pure genius

there are a few deliberate rituals that i create for my niece.

1. to teach her how to cook. i never had anyone teach me and i survived, but i want to also expose her to a range of different things.

2. movie night. with a nice dinner and popcorn in the temporary rearranged living room.

last night we had fondues, chocolate and cheese, because i thought it would be great to see her in glee as her ate her 2 favorite foods. and we watched "chitty chitty bang bang"- a little forgotten fact is the perv benny hill is featured in this movie- i had forgotten how much i love these movies and all the theatrics and colors and how much of a genius dick van dyke was.

someone really needs to use this song in their wedding.

it's ok

somedays, i feel completely unoriginal and right there is the reason that these posts are so sporadic.

this quote makes me feel a little better and validated. i am sure that i stole it from some great blog (sorry). i give the ok to steal from me.

yeah, sometimes he makes me laugh

especially when i find his secret pictures. i guess they arent that secret when he takes them on my phone

with this, let me tell you how great camerabag for the iphone is. so easy to use and lots of filters. i used helga on this one.

my favorite time to talk to him is when he is asleep. i know this is not very nice, but i get the best answers.

- hmm what do you think i should wear tomorrow?

- ketchup

really? this is actually what was said tonight. thats why he is my valentine.

0- and he really is not as grumpy as he looks or that i say- really.

madonna, o cher, i mean nadya....

i luckily met nadya ginsburg through bifocaled friend a few years back and who would have thought that under the super sweet feminine exterior was a raging hilarious diva.

check out the 2 best youtubes that i have seen in a long time, if ever. 

i only know one other person that is this spot on with accents, i wish i had this talent, much less the humor.

go carla!

i must have said before how much i get sucked into reality tv, especially the competitive kind. top chef and top design (nevermind, rock of love- shh) are my favorite, but the last few season they have sorta lost my interest for being too safe and lukewarm. don't these producers know that there needs to be one contestant that is the catalyst for drama- perfect tv- if i do say so.

i am declaring one of my all time favorites as carla, on this seasons top chef. she is super, not only is her defense for a crappy dish is that it was cooked with love, and she is a caterer by trade (yeah), but her eyes speak for herself.

mark ryden.

my obession with mark ryden peaked a few (8 or more) years back when he lived in the penthouse at the castle green in pasadena. at the time i was unsure it was him but upon leaving it hit me. his place was pretty stark for such a large loft, and there were linear rows of dolls heads, toys, and stuff. so much that it made you squint to want to look harder and closer, i just wanted to sit on the floor and chat.

the other day i heard that he was going to have a signing at moca on the 31st. i would totally go if i could stomach crowds and such , but that said im going to say put and just think about his recent work, besides i didn't go to martha's in december, so why would i go to his?

he did this with marion peck and there's a book to go along with it. you will spend the next 2 hours sining this song and thinking about barfing.

then he collaborated with nogi noda to do a line of clothing- broken label. 

i am not so gothic anymore, but i still like his darkly dreamy work.

this is probably old news, and if it's redundant to you. you can always go the perezhilton for more current shit.

fuschia dream.

with the weather changing this winter from sweaty to real winter conditions, i find it hard to shake off the bright colors. i think these colors will keep me cheery when the weather finally turn grey.

this is my favorite right now, and strangely enough, its my polish- dream by savina.

i also bought a pinker version (passion pink) and it comes in second.

* stop staring at my long toes- they say its a sign of intelligence, just to make all the people who have them feel better



i think the long toes along with the polish would look better in these though.

so much more obama

yes, i am caught up in the whirlwind of politics, thankfully.

i am white and embracing what's right.

in anticipation...

i will share some of my collection of obama pictures and such.

there will be more tomorrow.

and if you are in the neighborhood, you can stop by my office for frittatas and mimosas, in celebration.

rex the dog

yaz brings me back to the 8o's

and rex is cute and inspirational 

if only..

i peruse the wedding and event blogs and figure that i am just not that girl, because i dont like staged photos or events. i was explaining to a friend the other day that the event community needs more humor. its not about perfection, it should be about the personal touches and fun. its not that i dont like pretty, i do, i just dont like stuffy.

this is good. i just found this at rocknroll bride and am a bit obsessed with her blog since. 

they are rad.

i love the un-self-conscious-ness of  being naked. i need that confidence (and body ,would help) but i do have a green gorilla outfit (not that im planning), so grumpy would have to be the one naked. ha

come to l.a.

i am always attracted to the free art that graffitists and shepard fairey-like artistes put up throughout town. the most clever are my favorite.
there is one around the corner from me that is a stencil of the ex- president bush

but dan witz is doing it with the best humor in new york.

boohoo...

i have never prided myself as having a green thumb. it seems that the only plants that continue to grow around me are super tolerant and weedlike, such as rosemary and maybe geraniums.
but i never thought that it was even possible to shrivel up a cactus like i have- yes, i watered it once. the little guy just gave up and bent over in defeat the other day. its quite pathetic, but sorta cute, right?
r.i.p.

just relax...

its been a while that i have been able to restfully sleep in on the weekend- someone is always asking me if i am going to sleep all day at 8am- and the last month i was too occupied in my head to get any really good sleep- and there was major shopping to do- and to ready the house for guests- and to figure out what i could impress visitors with in the kitchen.
the weekends are too precious to rush around and not have anything to show for it, so i am making a change to enjoy these 2 days out of the week to chill out, visit friends, watch movies,pick my nose, paint my nails and to catch up on the stack of books and magazines on the bedside table- to do all these things without feeling guilty or lazy. so there.
besides it was such a nice warm day in january to pass up.

nip and tuck and more needed

this is a reason to keep the tivo going, i am so excited and the promos are helping.i love the gothic ethel merman style to the kanye (don't be a hater)music.

its been an eventful week so early in the year, and for that i am pretty sad, for many reasons. but i look forward to a better, more organized, lovingly, prosperous, and eventful (by all means) year!
i dont want to wait til there is not any time left to make the big plans i have and to say the things that i mean- or to watch nip and tuck, but its not going to be the same since that whore moved to the new 90210.
ox

have a happy dapper new one

tonight i am working, so have a safe night tonight, and i will see you at the racetrack tommorrow. i thought it might be a good idea to get out of the hysteria in pasadena.

there's no rest for the weary and by that i mean that i am fucking tired.

happy boxing day

Box·ing Day (bŏk'sĭng)
n. The first weekday after Christmas, celebrated as a holiday in parts of the British Commonwealth, when Christmas gifts are traditionally given to service workers.

maybe i am jenny lewis

finally got a new hairdo, after 20 years. not sure how long my patience will last with the bangs. i am sorta digging it especially after grumpy told me that i looked completely different. "really, like younger different?", whatever he meant, it worked in my imagination.

very merry

tom waits makes me think of cold night with buttered rum, not unlike his voice.

although he might seem a little off, he is still hot in my book.

its christmas, iam trying

loving elton in the 70's, the glasses, teeth, boa, everything and its christmasish.