A few Smashes and Trashes from the past three weeks:
TRASH! Clear bra straps. I saw these all over Italy. Open note to the women of the world: A clear bra strap isn't really clear. It's plastic and, unless you have plastic Barbie skin, you can see it when you wear it. Please either go strapless or pick a bra with straps that match your top. Thanks.
SMASH! Gelato. Italian food in general, actually.
TRASH! Mamma Mia, the movie. I watched this online tonight with Rachel. I'm infinitely glad I didn't pay 75dkk ($15) to see this in the theater here, because it's the worst movie I've seen in a long time (Yes, even worse than Stardust). The plot is weak because they have to keep pausing to squeeze in an ABBA song or sex joke, Pierce Brosnan (whom I have (HAD?!) the utmost respect for) actually tries to sing (godawful. Johnny Depp was waaaay better in Sweeney Todd), and I'm pretty convinced the entire thing ends in a big, wet orgy.
SMASH! Eggs Benedict, which I had at brunch today.
TRASH! Rainy weather.
SMASH! The newest season of Project Runway. Specifically, Blayne.