Pomegranates

For the past few weeks, I have been wallowing in the comforts of girl-tv. The channel in question is called Cosmo, and it features amongst other things movies starring Julia Roberts, Colin Firth, Sandra Bullock and repeats of such uber-feminist gems such as Sex and the City, Charmed and Veronica Mars. It's completely addictive. And advertisements are awesome. It's clear who they're targeting. Women in need of the most technologically advanced pregnancy tests, wholewheat pasta and pomegranates. Pomegranates in everything: not just bevvies but hair dye and chewing gum. C'est fou!

Do you know if you misspell the name of the fruit, as I just did, your google query will bring up links explaining how to eat one? It may be have ascended to power food status, but the pomegranate still manages to leave people in the midwest slightly baffled. And that is awesome too.

Image: slashfoods.com

Tangerine Dream

This evening I caught the promo for Mama Mia!, and my first thought was, 'Why is the girl from Big Love orange?' Upon closer inspection, I noticed the tangerine plague seemed to have spread to the rest of the cast. Meryl Streep, Colin Firth and Pierce Brosnan all looked like they'd been hit by the orange stick. In a rather uneven manner. Although I've always subscribed to the school of 'pale and interesting', I must confess that all this Mystic Tanning has me nostalgic for a good old-fashioned biscuity tan. The kind one would get, oh, I don't know, say in Greece.

Seriously, why isn't Lindsay Lohan starring in this?

Update: Saw the film and thought it was a giggle. A bit tough going at times but ultimately uplifting. Since AbFab went off the air, there's been a real dearth of perimenopausal women cavorting in sequins.