading Gone Girl over the past 4 years. every time i tried to read it i could never get to Amy's part because i just haaaaatedddd Nick so much i couldn't bear to be in his head any longer.
*funny note 2: my boyfriend was extra cautious around me and even a little anxious while i was reading LMAO
*sidenote: the movie was fine. i thought the pacing was a little fast, but understandable. what i didn't like was you didn't see any of Nick's internal monologue, so he just seems like a regular bum kind of a dick. when really he's like a huge piece of shit.
Jan 26, 2024
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My dad teases me about how when I was a little kid, my favorite thing to do when I was on the landline phone with somebody—be it a relative or one of my best friends—was to breathlessly describe the things that were in my bedroom so that they could have a mental picture of everything I loved and chose to surround myself with, and where I sat at that moment in time. Perfectly Imperfect reminds me of that so thanks for always listening and for sharing with me too 💌
Feb 23, 2025
Schedule sent my resignation email for the morning, effective immediately ✅💅
Feb 27, 2025
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I’ve been thinking about how much of social media is centered around curating our self-image. When selfies first became popular, they were dismissed as vain and vapid—a critique often rooted in misogyny—but now, the way we craft our online selves feels more like creating monuments.
We try to signal our individuality, hoping to be seen and understood, but ironically, I think this widens the gap between how others perceive us and who we really are. Instead of fostering connection, it can invite projection and misinterpretation—preconceived notions, prefab labels, and stereotypes. Worse, individuality has become branded and commodified, reducing our identities to products for others to consume.
On most platforms, validation often comes from how well you can curate and present your image—selfies, aesthetic branding, and lifestyle content tend to dominate. High engagement is tied to visibility, not necessarily depth or substance. But I think spaces like PI.FYI show that there’s another way: where connection is built on shared ideas, tastes, and interests rather than surface-level content. It’s refreshing to be part of a community that values thoughts over optics.
By sharing so few images of myself, I’ve found that it gives others room to focus on my ideas and voice. When I do share an image, it feels intentional—something that contributes to the story I want to tell rather than defining it. Sharing less allows me to express who I am beyond appearance.
For women, especially, sharing less can be a radical act in a world where the default is to objectify ourselves. It resists the pressure to center appearance, focusing instead on what truly matters: our thoughts, voices, and authenticity. I’ve posted a handful of pictures of myself in 2,500 posts because I care more about showing who I am than how I look.
In trying to be seen, are we making it harder for others to truly know us? It’s a question worth considering.
Dec 27, 2024