I canāt say Wicked is the best movie Iāve seen in theaters but it was an awesome experience. I went alone on a rainy night, the first Friday it was out. the theater was jam-packed with gaggles of gays, women dragging along their reluctant boyfriends and husbands, little girls (many dressed like Glinda!), and young women having a girlās night.
There were middle school girls sitting behind me who were chattering away while we waited for the movie to start; when a Target ad came on, one of them said āHas anyone noticed that Target just isnāt as fun anymore? Maybe this is just growing up.ā
All of the women in the theater were audibly sobbing throughout the movie including myself. The middle school girls cried the most and one of the college girls sitting next to me said at the end āI canāt believe I cried watching WICKED thatās so embarrassing.ā The gays were screaming and jumping in the street outside afterwards about how good it was. It wasā¦ beautiful.
(You can hear my actual thoughts on the movies here).
(The Substance is objectively the best movie Iāve seen in theaters; you can hear me talk about it here if youāre interested).
Dec 10, 2024
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I finally saw Wicked and damn that was the first musical in a while I loved, anyone else love the movie? Iāve never read the book or seen the play.
Jan 3, 2025
i canāt recommend it enough, so much love and care went into this adaptation and the result is the most beautiful and immersive experience ever
and yes ariana grande is that good as galinda, cynthiaās beautiful voice will make you cry, jonathanās fiyero will literally make you swoon, the sets are stunning, the practical effects are gorgeous and the colour is so fun and vibrant goddd this film deserves the love it has been getting and more!
Nov 21, 2024
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I am a huge musical theatre nerd. This was the first movie I ever went to see alone at a movie theater. I was 14 years old and already a smoker, a Daniel Day Lewis die hard fan, and Marion Cotillard obsessed.
I remember I watched on a weekday after school, still in my uniform. I was the only person in the room, it was like a 2pm screening on a Wednesday.
I was so brokenhearted because of my first boyfriend and he happened to LOVE musicals as well, so I bought my ticket alone and it felt like a really big girl move, to go without him to see a movie I knew he wanted to see.
I remember crying THE WHOLE MOVIE. Literally bawling my eyes out.
I learned every song.
Years later, I auditioned with a performance of āTake It Allā for a Musical Theater Major I couldnāt sign up for because of money. Its weird because that song got me the scholarship (even tho I couldnāt go study, I did won the thing).
That day, by myself, at the movies, is a day Iāll remember forever.
May 6, 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 somebodyābe it a relative or one of my best friendsāwas 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 š
Feb 23, 2025
Schedule sent my resignation email for the morning, effective immediately ā
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Feb 27, 2025
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Iāve 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 vapidāa critique often rooted in misogynyābut 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 misinterpretationāpreconceived 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 imageāselfies, 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 thereās another way: where connection is built on shared ideas, tastes, and interests rather than surface-level content. Itās refreshing to be part of a community that values thoughts over optics.
By sharing so few images of myself, Iāve found that it gives others room to focus on my ideas and voice. When I do share an image, it feels intentionalāsomething 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. Iāve 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? Itās a question worth considering.
Dec 27, 2024