A Love Letter to Gwyneth Paltrow: there’s a fine line between love and hate

It’s hard to define Crying in Ubers. Maybe you consider it a comedy blog, maybe you think it’s just some psycho rambling every like 6 months or whatever, but most likely do you don’t even think of it at all. Well, I’d like to think of it as a lifestyle website. So why not mark my triumphant return (sorry I’ve been MIA but literally anxiety stops me from posting literally every time I consider opening my laptop) than with an ode to THE Lifestyle Guru of our generation. No, not Martha, although she was beyooooond hilarious at the Justin Bieber Roast. No, not Oprah. I’m talking Goopy herself, Miss Gwyneth Paltrow.

Look, I get it. It’s a fine line between love and hate. A few months ago I could go on a rant about her on the spot, never mind being unable to suppress an eye roll at every talk show appearance and pull quote posted all over the internet. I was right there with y’all buying a ticket to see Contagion just to watch her die. But now I’m Team Goop all the way.*

Sure, she seems pretentious and unlikable and completely ungrounded in reality. And that fuels the haters. But one morning I woke up and realized, that’s exactly what makes her so great. Don’t we all aspire to be so rich and fabulous and cultured that we can look down on literally all of America? Well, I do. So I’m appointing her my official (and therefore this site’s) life coach.

Why is she officially America’s most hated celeb? I mean she’s bffs with Jay Z and Beyoncè…that used to be enough to give anyone street cred. And don’t stone me here but is she really that different from the CHOSEN couple? Bey poured a bottle of Ace of Spades into a hot tub, and even if it wasn’t really full of champagne, is that really any worse than endorsing a $5,000 juicer or a hangover cure that involves racing between a hot bath and freezing shower?

She can’t connect with “regular” people

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I remember a lot of the hating starting when she released her cookbook, My father’s daughter. People were enraged that her recipes called for a wogwynnod burning pizza oven. Even she admitted it was a luxury. And I’m sorry you know when you’re buying a book by Gwyneth Paltrow it’s not Sonja’s microwave cookbook. Like take a fucking chill pill America. Yeah, it does sound like a great investment. And if I ate carbs fuck yes i’d get one too. She fucking owns who she is. If you’re going on Goop, don’t expect to find best buys from Old Navy. That’s not what Goop is. And that’s not what it’s pretending to be. People freaked out because it cost a little over $100K to buy everything on the Goop 2014 Gift Guide. If you look at a gift guide and buy everything then it’s you’re own business buddy. Maybe that’s the upside to having no friends like me, I don’t have to buy all those gifts. Whatever fuck the haters she has great suggestions. Honestly, it would be a crime to not reccommend the Hermès Avalon Blanket when you have the platform to do so. Because as Gwen says, If only we could buy these in bulk. She can’t pretend to be poor but she tries to understand the plight. She took the food stamp challenge. I mean she failed, but she lasted 4 days. Yet, where’s her award and praise? NO FUCKING WHERE. How dare you people not recognize her acheivement.

Food snobbery in general

Goopy once told my current boss, “I would rather die than let my kids eat Cup-a-Soup.” So fine she’s a drama queen. She’s an actress! But it’s not like my mom let me eat it. Honestly until this very moment I had no idea what it was. I thought she was talking about like Top Ramen. After seeing what it really is I don’t think we can really fault her. More recently, Queen G got a collective side-eye from everyone for this fun lil tidbit: “I would rather smoke crack than eat cheese from a tin.” Once again, I have absolutely no idea what cheese from a tin is. It sounds disgusting. But I’m not sure I’m ready to give her a complete pass here. Crack? Really? Crack? I get that she’s trying to go as lowbrow as possible here but as much as I love a good exaggeration I think crack is just too far. Come on, Gwyny….couldn’t you have just switched out one letter and said crank? Crystal Meth is just as disgusting and povo. I mean, in the immortal words of Whitney Houston: “Crack is cheap. [You] make too much money to ever smoke crack. Crack is whack!” I get that it’s a subtle nod to it but come on, even in hyperbole you can’t stoop that low Gwyneth. Say that you’d rather smoke crystal. And not any of that primo Walter White blue shit. I mean if you had said I’d rather smoke bottom barrel crystal than eat cheese from a tin, I’d be with you girl but you didn’t and I’ll always have Whitney’s words ringing in my ears.

Vagina Steams

Look, Shailene Woodley told everyone to sun their bag’s and it was the stupidest thing ever. No way no chance I’ll ever be team Shay. But if Gwyneth wants to pay $200 for a vag steam I say you go girl. I don’t care how many doctors are saying it’s BS, I’m all for it. You go naked into a steam room, it’s basically the same deal. And not to get too far into this reporter’s personal life but gosh be darned if a friend and I didn’t let keep our legs tightly crossed in the steam room at the Beverly Wilshire a couple weeks ago.

