8 comments October 31st, 2005
8 comments October 31st, 2005
Every once in a while I’ll be driving around listening to XM Comedy and one of Steve’s old skits will come on, and I remember how he started… Some favorite works: The Jerk, The Man With Two Brains, All of Me, Three Amigos, Little Shop of Horrors, Parenthood, LA Story, Father of the Bride… And I’m looking forward to the Pink Panther in 2006.
8 comments October 30th, 2005
Been a while since they told us to dress up for Halloween at the office. However, there’s a caveat this year: We’re supposed to dress in a costume that reflects our character and/or personality. To be honest, I don’t know what that means, but there’s no getting out of it.
First of all, as a member of the senior management team, it would be bad form not to participate. Secondly, as the only employee with a creative job, the masses will expect me to dress up. Thirdly, this just happens to be my CEO’s favorite office celebration, and therefore it might be a bad career move not to play along.
Not wanting to spend money or effort, I sorted through old boxes… No way I’m putting on that poodle skirt again! Something that reflects my character or personality? Hmm… This will never fit, but I’ll give it a try…
11 comments October 29th, 2005
Woke up this morning and went to my dermatology appointment like a good girl. Submitted my face for a good frying, then waited for the redness and swelling to subside. As soon as a little Vincent Longo could cover up the horror, I headed out to Paseo Colorado for some effective pain relief.
Hit up one of my favorite boutiques – B.Luu, where you can find some cool stuff from contemporary designers. Pasadena can be sleepy when it comes to fashion, but this shoppe is the closest thing to Robertson without leaving town… If they’d start carrying Nanette Lepore, they could save me a trip.
Turns out they just got in a shipment of late Fall items from Gwen Stefani’s line, L.A.M.B. I’ve poked fun at the Hollaback Girl before, but who can deny that she has some wicked style. She was even kind enough to share… Her designs are nearly as fabulous as she is: Post-punk meets old Hollywood glam.
Although I tried to justify a more extravagant purchase (like this item, perhaps) I ended up only walking away with a super soft, tissue-thin, long-sleeve, artsy, pirate ship t-shirt… But it made me smile. Thanks to Gwen for making something more effective than Tylenol.
7 comments October 28th, 2005
Maybe there are only two kinds of girls: Those with girlfriends, and those with guyfriends. For the past fifteen years or so, with the exception of a two year stint in sorority, I have been of the second ilk. Haven’t had a close female friend since 1989. Sometimes I wonder if that’s the result of some deep-seated issues with women, or if I’m just better suited to males.
Lately, I’ve been yearning for a same-gender friendship, fearing that I may be missing out on something truly wonderful. Or maybe I’ve skillfully avoided a heaping pile of bullshit. After all, when a guy says he likes your shoes he means it, but when a girl does, usually it means she wishes she could rip them from your cold, dead body. I’m exaggerating, but you know what I mean… Jealousy is a killer, and I run from it.
Anyway, I really wouldn’t even know where to begin to find a girlfriend. Isn’t that pathetic? It’s not like I’m going to join some club just to make friends. (Again? Go Sigma Kappa!) As much as I might fantasize about chance encounters… “Hey, I saw that top first. Well, it does go better with your eyes. Okay, you keep it. You’ve got great style. Let’s be friends forever!” …The last time those simple tactics worked, I was nine years old, building sandcastles at the beach.
31 comments October 27th, 2005