I am a writer based in Bangkok with a degree in English Literature. I mostly write about pop culture and how it relates to us as human beings. I am also:
- A contributor to the Mekong Review
- An avid football fan who has written for The Anfield Wrap
- An amateur poet and a wannabe novelist
- A proud Gryffindor
The Story Behind “Keep On The Grass”
In The Princess Diaries, arguably the best teenage film of the 2000s (shut up, I know how that sounds), ugly Anne Hathaway arrives at this fancy house to take princess lessons with her grandmother, Queen Julie Andrews. And we know she is ugly Anne Hathaway at this point in the film because she has frizzy hair and wears glasses. Duh!
Anyway, Hathaway is late, her limbs are too long and, by God, she has no time to walk nimbly down the driveway like she does the first time she’s come here. Instead, with heels in hand, she decides to sprint madly across this pristine, green lawn, causing the automated security system to shout at her in a hundred different foreign languages: “KEEP OFF THE GRASS!” But instead, she stays on the grass. And runs on.
To my adolescent mind, this was the height of awkward bravery. (This, and two Lindsay Lohans floating their future step-mother in a lake while she’s asleep in her inflatable sleeping bag.) This blog is my ugly Anne Hathaway moment, filled with long-winded essays, football rants, and amateurish cooking escapades. Even though my run across the grass won’t have Julie Andrews and a Hollywood make-over greeting me at the end of it, I just hope there’s cake.
Lots and lots of cake.