Workout Routines

Why are people getting their panties in a bunch over how much Gwyneth spends on Tracy Anderson. I’m not gonna get on any high horse spending $30 for less than an hour of Soul Cycle. It takes a lot of work to be the World’s Most Beautiful Woman. So I say you go girl. You fucking go.

Conscious Uncoupling

Look, she came up with a term and people called pretentious. I call it a headline for a lifestyle magazine. Cosmo has had way worse euphemisms. Plus it provided ammo for the most wonderful, delicious, and passive aggressive lifestyle guru feud of all time. Jailbird Cake anyone? Now let’s talk post uncoupling. Chris Martin went straight from America’s most hated to most loved, Jennifer LawrenceSome say overcorrection. But what if that’s not the case? What if they’re just way more alike than we think? Maybe I’m praising Gwen, maybe I’m demonizing Jen, but regardless it’s a real thinker.

 

Look, I know Gwyny thinks it’s sexist to compare her to Blake Lively and Reese Witherspoon, but Preserve.us and whatever the hell Reese is calling her site ain’t got nothing on GOOP. Crying in Ubers? Well, we’ll just have to find out won’t we?

Take the quiz: How Gwyneth Paltrow are you? I’m only a little bit of Gwyneth but I’m working on it. Let me know what you scored. The higher the better, because Goopy is God.

http://www.buzzfeed.com/bricesander/id-rather-smoke-crack-than-eat-cheese-from-a-tin?utm_term=.xybv9Zmad

*A note on the line between love and hate: Is it just me, a previously hardcore devoted Hathahater (despite wanting to like her so badly due to our alleged physical resemblance), but did Anne Hathaway come off as likable when she slayed on Lip Sync Battle?

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DJ-ing In Ubers

Ladies and gents, start curating your tearjerker playlists because Uber and Spotify have joined forces. My scorned woman playlist is about to get a whole new audience. As Uber says, you can now “soundtrack your Uber ride.” Keep in mind, my Uber rides have always been soundtracked, but up until now the soundtrack was the sound of my tears. So now on the off chance I get an asshat driver who wants to drown out my driving with music, he’ll be doing it on my terms. Get ready for Jewel and Whitney Houston, buddy. No promises I won’t subject you to Celine Dion.

Click here for Uber’s official announcement and more info

We Need To Talk/It’s Not You, It’s Me: Music To My Ears

I can assume most girls reading this are looking for that special guy (or girl) to live happily ever after with. Not me. I just really want someone to break up with me. Of course first I need to snatch myself a beau (which is going to be the biggest struggle), but then I can’t wait to get dumped (which will, let’s face it, not be too hard). And I guess this is the moment that happens when you read every one of my blog posts where you have to ask yourself “WTF is wrong with this bitch?”

It may be a weird thing to want to have happen to you, but I do have my reasoning. Firstly, I have never been really, truly dumped. That isn’t to say I haven’t had my heart broken (or maybe something less dramatic), but I’ve never had a proper boyfriend. Well, I guess not entirely true….The last boyfriend I had was in eighth grade, and he did break up with me….on Valentine’s Day……because “his dog died.”* And despite spending my entire lunch period sobbing and stuffing my face with candy hearts (which I only continued eating after the first one to mask the nasty after taste), pretty sure I got over it by like February 15th.

But, the problem is, music is big for me. (rough transition I know, but just bear with me here) Like emotionally. And I really like breakup songs, even when I’m happy, but especially when I’m sad. And yeah, I can spend the night tucked a way in bed (or in an uber) with a bottle of wine belting my heart out to Adele through tears and tears, but I feel like unless you’ve recently gone from girlfriend to ex it’s not really as culturally accepted. It’s not that I want to be sad, I just want to have some reason to let myself go in the music. Plus, I want to be able to really relate to the lyrics and let them resonate. Shall we explore a few of my favorite tunes?

You Oughta Know- Alanis Morissette

Ahhhhh Alanis. So clearly, we’re starting with the aggressive and the explicit. I of course do not expect to relate to all the specifics in her lyrics: like sorry I’m certainly not going to be the one “going down on you in a theater,” if for at least no other reason than hello….I don’t want to miss any of the movie! I’ll let her give the blowies at Century City, but she’s going to regret having not paid attention to Paul Blart Mall Cop 2,** but I refuse to miss a minute of Kevin James riding around on a Segway attempting to catch his breath mid-“high speed” chase. I mean, I’m also not willing to stop biting my nails just so that they’re long enough to hurt you assuming I move on to a human voodoo doll. But like, yeah, I totally feel you in that chorus Alanis. Like no one’s ever told me they’d love me until they died, but like even if a guy just says hi to me I’m like does she know you told me hi?!! Like how could you be with another girl just one month after showing me basic human decency?!!! Although, I don’t know if I’d get this worked up about Uncle Joey, like unless I was just pissed that it meant I couldn’t hang out on the Full House set and ogle John Stamos.

