Tonight the woman who did my facial said my skin was good and I didn't even need to wear foundation. As I was leaving she stopped me asked me what I did for a living. I told her the long and short of it and she said,
"You have a really good aura about you. I felt it when I was messaging you. I don't always get good feelings from people but I got it from you and I can tell you have a good heart."
I thanked her and felt glad she had had a good experience. My pores are clean and like she said, I have my shine back. My shine was never lost it was just buried very deep within my pores. Layers and Layers of anger and junk clogging me up. I had to let it go, walk away, cleanse myself of the grime.
The esthetician said I don't need frequent facials and that may be true regarding my skin, but I know I can't allow things to clog up my spirit. Just like a facial, life requires a few basic steps: cleansing, analysis, exfoliation, massage, and extraction. Now, I not only see the shine, I feel it.
See the performance Sean gave on Letterman! I've waited so long for Sean's new CD, Friendly Fire because I adored Into the Sun. As depressing as the theme of the CD is (Bijou Phillips cheated on him with his best friend), his music makes me feel good. I hope to see him live at some point if he tours.
Sean's new CD is in store October 3rd and I can't wait. I will actually purchase this music. I missed him on Letterman last night, but I have faith that the clip will surface. Go Sean!
Sorry. You have to suffer through Oprah's voice but it's worth it to watch Ms. Jackson at 40 years of age, kick it old school. I loved this, she looks amazing! Check her out vogueing- that was HOT.
It's 8:30 Monday morning. I'm tired but that's OK I can sleep and I'm lovin' this gig. Stuff coming up this week includes surgery on the parental unit and my appointment for a facial. Should be a busy but peaceful week and I'm looking forward to whatever comes along. I'm actually glad this weekend is over.
Also, I'm thrilled to mention Sean Lennon will be on David Letterman tomorrow night! Sean's new CD, Friendly Fire will be released October 3rd. Sean is amazing!
*Thanks to Pax for always leaving me a comment. XOXO
I'm not a Disney person, but this seemed to apply.
I never write about family stuff here, but this weekend was something else. My father isn't well physically or emotionally and he isn't easy to deal with. This weekend was no exception. He became belligerent and verbally abusive again. His health issues have only intensified an already unstable personality. His feeling is other people make him get angry and act out. The trouble is a coat left on a chair can set someone like this off. You know that line about the first step to fixing a problem is admitting there is one, well it's very true.
Later in the morning I encountered two other crazies. One screamed at me to move my car from a crowded parking area where I was sitting with the flashers on waiting for someone and the other was work related. That man apologized for his behaviour. At one point I had to laugh at the way my day was going with crazy old men acting out their rage.
Lot's of people have anger that is deep rooted. They don't even know what they are angry about, it's just very old hurt. I picture them, including my father with sick stamped across their forehead and I don't take it personally.
Finally the ban is on! The King has decreed.... THERE IS NO SMOKING in the kingdom of Philadelphia and I couldn't be more delighted. As a person who is in bars from time to time public smokers are a nightmare for the non smokers like myself. On the drive home I'm smelling my clothes and my hair and it's disgusting, not to mention the fact that one hour of second hand smoke is the equivalent of smoking four cigarettes yourself.
I'm not one to lecture smokers. I grew up in a home filled with second hand smoke, but years of being away from it made me detest the rare occasions it was around me. How about those people who smoke on the dance floor? UGH!It's tough to quit from what I've heard, but there are so many reasons to stop smoking.
The documentary on PBS about Andy Warhol. I've read everything there is to read on one of my idols, but this documentary is really interesting and super informative. It really gets into Warhol's art.
I said to Jimmi today, when are people going to realize that the gay community dictates our culture? They dominate what we wear and what we look at as beautiful in art, literature and music. They gay community should be revered and not scorned. Clay Akin should feel proud to say,
The Dumpsta' Players are in rehearsal and yours truly has joined the troupe! I've seen their shows, I've attended some events socially with these guys. I really adore these people. I'm so excited to be an official member of this talented off beat bunch. Last night was my first rehearsal with the group. I ran some lines and will be working in a stage hand capacity.
Eating healthy has been awesome! I can't tell you how much better I feel since July. The most surprising thing to me has been my abiliy to sleep better since I started eating well. I really feel the energy because I sleep so sound. Last year, it was tough working with the kind of schedule I have. I could not establish a steady sleep patten and it was really hit or miss. I couldn't imagine being able to join the Dumpsta's last year.
Life is about having options. January 2006, I broke away from the old people, places and things and made some changes because I needed too. It is now nine months into the year and I'm delighted with the growth I've seen.
The pressure is on models in a new way- to look healthy. Unfortunately this didn't hit New York fashion week. Many of the models used were literally skin and bone. I don't know how, in clear conscience some designers use these starving young women. During NY fashion week, it's pretty much the same group of girls walking the runway. Some are thin, and some are in the grips of a full blown eating disorder. The following model (Snejana Onopka) in particular makes me cringe.
V for Vendetta starring Natale Portman was really good. I had no interest in it when it was in theaters, but what a good movie it turned out to be. In the mood for a really touching movie based on a true story? Try the classic, I'll Cry Tomorrow. It stars the amazing Susan Hayward and despite the sappy title this film isn't for saps. It's based on the true story of former child star Lillian Roth's fall &recovery from alcoholism. Ms. Roth insisted they tell the graphic story so the film really holds up today. Next, I would recommend Woody Allen's Husbands and Wives. This stars Mia Farrow and it's very compelling from start to finish. This weekend I watched Inside Man starring Denzel Washington and Clive Owen. Very smart action drama- not the typical stuff. This really has lots of twists.
