Former “Suits” Actress Marries British Ex-Soldier

So…. in case you’ve been living under a rock or you’ve just woken up from a coma, Meghan Markle and Prince Harry got married today.

I watched the whole thing. I am a royalist. I love William and Kate. I love reading about the family and even though there are sooooooo many skeletons in their closet.

I’ve been watching Meghan on Suits since 2013 and to me, it’s so strange seeing her marry Prince Harry. I still see her as Rachel Zane, kick ass paralegal turned lawyer.

The ceremony was beautiful. She looked amazing. I loved that for the majority of it, she walked down the aisle alone. They held hands throughout the service and they looked like the poster picture of love.

Everything was so fresh and modern.

I am sure she will positively impact the monarchy and her presence has helped the image of the monarchy, making it more inclusive and more open-minded.

They looked so in love and so happy.

I wish them the best.

Congratulations to the Duke and Duchess of Sussex!

 

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Hollywood Phonies’ Awards And Racist Homophobes in Chief

4:56 PM

I’m joking, of course.

I’ve been obsessed with The Lonely Island in these past couple of days and “Threw It On the Ground” is hilarious. So that’s where “Hollywood Phonies” comes from.

The other part of the title refers to the fucking morons we might elect tonight.

I’m writing this part at 5PM so nothing has happened yet. I voted. I took my grandparents to vote (after making sure they were not voting for the Right).

Anyway, I’ll be updating this post as we go through, both talking about The Oscars and the results of our political elections.

If you’re new to Italian politics, I wrote a post about them a couple of days ago and you an read it here!

I already gave this post a title: “Hollywood Phonies’ Awards And Racist Homophobes in Chief”. Let’s hope I’m wrong.



11:29 PM

2018-03-04 (1)The First exit polls are rolling in. Shit is looking bad. I’m drinking ginger and turmeric tea and I have a bag of cheese crackers in the cupboard if I’m really desperate at 3AM.

We have this journalist, Enrico Mentana, who does TV Marathons for big elections or events. He did it for Brexit, for the 2016 Presidential Election, last year referendum and more. He stays up all night, talking to the guests in the studio, talking to the other journalists in the field and getting angry with the direction team. The correspondents are never ready, there are mistakes in the graphs. Then after a while, the guests start to leave, the camera shots are shaky and always late.

There are so many memes about him and this #MaratonaMentana and it’s hilarious.




00:48 AM

I’m falling asleep. The 5 star movement might actually win. Ew.

I saw Chelsea Peretti on the Red Carpet.



02:04 AM

I’m going to bed. This is a nightmare.

The Oscars have just started but the early results of the election made me sick to my stomach.



09:29 AM

I woke up half an hour ago and immediately yelled to my mom:

“Who won the election?!”

“Salvini and 5 Stars Movement”

And with my lovely and adorable colourful language I screamed:

“What the fuck? Are you fucking joking?”

Then I immediately felt super ashamed of my country and felt the need of hiding somewhere and watching Brooklyn Nine Nine to cheer up.

On a more positive note, Congratulations to all the Oscars winners, especially Jordan Peele. Congrats to Emily V Gordon and Kumail Nanjiani and to Gary Oldman for winning Best Actor.

(I had a huge crush on Gary Oldman when he played Sirius Black in the Harry Potter films)

So now we have some sort of “hung government”. We have two winners! Only in our idiotic and stupid country, we could have two winners in a election. The President of the Republic has to decide who to give the task to form the next government to. It’s a mess.



10.30 AM

He has just announced that he’s been “marathoning” for 12 straight hours!!! Unbelievable! With Trump, he had stopped at 11!



12.03 PM

People are resigning, others are arrogantly gloating and the country is broken. They have just created a new election reform and now we’re in deep shit.

Brooklyn Nine Nine marathon… here I come! Help me forget this nonsense.


I’m going to study now. It’s been a hell of a night. Let’s hope we’ll go voting again or that they’ll form some sort of coalition or whatever so they can stop the racists from taking over our government.

Goodbye

xxx



18:09 PM

I’ve already posted this and I thought I was done with this but my friend just texted me saying the Marathon is still going on! He had a break for probably a couple of hours and then came back on TV!

I opened up my cheese crackers and I’m eating my feelings. Damn, it’s depressing. It feels like the 2016 Election Night all over again.

The Least Worst of Them All – Italian Politics

I’m so tired. This electoral campaign is killing me.

Here in Italy there is such a toxic and poisonous environment: these elections are fucking disgusting.

Long story short: all the candidates are terrible.