 Before He Cheats- Carrie Underwood

Okay, so I think it should be clear this has to be like a bad breakup for this to work. I don’t have to be cheated on necessarily, but it would definitely help with a lot of these songs, specifically this one, obvs. Interesting, Carrie accuses the other woman of being a trashy whore while Alanis was basically taunting her ex that his new chick wasn’t whorey enough. Look, if someone cheated on me, I’d probably resort to cyber bullying before busting up their car. What’s going to hurt more? Having to call AAA or me commenting on an instagram without liking it? But that’s not to say I don’t sympathize with the destruction of property. One time I decided I was gonna key someone’s car but it’s too hard to find the right black BMW*** in an LA parking lot so I gave up after like 30 seconds. I don’t know if I’d have access to a baseball bat and I don’t know how much damage my brother’s tennis racket that’s in my car could do, but I do know that my brother would do way worse to me if I wrecked his Babolat. But despite all that, I can definitely get behind the message of this song.

You’re So Vain- Carly Simon

I’d just like to point out that Dax Shepard recently tweeted, “Whether or not he was vain is debatable, but the song was, in fact, about him” and I think we all need to acknowledge the truthfulness of that. Well, right off the bat, I don’t know and never will know how one looks “walking on to a yacht” because I get violently seasick and can’t even look at a boat. Carly continues to sing,”your hat strategically dipped below one eye, your scarf it was apricot” — I’m sorry, but is she singing about Warren Beatty or Lucas Grabeel‘s character in High School Musical? But once I get past all that and change “I had some dreams they were clouds in my coffee” to I had some dreams they were clouds in my Oprah Chai Tea and I’m ready to sing along with Carly and Mick about the boy who knowing my taste will most certainly be so vain.

Need You Now- Lady Antebellum

“It’s a quarter after one, I’m a little drunk and I need you now”? I mean, I can’t relate to a song as much as I can relate to that. I guess there aren’t really explicit references to a defined relationship, but I think we can assume she (is Lady Antebellum a person like Lady Gaga or Lady Edith from Downton Abbey or a band?) is about to drunk call an ex-boyfriend. I also like that it leave room for interpretation…does she want to call him? Snapchat him? Maybe she’s gonna send him a message on Tinder…

Basically Any Taylor Swift Song

Taylor Swift knows what I’m talking about when I say I want to get broken up with. The only difference is she gets dumped by celebs and uses it to become one of the biggest stars in the world and I want to use it to really feel my playlist as I speed down Sunset. Anyway, thank you Tay Tay for giving us the best mid-song spoken dialogue since Britney Spears taught us that there was more historical accuracy to Titanic than just the boat sinking.† Side Note: Speaking of Titanic, I’m not including My Heart Will Go On because let’s be real it’s just too sad. Also, my dad once made fun of me with it with this really gross boy when we were on like a catamaran or raft or something so I’m pissed and scarred by that too. But seriously, nothing is more me than “Ughhhh” and “I just….I mean this is exhausting.” Unfortunately the spoken part of I Knew You Were Trouble was less successful, but the rest is so solid, I’ll forgive you, girl.

Same goes for Adele

The difference between Taylor and Adele is that I really feel for Adele…like she really got her fucking heart broken. Nothing against dating a new celeb every week (okay maybe something), but I don’t think Taylor has ever felt what Adele has. If I ever get to meet Adele, I am just giving her one giant hug and never letting go. I can’t even go into details on her songs because they’re all so freaking good!! I just want to mention that I think Bruno Mars is basically the male Adele I just want them to find each other and also I would have included the amazingness that is Grenade but I didn’t want to bore you with so many songs.

You Were Meant For Me- Jewel

I’m kind of obsessed with this song and it really hit me when Cliff had it on repeat after Mindy dumped him. However, it’s like if this guy is not accepting of me being a slob it was clearly not meant to be and you can sure as hell bet once we broke up I wouldn’t give a shit that I was leaving wet towels on the floor or the cap off the toothpaste or the lights on. Like who does this guy think he is…my dad?

There are of course plenty more, some about breakups, some about makeups, (as I said I didn’t get into My Heart Will Go On or I Will Always Love You, which coincidentally, I have cried to in an uber before, and I omitted another personal favorite, I Will Survive, because I figured you guys were getting bored of reading my shit) and some songs that I want to shout no matter what my mood (read: Livin On A Prayer). But I guess until I get my wish, I’ll just be crying in ubers and inappropriately singing about an exes that aren’t even real exes.

*As awful as the whole thing sounds, I don’t think he really meant that the dog was why he was breaking up with me, just that it was a factor in him having like a rough week or something? Also, why would he have not told his own girlfriend that his dog died? Or did it die that morning? I also really really hope you’re not reading this Jon because I would hate to make you relive that (no sarcasm, dead serious….FUCK NO PUN INTENDED!) And lastly just an FYI we’ve totally made up (not like got back together, but gotten past the fact he broke up with me on Valentine’s Day and how he did it)

**Due out in April 2015!!!!

***Color and make/model have been changed to protect the people involved

†SPOILER ALERT!!! whoops, sorry….. but also maybe that it took place in space?