IFMiB Commenter of the Week: KIA!!!
People often cite fear of the first comment as one of the reasons they don’t like commenting. Well Kia clearly demonstrates everyone starts somewhere and while we all can’t be her, maybe we should strive to be – as it relates to commenting on content we dig. Kia is a valued member of the IFMiB community and I enjoy seeing her contributions. I love how she kicks it old school and feels very much like someone I’d want to hang out with at a family reunion or bbq.
- First time poster, I’ve been enjoying the topics here quite a bit.
It was interesting to compare and contrast this with a season of Kell on Earth…
As an avid tennis fan, Wintour’s fan girl crush on Roger Federer has amused me thru out the years. I couldn’t help but smile when she was in a meeting with Testino in Paris and immediately asked if he saw RF’s match. He said no, but quickly added that he knew he had won. Coliseum shoot be damned, you better know what’s going on with Fed during the French Open.
- I spent many summers in beaded braids so I’m usually a fan. But these look like they were pulled out of the Gary Dourdan circa A Different World closet.
And Sandra didn’t have to make any reasonable, concise statement when she knew she had this photo op as a trump card.
- I haven’t watched this show since Bailey had a husband but maybe a Moldavian Massacre will bring me back to the fold…
- I’m a huge tennis fan (spent a good part of the day catching up on the action in Stuttgart & Rome) but that is despite the efforts of the official governing body, TV networks, and organizers of major events such as Wimbledon, who admitted that court assignments (which can be a big deal especially on a temperamental surface such as grass) were influenced by the looks of the players.
The prolonged injury woes of Maria Sharapova (I think its her doggie that might be referred to in the piece) and the mental free fall of Ana Ivanovic, a Serbian player with the a huge Adidas contract, have sent the powers that be scampering for another “it” girl to shove down my throat.
Thank goodness for the internet & TV services that offer multiple matches simultaneously so that I can follow matches based on quality and not who is deemed pretty enough to wear Stella McCartney. But it makes me sad that a casual fan who turns on NBC in a couple of weeks during the French Open will not necessarily be seeing the best that women’s tennis has to offer.
- I give this post a big Amen!
I turned 36 last month and can only shake my head whenever my beloved teenaged cousins share their jamz on FB. I’m in the middle of recreating my parents killer music collection and am having a grand time doing so.