Monday, February 1, 2010

Fashion Disaster; Fashion Crisis!!


So, I missed the Grammy's last night. THANK GOD! This a.m. I begin previewing the fashion pics of the "stars" before having my coffee. BIG mistake. WTF? Seriously? Did they all give ALL of the $$ to the Haiti disaster relief last week or what? I flipped through about 45 pics of various "talent" that were showcased in their evening wear. By slide 5, I was looking for some hemlock or a stiff rope & chair. I look better in my bathrobe this a.m.
My consensus:
  • too much glitter and body hugging, too short
  • a lot of somebodies don't know what size they REALLY are
  • even my beautiful Nikki Kidman looked horrid--her dress made her head look HUGE and unnatual
  • The boys all looked spectacular-even the JoBlows
  • Kathy Griffin was beautiful and tasteful (as always)
  • Taylor Swift's dress was pretty but fell short on her 10 year old body
  • Why must Heidi Klum show us her Mama breasts ALL the time??? You're breast feeding, you were a Victoria Secret bra model, they're big, they're beautiful, they have their own zip code. WE GET IT! Have some decorum and put 'em away now that they are functional.
  • Did I mention too much glitter and ill fitting clothing?

In summary, Hollywood is in crisis and clearly needs some disaster relief of their own.

Sunday, January 31, 2010

Your imagination is your preview of life's coming attractions.


Well, hell, I'm sure in trouble. We all know Einstein knew a thing or two. Here are the compositions that have been running through my mind the last few days while I've been out for snow:

Ode to My Yoga Pants
You love me when I'm skinny,
you love me when I'm plump.
You love me when I'm busy
or sitting on my rump.

Ode to My Heineken
I love the way you taste
I promise not to waste
One lovely drop of your elixir
you"re a bottle of life's fixer.

Ode to My Sheets
Thank you for your warm embrace
You hide me from the world
that I cannot bear to face.

Okay, that's all I have written on each so far. I've been composing for about 48 hours now. I loves me creature comforts, I do. Mayhaps, I'll start thinking in a more high minded direction. Bahhaaaa, who the fuck am I kidding??? We all know where my thoughts lie---way down low.
XOXO Snow Days!!!!!