Boys are constantly quoting their favorite movies, so I thought it would be fun to put together my favorites list. They’re almost all chick flicks – I’ve never claimed to have fantastic taste in movies. Enjoy my reasoning and favorite quotes!
“Thanks Ouiser, I’ve always liked a good piece of ass.”
“You are a boil on the butt of humanity.”
“Pink is my signature color.”
"My colors are blush and bashful...I have chosen two shades of pink, one is much deeper than the other"
“Ouiser, I'd recognize this penmanship anywhere. You have the handwritin' of a serial killer.”
“Ouiser Boudreaux: You are evil, and you must be destroyed. Clairee Belcher: Mother Nature's taking care of that faster than you could.”
“I like, totally paused.”
And in conclusion may I please remind you it does not say R.S.V.P. on the Statue of Liberty. Thank you very much.
“Oh my God, I love Josh!”
Cher: Christian had a thing for Tony Curtis so he brought over "Some Like it Hot" and "Sporadicus" (Spartacus)
Damian: That's why her hair is so big, it's full of secrets
Damian: [delivering candy canes] Taylor Zimmermann, two for you. Glenn Coco? FOUR for you, Glenn Coco! You go, Glenn Coco. And uh... ”Caddy" Heron. Do we have a "Caddy" Heron here?
Cady: It's Cady.
Damian: Oh Cady, here you go, one for you... And none for Gretchen Wieners, bye.
Regina: I know, right?
Janis: [reading list the major cliques in high school] You got your freshmen, ROTC guys, preps, J.V. jocks, Asian nerds, Cool Asians, Varsity jocks Unfriendly black hotties, Girls who eat their feelings, Girls who don't eat anything, Desperate wannabes, Burnouts, Sexually active band geeks,
[a picture of herself and Damian come on screen]
Janis: the greatest people you will ever meet, and the worst. Beware of plastics.
Mrs. George: Oh, God, honey, no! What kind of mother do you think I am? Why, do you want a little bit? Because if you're going to drink I'd rather you do it in the house.
Gretchen: Irregardless, ex-boyfriends are just off limits to friends. I mean that's just like the rules of feminism.
"Listen...you know those days when you get the mean reds?" --Holly.
"The mean reds? You mean like the blues?" --Fred (Paul).
"No... the blues are because you're getting fat or because it's been raining too long. You're just sad, that's all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you're afraid and you don't know what you're afraid of. Do you ever get that feeling?" --Holly.
"Sure." --Fred (Paul).
"When I get it the only thing that does any good is to jump into a cab and go to Tiffany's. Calms me down right away." --Holly.
Sally Bowles: Divine decadence darling!
Sally: Doesn't my body drive you wild with desire?
David Larrabee: I thought you two had eloped! I wouldn't mind, but not in my car.
Sabrina Fairchild: I went to Paris to blot it out.
Sabrina Fairchild: Oh, but Paris isn't for changing planes, it's for changing your outlook! For throwing open the windows and letting in... letting in la vie en rose.
Fannie Brice: I'm a bagel on a plate full of onion rolls!
So long, funny girl.
George: I'll tell you what I'm doing. I want to buy eight hot dogs and eight hot dog buns to go with them. But no one sells eight hot dog buns. They only sell twelve hot dog buns. So I end up paying for four buns I don't need. So I am removing the superfluous buns. Yeah. And you want to know why? Because some big-shot over at the wiener company got together with some big-shot over at the bun company and decided to rip off the American public. Because they think the American public is a bunch of trusting nit-wits who will pay for everything they don't need rather than make a stink. Well they're not ripping of this nitwit anymore because I'm not paying for one more thing I don't need. George Banks is saying NO!
Stock Boy: Who's George Banks?
Miranda Priestly: By all means move at a glacial pace. You know how that thrills me.
Miranda Priestly: This... 'stuff'? Oh... ok. I see, you think this has nothing to do with you. You go to your closet and you select out, oh I don't know, that lumpy blue sweater, for instance, because you're trying to tell the world that you take yourself too seriously to care about what you put on your back. But what you don't know is that that sweater is not just blue, it's not turquoise, it's not lapis, it's actually cerulean. You're also blithely unaware of the fact that in 2002, Oscar De La Renta did a collection of cerulean gowns. And then I think it was Yves St Laurent, wasn't it, who showed cerulean military jackets? I think we need a jacket here. And then cerulean quickly showed up in the collections of 8 different designers. Then it filtered down through the department stores and then trickled on down into some tragic casual corner where you, no doubt, fished it out of some clearance bin. However, that blue represents millions of dollars and countless jobs and so it's sort of comical how you think that you've made a choice that exempts you from the fashion industry when, in fact, you're wearing the sweater that was selected for you by the people in this room. From a pile of stuff.
Andy Sachs: Oh, thanks. You look so thin.
Emily: Really? It's for Paris, I'm on this new diet. Well, I don't eat anything and when I feel like I'm about to faint I eat a cube of cheese. I'm just one stomach flu away from my goal weight.
Emily: A million girls would kill for this job.
- that last one makes me involuntarily shudder.