Yesterday, I found myself in the most frightening position imaginable for a hip Auntie like myself. It's a long story but the phone rang, it was a neighbor, my five year old nieces soccer game was starting in fifteen minutes! I flew to get the kid dressed and dashed to the car as if the world cup were on the line. We headed over to the field. Enter Aunt Liz with leather bag and bottled beverage. Talk about fish outta water! I escorted my niece over to the coach past all the soccer Moms and Dads. My niece was happy and I proceeded to the nearest bench back across the field. I listened as the "involved" dads talked on cell phones about work and the Moms huddled together chatting. I plugged in too my i-Pod and waved to my niece. She had a blast, I survived.
That brings me to the Jessica Simpson part of this post. I love her these days. I know, I know but I do. I watched her special called A Public Affair on MTV and found that Jessica and I have something in common. I think she should call me and we could totally be friends, I know her pain. It broke her heart to leave Nick but she really, really had too. Been there done that, minus the married part. You love the guy, but you're young and now there are new possibilities you can't pass up. She is more than Mrs. Nick Lachey and she tells us so in I Belong to Me. My favorite line on the whole album is,
"I belong to me, I don't belong to you, My heart is my possession, I'll be my own reflection, I belong to me, I'm one not half of two"
Jessica explains on the show she owed it to herself and Nick to grow and allow change to happen and through genuine tears she sings Let Him Fly. Sure, I know it's a little sappy or maybe a lot sappy, but women are always referred to as someones "better half." Talk about corny. No one is my better half- I'm whole and I don't want the JOB of being someone else's better part- that's a burden for any mere mortal.
So in conclusion, I realize other women want to face the challenge of being independent and all of us don't want too be the soccer Mom. As we define ourselves, we'll be sure to let you know.
Jessica Simpson: Not Such a Dumb Blonde After All.
Two staples of my wardrobe have always been black slacks and black tights. Both are revamped and back. Yippe for me! In the eighties, I mostly wore black tights, black turtlenecks and pumps as I channeled Edie Sedgwick. My heart skipped a beat when I saw the new GAP ad for black pants and black turtle necks. I thought FINALLY someone gets it. A look anyone can be polished and sophisticated in. Black on black- clean, minimal just add large earrings and stir.
I was in H&M the other day. I would have given my right arm back in the day for the Betsy Johnson knockoffs (circa 1960) I saw in that place. Mock turtle neck sleeveless dresses that are just BEGGING to be worn with some black tights. They even had SILVER (be still my heart)! Of course, I stop dead in my tracks and it's a little sad. At 43 years of age, I have to think age appropriate. Listen up folks.... nothing dates you more than trying to dress too young. Over 40 and fabulous? You bet I am, but I know I have to draw a line somewhere. Running around in an inexpensive silver dress would look ridiculous not to mention cheap. I'll leave those for the 20 somethings. In the meantime, I can enjoy black tights and turtlenecks all over again. Ah! The simple pleasures.
None of my "fan" club as I like to call them, has ever met me in person however if you feel that you must dislike me - don't read my blog. If you think I'm so phony- don't read my blog. The funny thing is I know you all check my blog (and my myspace page till I made it private) like 100,000,000 times a day and I think it's hysterical!
I'll let you in on a little secret.......... are you ready...............put on your thinking caps now............
It's what I* think of me that counts. Get it?
Oh yea, one more thing. This is my* blog not yours and I will edit your dumb ass.
Love & kisses,
Liz XOXO
Always controversial, always me
Posted by Liz at 05:00 PM
September 01, 2006
And Now For The Backlash
As our tail unfolds watch as Perez Hilton experiences what most of his beloved A list celebs go through- the backlash.
Lavandeira: Frumpy in Lavender
That's when you go from being loved to scorned. Gossip mongering and name calling is a cruel business and the psychology behind Perez Hilton AKA Mario Lavandeira is turning out to his readers to be transparently sad.
Mario Lavandeira started out as one of us. An outsider looking in on the rich and famous. A gay man in a dead end job, he was interested in glamour and the lure of celebrity. Lavandeira's site was taking off with a bullet and actually gaining credibility. As time marched on and much to his credit certain celebs namely Paris Hilton, decided it would be in their best interest to befriend Perez in order to keep negative posted off his blog and it worked. Perez's credibility strating coming into question just as World of Wonder's gay mafia crew followed Perez around with cameras in order to shop a reality show. (Then again WOW has reported a commercial interest in former club kid Michael Alig when he is released from prison for a 1996 murder conviction. Enough said about them).
Recently, Lavandeira has gone from naming celeb couples such as, Hairy Firecrotch for Lindsay Lohan and beau to The Prince & The Pea for Nicole Ritchie and her boyfriend, to outing celebs like Lance Bass. While Lance Bass has weathered the storm, he has expressed personal injury at being kicked out of the closet to his family before he felt ready. Perez has made every imaginable justification for his cruel targeting even going as far as likening himself to Michael Musto.
Today Perez in his self made celebrity is posting pictures of himself with various VIPs at the Video Music awards. The feedback Perez is getting on his appearance has been beyond mean and unrelenting even going as far as to make up new nasty names for gossip monger himself. Does this man get that he has brought this on himself? Taking cheap shots at people is a setup for people to take cheap shots at you. Call is karma if you must, I call it backlash. Unless Mr. Hilton can reinvent himself soon, I predict his celebrity persona will be met with the same disdain as his namesakes latest CD. The Stars Are Blind? Maybe they are Perez, but the public sees very clearly.
