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Repeat Thursday: Paradise By The DashBoard Light

I am a huge, huge music fanatic, I love every type of music, and I thought I would post my favorite song obsession every week, and share with all of you, what I’m loving at the moment.

For this week, I am head over heels in love with one of MeatLoaf’s older songs, called Paradise By The DashBoard Light. I recently got introduced to this song through the new AT&T commercial for The GoPhone which has a parody of Paradise By The DashBoard Light called Paradise By The GoPhone Light with Meatloaf, Tiffany, and some kid from the Disney Channel – I forget what his name is, but he was on a few shows recently.

Here is the Go Phone commercial:

Lyrics:

Dad:

Let me sleep on it
Let me sleep on it
I can’t take it any longer
Son I’m crazed
You ask me ’bout the GoPhone every night and day
As long as there’s no surprise bills to pay
We’re gonna go get you a GoPhone today

Son:
Then I love you ’til the end of time
I swear I love you ’til the end of time

Mom:

Then we’ll go and get you a GoPhone tonight
And we’ll see paradise by the GoPhone light

Son:
Yeah!
All right!

Dad & Mom:
It never felt so good
It never felt so right
Gonna get my son a GoPhone tonight
It never felt so good
It never felt so right
Gonna get my son a GoPhone tonight
It never felt so good
It never felt so right
Gonna get my son a GoPhone tonight

Son:
Hello Milwaukee!
All right!
Yeah!
Gonna get a GoPhone tonight
Yeah


And here is the original version version by MeatLoaf and Ellen Foley :) . This song is basically about teenage hormones and the boy is trying to get laid in the back of the car. However, the song is freaking awesome!


Here are the lyrics :)

BOY:
I remember every little thing
As if it happened only yesterday
Parking by the lake
And there was not another car in sight
And I never had a girl
Looking any better than you did
And all the kids at school
They were wishing they were me that night
And now our bodies are oh so close and tight
It never felt so good, it never felt so right
And we’re glowing like the metal
on the edge of a knife
Glowing like the metal on the edge of a knife
C’mon! Hold on tight!
C’mon! Hold on tight!
Though it’s cold and lonely in the deep dark night
I can see paradise by the dashboard light
GIRL:
Ain’t no doubt about it
We were doubly blessed
Cause we were barely seventeen
And we were barely dressed
Ain’t no doubt about it
Baby got to go and shout it
Ain’t no doubt about it
We were doubly blessed
BOY:
Cause we were barely seventeen
And we were barely dressed
Baby doncha hear my heart
You got it drowning out the radio
I’ve been waiting so long
For you to come along and have some fun
And I gotta let ya know
No you’re never gonna regret it
So open up your eyes I got a big surprise
It’ll feel all right
Well I wanna make your motor run
And now our bodies are oh so close and tight
It never felt so good, it never felt so right
And we’re glowing like the metal
on the edge of a knife
Glowing like the metal on the edge of a knife
C’mon! Hold on tight!
C’mon! Hold on tight!
Though it’s cold and lonely in the deep dark night
I can see paradise by the dashboard light
Though it’s cold and lonely in the deep dark night
Paradise by the dashboard light
You got to do what you can
And let Mother Nature do the rest
Ain’t no doubt about it
We were doubly blessed
Cause we were barely seventeen
and we were barely…
We’re gonna go all the way tonight
gonna go all the way tonight
We’re gonna go all the way tonight
gonna go all the way tonight tonight
We’re gonna go all the way tonight
gonna go all the way tonight tonight
We’re gonna go all the way tonight
gonna go all the way tonight tonight
RADIO BROADCAST:
Ok, here we go.
We got a real pressure cooker going here,
two down, nobody on,
no score, bottom of the ninth…
There’s the windup, and there it is,
a line shot up the middle, look at him go.
This boy can really fly!
He’s rounding first and really turning it on now,
he’s not letting up at all, he’s gonna try for second;
the ball is bobbled out in center,
and here comes the throw, and what a throw!
He’s gonna slide in head first,
here he comes, he’s out!
No, wait, safe, safe at second base.
This kid really makes things happen out there.
Batter steps up to the plate here’s the pitch,
he’s going, and what a jump he’s got,
he’s trying for third, here’s the throw,
its in the dirt, safe at third!
Holy cow, stolen base!
He’s taking a pretty big lead out there,
almost daring him to try and pick him off.
The pitcher glances over, winds up, and it bunted,
bunted down the third base line,
the suicide squeeze is on!
Here he comes, squeeze play,
it’s gonna be close, here’s the throw,
here’s the play at the plate,
Holy cow, I think he’s gonna make it!
GIRL:
Stop right there!!!
I gotta know right now!
Before we go any further!
Do you love me?
Will you love me forever?
Do you need me?
Will you never leave me?
Will you make me so happy
for the rest of my life?
Will you take me away
and will you make me your wife?
Do you love me?
Will you love me forever?
Do you need me?
Will you never leave me?
Will you make me so happy for the rest of my life?
Will you take me away
and will you make me your wife?
I gotta know right now
Before we go any further
Do you love me!!!?
Will you love me forever!!!?
BOY:
Let me sleep on it
Baby, baby let me sleep on it
Let me sleep on it
And I’ll give you an answer in the morning
Let me sleep on it
Baby, baby let me sleep on it
Let me sleep on it
And I’ll give you an answer in the morning
Let me sleep on it
Baby, baby let me sleep on it
Let me sleep on it
And I’ll give you an answer in the morning
GIRL:
I gotta know right now!
Do you love me?
Will you love me forever?
Do you need me?
Will you never leave me?
Will you make me so happy for the rest of my life?
Will you take me away
and will you make me your wife?
I gotta know right now!
Before we go any further
Do you love me?
Will you love me forever?
BOY:
Let me sleep on it
Baby, baby let me sleep on it
Let me sleep on it
And I’ll give you an answer in the morning
Let me sleep on it
Baby, baby let me sleep on it
Let me sleep on it
And I’ll give you an answer in the morning
GIRL:
I gotta know right now!
Before we go any further
Do you love me!!!?
Will you love me forever!!!?
BOY:
Let me sleep on it!!
GIRL:
Will you love me forever!!!?
BOY:
I couldn’t take it any longer
Lord I was crazed
And when the feeling came upon me
Like a tidal wave
I started swearing to my God
and on my mother’s grave
That I would love you to the end of time
So now I’m praying for the end of time
To hurry up and arrive
Cause if I gotta spend another minute with you
I don’t think that I can really survive
I’ll never break my promise or forget my vow
But God only knows what I can do right now
I’m praying for the end of time
It’s all that I can do, woo hoo
Praying for the end of time,
so I can end my time with you!!!
BOY:
It was long ago and it was far away
And it was so much better than it is today
GIRL:
It never felt so good
It never felt so right
And we were glowing like
A metal on the edge of a knife

