Ariela Haro von Mogel September 27th, 2008
Okay, this post is gonna sound wrong in so many ways. But, based purely on looks, the Iranian president, Mahmoud Ahmadinejad is kinda hot. He’s a good looking fellow. If he wasn’t such a crazy, nonsense-talkin’ Anti-Semite (insert other horrible social attributes here) and I wasn’t married, I would go out with him. True, he may not want to go out with a loud- mouthed uncouth American girl - but what do I care? I have interesting tastes in men! I have other friends that can back me up on this one. I can’t be the only one who thinks he’s cute. Ladies (and some Gents), am I right?

Karl thinks he looks like an Iranian Steve Carell.
Ariela Haro von Mogel August 19th, 2008
Okay, I have a bone to pick right now. Last weekend, I made the mistake of watching Harold and Kumar: Escape from Guantanamo Bay. Well, not really a mistake. I did enjoy most of it. The movie played on a lot of stereotypes and the scenes with Doogie Howser were pretty funny. But, if there’s one thing I can’t stand is when a movie shows partial or total female nudity and only shows an ugly guy naked or totally hides some essential schlong shots from you. God, it makes me sick!! Continue Reading »
Ariela Haro von Mogel May 29th, 2008
For about 20 percent of my life, I suffered from anorexia and binge eating. I went for days eating like a bird, and then I would eventually scarf down a voluminous amount of food in one sitting. This, of course, caused me an incredible amount of pain. I would usually crouch in a fetal position, holding my faux-pregnant belly, yowling in pain. This was my own private pain. Only once was I caught. My mother found me on the floor when she came home from work early one day, and it caught me off guard. She was very worried and asked what was wrong with me. I told her that I just had an extremely bad stomach pain. She told me that stomach pain that extreme is not normal, so she called a doctor and made an appointment. The next day, I went to the doctor with my mom. Continue Reading »
Ariela Haro von Mogel April 27th, 2008
I met Marya Hornbacher last week on Thursday the 17th of April. I wish I was able to post about this sooner, but my blog was having some technical problems with the server.
For the first time in my life, I was honestly starstruck. I’d like to mention that I am from Los Angeles, and I have seen my share of stars. But it takes a lot for me to be starstruck. I absolutely adore Marya Hornbacher’s work. Her first book, Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia, is my favorite book. I have read it many times. So I drove out all the way to Edina, Minneapolis from Madison, Wisconsin, and it was worth the trip. Continue Reading »
Ariela Haro von Mogel March 13th, 2008
I’m getting married this year, and as such, a bunch of traditional bull plop is being heaped onto my lap like someone’s mangy dog. I know I’m being vitriolic - that’s the fun of being a feminist!
First, it was the White Dress. Yes, the sacrosanct virginal dress. I have never wanted a white wedding dress. It has always seemed boring to me (as a penguinal tux is boring to me also). Since I was an adolescent, my favorite color has been dark turquoise. I absolutely adore this color. So naturally, I want a dark turquoise wedding dress. When my Mom heard about it, she tried to bribe me into getting a white dress with some turquoise on it. She said to me, in a sing-song voice “I’ll pay for it!” To this I responded, “Mom, you are going to pay for my dress anyways!” Then sadly she said, “Oh yes, you have a point.” Continue Reading »
Ariela Haro von Mogel October 25th, 2007
I am a nerdy and opinionated person, and as such I have a tendency to go on about things I love and things I despise. That being the case, I have a website/blog where I can post information and music of Mozart and other classical composers, the absolute passion of my life; and a website/blog where I can vent, rage and rant about things that piss me off or simply get me thinking! On the latter, there’s only so much my fiancée or my mother can tolerate listening to the evils of patriarchy. Hahaha. Continue Reading »