Carla Gypsygirl's Blurty

Respectable rebels
Hey hey, loyal readers! The truth in Carla's life is that she is feeling despondent...acting and design jobs are about as rare as Sydney rainfall. So, there ain't that much exciting to report. Instead, I will give you the lowdown on what's goin' on in my head, which is always more interesting than real life!

Potter = Hotter!

As a young Asian actress, one of my dream roles was to play Harry Potter's love interest, Cho Chang. Unfortunately, this role has already gone to a teenage actress who is probably 10 years younger than me. Plus, Cho ends up being a bit of a crazy, unstable, crying chick anyway. So I will just have to hope that the Sex and the City folks will make a movie about Carrie and the girls, set 16 years in the future, and I will get to play Charlotte's adopted Chinese daughter. And maybe then those mean Chanel sales assistants in the Sydney boutique will actually talk to me! Anyway, dream roles aside, let's talk about all things hotter...Harry Potter! Or Daniel Radcliffe, as he is professionally known. As you may know, Daniel Radcliffe, who plays Harry Potter in the films, has taken on the lead role in the play Equus. In this London play, our dear Daniel does a 10-minute scene in the nuddy. What I would like to say in regards to this is: I am SO PROUD of Daniel Radcliffe! Not because he got nude, but because he has taken his job as an actor SERIOUSLY, by taking risks and by appearing in a great play. In a world where showbiz kids are more known for their social antics than their artistic endeavours, Daniel Radcliffe stands head, shoulders and nuddy bits above the crowd. Even the best of us want to rebel as we grow up, but do we see Daniel hanging out at Hyde, spewing on himself or starring in his own crappy reality TV show? No! Instead, dear Danny is working hard at being a serious actor, and getting smashing reviews while he is at it! Daniel rebels within his art form, and in a tasteful way, too. Um, hello, Equus is a totally famous and clever play. And if Daniel is prepared to get nude and risk public embarrassment for the sake of being taken seriously, then good for him! I mean, geez, I was scared enough to appear on film in a one-piece swimming costume.

TV, TV, TV!
Oh my gosh, there is SO MUCH good TV on at the moment. To be frank, I don't usually watch that much TV, because I am usually 1) on the bus; 2) reading a book; 3) doing housework; or 4) clicking away at good blogs on the Internet. But this season's offerings have been too good to pass up. First of all, Brothers and Sisters on Channel 7 (for you Oz readers!) is a great show to watch if you are a bit of an acting nerd, like me. I mean, who can pass up a show with acting heavyweights like Sally Field, Rachel Griffiths and Calista Flockhart in the cast? I also like Brothers and Sisters because it's not as silly as so many of the other popular shows out there. Sure, I love Desperate Housewives every now and then, but the whole Stepford Wives-meets Raymond Chandler-in techniciolour thing does wear thin every once in a while. And I do get tired of seeing skinny ladies making out constantly with oily blokes. Um, plot please! Of course, us Aussies also love seeing local actors like Rachel Griffiths making it big in the US!

Ugly Betty is also a super show. I am a big fan of The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants books, and America Ferrera (who plays Ugly Betty) has a lead role in the film, so I already had a soft spot for this new TV show. I think that everyone loves stories about misunderstood underdogs. I also feel that I can relate to Betty, in her plight to get a job. And who doesn't relate to feeling left out and dorky every now and then? Having had glasses AND braces at the same time, I feel like I have been a Chinese version of dear Betty. Ugly Betty borrows heavily from any TV show or movie that has covered the fashion industry- the office looks like the one from Audrey Hepburn's Funny Face, and the mag hag jargon can be recognised from The Devil Wears Prada. But Ugly Betty still feels fresh and original. Perhaps it is because, for once, the female protagonist is not a skinny, sexy babe...and she is also not going to morph into one any time soon. It's about time that we saw women who look more like us on the telly (for better or for trakky-dak worse!), instead of these scary, skinny, weird and Botoxed fashionistas.

I have only just started to watch Extras recently, however, I feel like I am already part of the in-joke crowd. Especially when I know actors and extras who really do act like prats. Also, how can you go wrong with guest stars like David Bowie and D. Radcliffe?

Rocky, you can do it!

Bet you didn't think I was the type of girl to love the newest Rocky movie, Rocky Balboa. I mean, it's a movie that has sport in it (yuck!), and trying to decipher Stallone's slurring is like watching a foreign film. But, as I said before, I do love a story about an underdog! Rocky is such a sweet character- he tries hard, talks funny, wears a cool hat, is a genuine nice guy, loves his wife (even though she is deady-bones), makes bad jokes and owns his own restaurant. Rocky Balboa is like a good McDonald's Cheeseburger. You know it's a bit generic, and you wonder whether some bits are recycled meat, but it is also so delicious and cheesy that you can't help but devour it and feel all good and warm afterwards! Man, if I have a son, I so wanna call him Rocky!

Being fat
Okay, there are certain rules in life that everyone should know, and one of them is that you should NEVER, EVER say that a girl looks fat. Especially not to her face! There is this dude at my work who is notorious for commenting on the weight of his female co-workers. And I have become his latest victim! The other day, one of the girls at work measured my shoulders so that they could order in a new uniform for me. While I was innocently spraying and wiping down our glass cabinets, this evil boy (who I will call Nutella) struts by, and the following conversation took place:

Nutella: Hee hee, my measurements are smaller than yours!
Carla: Excuse me?
Nutella: I saw your measurements, and mine are smaller than yours! Hee hee! I am sooooo skinny!
Carla: (aims cleaning fluid gun at Nutella's face) Are you saying that I'm FAT? If you are, then I am going to spray this IN YOUR FACE!
Nutella: I am skinnier than you! I am soooooo skinny! My measurements are smaller than all girl's measurements! I read Megan Gale's measurements, and mine are smaller than hers! I am girl's size six!
Carla: I totally don't care. Go and tell Nicole Ritchie, because I really don't care how skinny you are.
Nutella: I love being thin!
Carla: Look, if you don't get the hell out of here, I'm going to kick your skinny arse!

And with that, Nutella left. My gosh, what a weirdo. I think Nutella thinks that he can get away with these disgusting comments because 1) English is his second language, and 2) he is attracted to boys, and not girls. But those are not good enough excuses for me. You should never comment on anyone's weight, ever. And who cares if I am fat? Which, for the record, I'm not. But even if I was, why should it matter? Geez. Being fat can't stop anyone from helping others, or being kind, or being a kick-arse singer like Aretha. Anyway, my theory is that Nutella is hella jealous of me because I have boobs and he doesn't. There's one thing you truly can't change, and that's genetics and gender, darling!
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Okay loves, that's enough for today! Hope you're all well and getting into the weekend groove! Until later!

Lots of love,
Lala xxx