Meatloaf had/has such an amazingly powerful voice!! No wonder he is such a freaking legend! I want to see him teach the AI kids a thing or two!

May 22, 2008 Posted by | Music, Real Life | Leave a Comment

New York Times: I Love What You Didn’t Do To Your Chipped Nails

I Love What You Didn’t Do to Your Chipped Nails

By MELENA RYZIK

PITY the mothers and grandmothers. Visible bra straps, glaringly obvious roots — these are but a few of the grooming no-nos that have become yes-yeses in recent years.

Now there is another stylistic tic that would have been unthinkable on a proper lady in your Aunt Beatrice’s day. Over the last few years — since the era of the skull print scarf, let’s say, or the (metaphorical) rise of the Olsen twins — having streaked, chipped or just plain grotty nail polish no longer suggests drug addiction, manual labor or pure laziness. Like untied high-tops, thread-worn jeans and bedhead, it’s now part of a deliberate look.

And chipped polish is not sported solely by nail-biting school students and downtown punkers. It has been spotted uptown, in professional settings and gala parties, behind department store sales counters and even (gasp!) on beauty and fashion industry insiders.

Anyone can get caught between manicures. But now women no longer have to sit on their hands when they do.

“Before, when nail polish was chipped you absolutely had to run and get it fixed,” said Ji Baek, the owner of Rescue Beauty Lounge and a manicure doyenne who has noticed the Olsens and Lindsay Lohan with less-than-impeccable polish. Now, clients like hers are “wearing perfectly-tailored clothes, they have $5,000 bags and equally fabulous shoes, but their nails are chipped and they’re saying, ‘I don’t care.’ They don’t want to be too perfect.”

But, she noted, their polish “is so perfectly chipped.”

Being otherwise exquisitely turned out may be the key to making the undone-nails look work. (“Chipping is cool, but chipping in a schleppy way when you don’t have a $5,000 handbag is not as cool,” Ms. Baek said.)

Still, it’s hard to know where to draw the line. Are chipped nails appropriate for everyone? Can they fly during a job interview? A date? A wedding?

“I was raised that a lady should always have her nails done,” Joanne Cruz, a clothing designer based in Manhattan, wrote in an e-mail message. “But there are times when I let my nails chip and I’m perfectly fine with it because I think it looks kinda cool.”

