Whatever the situation behind this is, it only reaffirms that Tina Fey is the best. Taking a moment to pose with the rest of us? (Aka, those not responsible for writing Mean Girls and 30 Rock.) Clearly, the best.
(And seriously, I’ve been reading Bossypants, and she really is the absolute best. I’m welcome to a debate in the comments. But I might shut you down. Moving on.)
Still, I’ve questions. Well, one question, which is: Is that Moonvest?
Back when I was in school, I decided one summer’s day that canvas messenger bags were so out and that fun, fetching, personalized canvas totes were totally in, but where would I ever find inspiration for a bag that would say everything about me? And then it hit me! The most obvious choice! Rachel Dratch as Elizabeth Taylor on 30 Rock:
So I went and got myself the finest of materials (a lime green canvas tote from the Strand book store, leftover pink iron-on letters from a previous attempt at making t-shirts, super glue, and the cheapest rhinestones money can buy) and set out to work. When I was finally finished, I christened my work of arts and crafts White Diamonds. Because that’s what she read.
In my mind, she didn’t just say, “Here is a queen whose beard is fooling nobody and loves Elizabeth Taylor.” No no, she declared, “Here is is a queen whose beard refuses to fool anybody, loves Elizabeth Taylor, and also adores obscure 30 Rock references!” Alas, the best I ever got was a single guy on the subway some years later who asked, “I’m sorry, is it just me, but is that a reference to Elizabeth Taylor?” A minor success, for sure, but then I had to explain the process of inspiration. That’ll kill a conversation quicker than Mama Cass reaching for a ham sandwich.
Much like our dearly missed Dame Taylor, though, the years of toil have taken their toll (though you’d be impressed what a canvas tote can withstand!), and White Diamonds is no longer with us, but she also shan’t be forgotten. By me. ‘Cos I’ll put her in a frame and claim it’s Dada.
ANYWAYS, it’s with great pleasure that I can now share this lightbulb moment I’d been all but convinced the world (aka, YouTube) had neglected or forgotten. Ladies and gentlemen, lezzies and ladybois, Rachel Dratch as Elizabeth Taylor in 30 Rock:
Like Jenna Maroney observed, the bad news is that she can only eat [toilet] paper; but the good news is she can eat all the [toilet] paper she wants!
Much love to Jiro for finding this over at HORSE/WATER
It’s pretty hard to deny that Isabella Rossellini’s an incredible woman. She’s a comedic genius:
She’s also a genius genius. Her web series for the Sundance Channel, Green Porno, couldn’t be more amazing if it tried. The series sounds scandalous, but it’s really about as inappropriate as a rather bawdy biology lesson. Isabella Rossellini dresses as various insects and recounts their sexual habits, gender-bending and anthropomorphizing these mating rituals into educational monologues that are as hilarious as they are enlightening. I suspect this is not entirely safe for work (I’d guess it’s PG-13ish?), but you truly haven’t lived until you’ve witnessed the Ms. Rossellini discuss the batshit insanity that is snail sex:
I’m glad I’ve cleared things up for you. It’d be pity if you didn’t know about the plans you didn’t know you already have. Seriously, though, you’re watching 30 Rock tomorrow. Not because it’s the funniest show on television (just ask the Golden Globes!) or because Alec Baldwin is brazilliantly hysterical (though he totally is) OR because Tina Fey is certifiably the best (and she really totally is and she should call me so we can get coffee and see movies at repertory theaters and laugh and talk about boys). You already know all, right? Right. Done.
No, the reason you’re watching this week’s 30 Rock is as follows:
Vodpod videos no longer available.Mmmmm…frosting-scented Hamm*. Seriously, the concept of putting Mad Men‘s Jon Hamm on 30 Rock is probably just too much for you to handle (you=me, le duh). Mad Men is possibly the best drama on television, a fabulous hour of richly nuanced characters further enriched by fascinating socio-cultural/historical commentary. And let’s not forget the art design. It’s faaaaaabulous. Blending my two favorite flavors is like when Starbucks invented the Toffee Nut Latte. We get a three-episode arc that is the TV equivalent of the most delectable bourgie coffee drink. Ever. WATCH IT!!!
And I’d like to add that every time I watch that clip I hear a popping noise in my head. I assume the popping noise is the sound of a paradigm shifting. I’d better stock up on Mr. Clean Magic Erasers for when the full episode airs.
*As a side note, I can’t help but believe that the concept of a frosting-scented Jon Hamm is nigh infallible. I can be completely behind genetic modification and cloning so long as it would be used towards good (good, of course, is ensuring that frosting-scented Jon Hamms are all our boyfriends). Let’s Gattaca that shit, STAT!
Thanks Videogum!
Nobody Puts Baby in a Horner 
