In no particular order and with no specific theme:
1. I really wanted to love Grimm, the new NBC drama series that is supposed to offer a new take on fairy tales. It's just not good enough. The episodes are repetitive and formulaic, and too many bits and pieces seem so Buffy-inspired that it borders on being unoriginal. The male and female blutbad mating scene was Veruca and Oz almost to the camera angles.
2. Instead of Grimm, my fairy tale of choice is Once Upon A Time on ABC. Ginnifer Goodwin could not be more adorable and Robert Carlyle could not be any creepier.
3. I did not recognize Amy Adams on the cover of InStyle. I'm not sure her own mother recognized her through the crazy amount of photoshopping. It's especially painful since only last night I watched Amy Adams in the Muppets movie, looking like her beautiful self.
4. To add insult to injury, right next to Amy Adams' InStyle on the magazine rack in Whole Foods was another cover: George Clooney in all his wrinkly, bushy eyebrowed glory. Nobody would have been able to get away with smoothing and ironing Clooney's face (not to mention making him taller or leaner or whatever. Why are we willing to accept the Amy-bot version?
5. Completely and utterly unrelated to any of the above: Let's say you're the proprietor of an upscale and exclusive perfume boutique. Wouldn't it make sense to greet and welcome your customers, both new and returning? to smile here and there? engage them in a conversation? inquire if they tried the newest perfumes on the shelf? suggest more products along with what they pick? give a sample or two as they buy their umpteenth bottle from you? No, really? Why?
Photos: NBC, ABC, The Daily Mail and InStyle.