Women have so much pressure to look put together, she wrote. “Now I think sometimes if you’re busy with your day and you don’t have time to get your nails done, it can add character.”

But Ms. Cruz noted that she would never go on a date with less-than-perfect polish, even with someone she had been seeing for a few months.

Kerry Diamond, a vice president for public relations at Lancôme, has watched grungy nails move from models to mainstream in the last few years, and crop up among people in her industry in the last few months. The trend parallels the fashion for more richly colored polish; when the predominant style was nude or pale pink nails, “you could still be wearing nail polish but you just wouldn’t really notice if nails were chipped,” she said.

Recently, a 20-something woman came to her for an informational interview, “beautifully dressed, Goyard bag, Louboutin shoes” with extremely chipped fire-engine-red nails. “It looked like she had definitely been wearing nail polish for two weeks,” Ms. Diamond said, sounding distinctly unhorrified. “This younger generation, it’s not that they’re more relaxed about grooming — they still spend time at the salon — but the grooming rules are different.”

And for people like Ms. Diamond and Ms. Cruz, whose mothers would be horrified at the thought of arriving at Lancôme — or anywhere — with imperfect nails, doing so suggests a level of busyness that’s emblematic of contemporary womanhood. Instead of signifying manual labor, chipped nails may now connote professional fabulousness.

“It’s not easy on your nails when you’re BlackBerrying all the time,” Ms. Diamond said.

Sending the message that your life is much too complex, darling, to bother with maintaining a manicure is exactly the point, said Michelle Markowitz, an aspiring actress sporting artfully eroded blood-red nails.

“When I get my nails done, I like how it looks,” she said. But she also likes less-than-perfect nails “because it shows you don’t really care.”

Of course, not everyone is aware that messy nails are no longer a faux pas. Ms. Markowitz’s former agent in Los Angeles once told her to fix her manicure before an audition. (“I was completely taken aback,” Ms. Markowitz said. “I wasn’t even thinking of it.”)

And it’s really not appropriate for a job interview, said Lorri Zelman, the president of the Human Resources Association of New York. “If somebody wants to go in and nail an interview, they should have a certain level of conservatism,” she said.

But a surprising number of employers seem not to be bothered. A few weeks ago, Chloe Arauz, a clerk at Bloomingdale’s in SoHo, was showing — and selling — $2,700 watches while wearing bright orange nail polish so eroded, it almost looked as if she had just blotted it on. (It was counterbalanced by carefully applied gold eye shadow.) Eight months ago, when she got the job, she asked whether “funky” nails were O.K., she said. (They were). She has never heard a peep about letting her nails go.

Still, Ms. Arauz, a fashion merchandising management student at the Fashion Institute of Technology — where chipped nail polish is de rigueur — said she wouldn’t show up at an interview with imperfect nails.

Jessica Brand, a manager of bed-and-breakfasts in Chelsea and Greenwich Village, also lets her polish fade away. “I don’t think it’s permissible, but I don’t care,” she said. Her friend Amel Ouassel, a French-born interior decorator living in Manhattan, was even more blasé. “It’s not the end of the world,” she said, as she snuck a cigarette — with flaking black-over-dark red nails — in the garden at a party at MoMA.

Ms. Ouassel, with her Gallic chic — skinny jeans, layered black-and-white top, looped chain purse, tiny Chanel earrings — could probably pull off any manner of stylistic quirk.

“A girl with skinny jeans and a great bag looks like she did it on purpose,” said Deborah Lippman, a manicurist who has worked on the hands of Gwyneth Paltrow, Mary J. Blige and Madonna. “Those damn skinny girls can get away with murder.”

Well, almost. “Any of the really great chic girls are still not going to wear that to the Met ball,” Ms. Lippman said. “If they’re nominated for an Oscar, they’re not going to be wearing that. Would they wear it to a wedding? Maybe. But not their wedding.”

So the rules are fluid, but the pressure’s off. Ms. Diamond of Lancôme tries to keep her manicure fresh, she said. But if she misses an appointment, “I am relieved to know that you won’t be judged as harshly as maybe you would have been a few years ago.”

Does this mean that we will be seeing a wave of moms and grandmas with punk rock nails? Not likely, said Ms. Lippman, who for obvious reasons is not a fan of letting one’s nails go.

“I don’t think you can get away with if you’re a woman of a certain age,” she said. What’s a certain age?

“Anybody over 35,” she replied.

There is another caveat to consider. Chipped fingernail polish may be modern and chic in certain situations; chipped toenail polish is still, uniformly, a never-never. Ms. Baek summed it up in one word: “Gross.”


Source: New York Times

May 22, 2008 Posted by | Articles, Fashion, Nails | Leave a Comment

   

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