At the very end of 2024, I wrote a blog post about my goals for 2025. I was optimistic. I had lists. I had intentions. All of these goals felt very SMART (for those who don't know, this means: specific, measurable, attainable, and timely). Of course, I had no idea what this year was about to throw at me.

I used to make wishes. The red numbers slowly changed. 11;11. Make a wish. A stray eyelash on my finger, looking like the detached leg of a spider, take a breath and make it fly. Make a wish. See a shooting star, squeeze my eyes shut as it dove across the sky Make a wish. Make a wish. Three, two, one.

The Eras Tour become a global phenomena. I was one of the lucky few who managed to go. I’ve been waiting for The End of an Era since the moment it was announced. My mom and I have always wanted to see what went on behind The Eras Tour—because anyone who watched those shows knew they didn’t just happen. They were engineered.

When I first heard Marvel was doing another Fantastic Four: First Steps reboot, I was…iffy. Very iffy.nLook, I actually liked the early Fantastic Four movies with Chris Evans and Jessica Alba. Were they perfect? Absolutely not. But I still enjoyed them. It’s the same way I feel about Green Lantern—yes, it got dragged, but I still had fun with it.

I couldn’t be happier. Truly. I saw Wicked: For Good not once, but twice—and honestly, I’d go a third time without hesitation. That’s how good it is. We missed Wicked in theaters last year because life absolutely bodied us. My grandma and uncle moved in last November, and everything was chaos; free time did not exist. (We were going…

I was excited for Ironheart long before it ever premiered. Riri Williams was one of the best parts of Wakanda Forever—brilliant, stubborn, curious, and completely unapologetic about her intelligence. Even with limited screen time, she made an immediate impression. So going into Ironheart, I wasn’t looking for a replacement Iron Man. I was looking for more Riri. And thankfully, that’s exactly what this show delivers.

We all know how this goes. The heroes get the glory. The speeches. The sweeping musical themes. The credit for saving the day. They get the gold stars, the statues, the legend status. And don’t get me wrong— I love a good hero as much as anyone. But the characters who really deserve our attention? The unsung heroes. The ride-or-dies. The sidekicks.

Have you ever watched a season finale and thought 'Wow, that was horrible.' But then you go back to rewatch it, and you realize that maybe it wasn't as awful as you initially thought? Yeah, this is not one of those cases. I am, of course, talking about Game of Thrones. And if you guessed that before reading that, you were traumatized by prestige television, too.

I’ve always loved vampires. Not just as monsters, but as metaphors. I’m endlessly fascinated by how vampire stories shift depending on who’s telling them — what they hunger for, what they represent, who gets to be immortal, and at what cost. Sometimes vampires are tragic, sometimes seductive, sometimes monstrous, sometimes painfully human. And every great vampire movie tells you more about the world it comes from than it does about fangs and blood.

Too often, female characters are expected to fix these men, absorb their emotional damage, and call it romance. That’s not passion—that’s unpaid emotional labor. And like, why is it up to the female to fix him? Can't he fix himself?

Before I ever pressed play on Frankenstein, I already trusted Guillermo del Toro completely. I loved The Shape of Water — not just loved it, but felt it. Its tragic, tender love story was strange and beautiful in that way only del Toro can manage, where monsters are gentle, and humans are often anything but. And then there’s Crimson Peak…

I've been reading fanfiction since I was about fourteen. Back then, it felt almost shameful — something my friends and I did but never really talked about. Now? Yeah, I have university professors who send me fanfics to read. Honestly, that's just awesome. In my blog, Fanfiction as a Genre, I explored why people read and write fanfiction. Today, though, we're diving into some of my all-time favorite fics.

If there's one thing I love (well, a lot of things, tbh), it is true crime. I am a sucker for a true crime documentary. All of this love started with Criminal Minds. it is my comfort show — yeah, digest that a bit, a show about serial killers brings me comfort. I have watched this show so many times that I can tell what episode it is by the first frame.

I really hope the tagline on the trailer for the new Wuthering Heights movie — starring Margot Robbie as Catherine Earshaw and Jacob Elordi as Heathcliff — is a joke. Seriously. I hope it’s some weird PR stunt, because if it’s not, then I’m convinced the writers, directors, producers, marketing team, or somebody did not read this book. Let’s be honest: all of this is Stephanie Meyer’s fault.

Every so often, a moment hits the internet that makes you stop and ask, “What is wrong with people?” Recently, with the recent Wicked: For Good premiere incident in Singapore, I found myself thinking about how often celebrities are expected to swallow fear, discomfort, or just plain annoyance — all because “that’s what they signed up for.” Spoiler: it isn’t.

Every so often, a moment hits the internet that makes you stop and ask, “What is wrong with people?” Recently, with the recent Wicked: For Good premiere incident in Singapore, I found myself thinking about how often celebrities are expected to swallow fear, discomfort, or just plain annoyance — all because “that’s what they signed up for.” Spoiler: it isn’t.

"You're all I can think of, every drop I drink up. You're my soda pop, my little soda pop!" Sorry, y'all. That song is stuck in my head. Of course, it's my own fault. Why? Because I've been listening to the K-Pop Demon Hunters soundtrack for a month, I swear. My niece, GG, who is four, is OBSESSED with the movie.

The old Keely can’t come to the phone right now. Why? Oh, she’s dead. Y’all… I think I might officially be a showgirl instead of a tortured poet. If you’ve been reading this blog for a while, you already know — I’m a Swiftie through and through. So when Taylor announced her 12th studio album, The Life of a Showgirl…

Okay, it is time for me to come clean. . .I am more of a DC fan. I know, I know. Don't come at me. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love Marvel. They can do some hella good movies. Whereas DC has struggled for years with live action. We've had a few hits and a lot of misses. *coughs* …

I don’t know if y’all are aware of this, but my favorite MCU character is Bucky Barnes. You probably know that if you’ve been following this blog for the past however many years I’ve had it. My favorite MCU movie to this day is Captain America: The Winter Soldier. It’s just… chef’s kiss. The fight scenes? Perfect. I still remember going to see it in theaters with my boyfriend at the time.

My hands on your throat I scream Do you hear me? Do you see me? empty cupboards, peeling shoes You put on your makeup I grip your throat tighter but it's like I'm invisible You can't feel me You keep walking further and further away Leaving us in the doorway, screaming for you darkness, drought Can you hear us now? …

If you know me, then you know that I love Harry Potter. My first tattoo is of the Deathly Hallows (with the wrong word for the quote, but whatever). Harry Potter holds a special place in my heart. it always has, and it always will. The past few years I have struggled with my love for Harry Potter because the creator, J.K.

The Handmaid's Tale serves as a warning about encroaching authoritarianism, exemplified by recent legislation that threatens voting rights, reproductive health, and marginalized communities. Wake up and engage.

I remember when Lady Gaga first burst onto the pop scene. A lot of my friends doubted she would last—they thought she was too weird, too bold, too in-your-face. But I knew she was something special. I saw her as our generation's Madonna—an artist who wasn't afraid to push boundaries. And sure enough, she didn't just make it—she became a global icon.

So, years ago, The CW announced that they were going to do a live-action version of The PowerPuff Girls. I remember hearing it and going Huh. Part of me was intrigued; the other part was like, "stop messing with my childhood." You know what I mean? Like leave our childhood movies and shows alone. Get some new original ideas for real.