Fascists, fascists, more fascists, idiots, ignorant idiots, annoying people and a disgraced former prime minister with tax evasion convictions, accusations of having had sex with a 17-year-old and the “elegant dinner parties” in which he had strippers, prostitutes and so much more.

Yes, I’m talking about Silvio Berlusconi. We all thought he had retired, he had recused himself to private life, walking his stupid dog and feeding lambs. (Just google the lamb thing. *epic eye roll* ).

I’m so fed up with this revolting climate.

We have far-right movements that want migrants out of the country, hate the LGBTQ+ community, hate the European Union, hate “the system” (whatever that is). They made deplorable comments about our speaker of the house, Laura Boldrini who has received rape and death threats because she is a woman in power.

I’m talking about Matteo Salvini, fascist in chef of the “Lega” party. A truly horrid human being.

And yet, there was a stand in the middle on the Piazza of my city, encouraging people to vote for them. We are in a very Pro-Lega zone and some comments I’ve heard have been truly horrific.

Then there is the “5 star movement”: a group of entitled, arrogant and dodgy individuals whose policy is currently unclear. They are new to politics and their unpreparedness is the cause of the many scandals they have been a part of and irresponsible decisions they have made. You can consider them “centrists”?

Here is a cartoon of all the coalitions and political parties:

https://www.nomoscsp.com/media/k2/items/cache/01decf3672caaa639fd5af58d563ab44_XL.jpg
From L to R: The Right / The Left / The 5 Stars Movement / … and some other people?

Then, last but not least, we have the left.

As a very liberal person, I’ve been trying to find a candidate that I could embrace.

But there is a pretty big problem: there are too many parties inside the left. They decided to split into tiny tiny sections, instead of uniting and fighting against the Right.

People aren’t very comfortable talking about their vote: I am.

I’m voting left. I’m voting for the Democratic Party.

Because I like them? No. I don’t. I agree with some of the things they are talking about and promising to us. But I don’t particularly like Matteo Renzi, the supposed leader of the PD (Democratic Party) and man who will inevitably be chosen by the President of the Republic to form the government.

After reading this you’ll probably think: “Why are you voting for someone you don’t really like?”

The answer is simply. I’m doing what American Voters should have done in 2016.

YOU VOTE THE LEAST WORST CANDIDATE

We have to ensure that the Right won’t win. Sadly, casting your vote for a small leftist party would spread the numbers and therefore, nobody would stand a chance to win against the other aisle.

Italian politics are ugly. We are known for our cases of ignorance, corruption and racism.

And for this, I also blame myself.

I didn’t get invested. I didn’t do anything to support what I believe. Mainly because, I don’t see represented in a candidate what I stand for.

There are no campaigns, no ways in which young people can get involved. I also never spoke about it on social media. (Maybe for the better, since you can’t change people’s mind via Facebook and what you get into are just arguments and fights).

I wish I had the opportunity of doing something more, I wish there was a united left I whose beliefs I could relate to.

What I’m saying is: Please vote left. Please don’t let Salvini and Berlusconi’s coalition become the next government.

We are already so so so behind on everything. We can’t move backwards.

And now, I’m leaving you with Last Week Tonight With John Oliver’s newest desk piece about our upcoming elections.

He will explain everything so much better than I ever could.

xxx

Georgia

And for more fun: here is a ridiculous poster made my Italians to explain to English-speaking people what our parties (and candidates) stand for:

Italian Election's Guide.jpeg

 

 

Sometimes Change Isn’t For The Better

I got a haircut today.

And it didn’t go as planned.

I wanted it shortened and with long bangs so that there is a little movement and volume. Instead the hairdresser cut them too short and now it looks like I had a fringe and I’m trying to grow them out.

It’s not terrible… I kind of like it. It’s the way she curled it that I don’t really like.

Anyway, you can all imagine what my family had to say about it.

My mom came in saying: “Oh my God what is that? What did you do with your hair?”

My sister said nothing.

My aunt gave a consiscending smile and said: “Wow, the hairdresser is so hip and modern and she gives you an horr… well, a haircut like that.”

Then they piled on:

– “It looks like you’re from the 80s.”

– “You look ancient”

– “You just need to grow your bangs.”

Then they added that “compliment” because maybe they realised what they said was mostly negative and said: “But you still look pretty.”

So yeah…I was trying so hard not to cry. I am so deeply insecure about me appearance that it kills me every time.

I promised myself I wouldn’t have listened but after the forth comment, I couldn’t help it.

So guess what? Tomorrow I’ll wash my hair and try to style it as I like it.

Wish me luck.

xxx