A Little Fashion for Your Saturday Morning

Isn't this just so beautiful?! I love everything from the dress (!!) to the bolero, to the walls, the furniture... 

I'm in love.

Entertainment

Ladies and Gentlemen:

This is what real talent looks like. GOD is this man a star. He is the first star in a long time to actually drive me wild... oooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!! Like curl-your-fingers-and-toes hot. DAMN! He's got an incredible voice like Freddie Mercury, except with bursting sex-appeal. Obviously I could go on and on. But..

I mean, HELLO?!??:

My Inner Indian

Today at work we were talking about our alter egos and I just couldn't think on my feet enough at the moment, so of course in true "me" fashion, I just realized what mine is. A beautiful and even sensual Indian woman. I often describe myself as an Indian woman trapped in an American woman's body. I.e., I am not as elegant as many of them are, but I would love to learn. I still have yet to take a belly dancing class, but it is on my short list of to-dos. After the Big Move, I am going to enroll in a yoga class and hopefully even connect up in some way with a belly dance instructor - hopefully they have those sorts of classes there, they're few and far between as it is!

So anyway, next time it comes up at work, I'll be able to tell them what's up!

The Lovely Kat Von D!

What a fox! She's also a really cool chica and has a lot of sass. I like her a lot. I want her to do my next tattoo down in West Hollywood, I'm thinkin' early next year sometime. As a winter solstice present to myself.

It's like my friends say about me: I'm pretty much a mix between Kat Von D and Martha Stewart. The best of both, I like to think. ;)

My Eyes! My Eyes!

Yeah, ouch.

Michael Jackson (1958 - 2009), RIP

Michael Jackson (1958 - 2009), The King of Pop, was pronounced dead today, June the 25th, year 2009.

I don't quite know if I have the words to adequately express my feelings right now. I heard just moments after the pronouncement as I was sitting on my porch with my husband. I couldn't believe what I was hearing and went to look at news sites to see if indeed he had passed away. I was shocked to see that he had. I guess I would sum it up by saying simply that I am heartbroken. I feel profound sadness and love for his three fatherless children, I pray and hope that they are put into loving and protective hands and that they are comforted. For the rest of his family, the ones who truly loved him and don't just want to capitalize off of him even now, for his friends, of which I am sure he had many, and for his fans the world over such as myself.

I have been a Michael Jackson fan for what feels like my entire life. The year I was born was not but a few months after Thriller came out so from the earliest I can remember I knew and loved his songs. I remember wanting to marry him and being so in love with him. But weren't we all? Even news reporters themselves couldn't help but feel overcome and jubilant around him. I think Michael Jackson was magical, profoundly sad and hurt, immensely talented, and endlessly caring. I don't give a moment of credence to any of the horrible allegations he's been plagued with over the last decade of his life. He was a good man and by all accounts a fabulous father.

I am still shocked. I watched today as his body was transported from hospital to the Coroner's office - it was both surreal and numbing. Too bizarre, too sad to be real, to real to not be. I don't want to believe it, I feel like he was robbed of life for the last 50 years and had hoped that he could spend the rest of his days in as much peace as possible. I wanted to maybe, hoping against all hope, go to one of his only 50 last concerts (all of which were immediately sold out, however - big surprise!), and basically I just feel so sad for him. But at the same time I am also very grateful - for his influence of course in music and entertainment (he was the very best), and to his countless years and contributions to charities all over the world. He was and is truly one-of-a-kind, irreplaceable, always alive in our hearts and minds.

I will always love you, Michael Joseph Jackson. You are one of the few who will be immortalized, as you should be.You made an indelible mark on my heart and will always hold a place in it, as I know is true for your millions and millions of fans worldwide. May you finally know peace. God bless you, Michael.

My all-time favorite Michael Jackson song, Dirty Diana. We love you, Michael.

Monsieur Lambert (Drop the "T" Like In Colbert)

Double ouch.

Shia LaBeouf

Ouch.

Bunglin'

There is something so mysterious - dark, even - and yet so sexy about this man, Mr. Mike Patton. I first heard of him when I was introduced years ago to Mr. Bungle (I don't remember by who) and realized then that he was also the voice to Faith No More. He has so many different bands and sounds that I'm not a fan of them all, but certainly still a fan of the aforementioned. Anyway, what a babe. And anyone who knows me knows that I am an absolute blithering sucker for this haircut. I don't know why, but it makes me utterly weak in the knees. Whew!

Mr. McAvoy

My First Love

Corey Feldman was my first crush as a kid. Of course, my favorite movie of his to date is none other than The Goonies.

Fifteen and Seven Years Ago

Two of the world's greatest Rock Stars died. Of course, that would be Kurt Cobain of Nirvana and Layne Staley of Alice in Chains.

Both of these bands are my all-time favorite rock groups. I spent the majority of my teen years rockin' out to Nirvana and have spent the last ten years since rockin' out to Alice in Chains, with the lucky and glorious opportunity to see them live in 2006 and hopefully at least once again before I die. It's on my bucket list, for sure.

I could go on to explain the whys and hows and the whatfors, but suffice it to say that they are legends, you don't need me to tell you that.

They will never be forgotten in the recesses of my mind, they will always fulfill a place in my heart that can't otherwise be filled.

Long live Rock-n-Roll!

Sundance Kid

A double sigh for the two lovely men who created and starred in one of my all-time favorite films: the late, great Paul Newman and the wonderful Mr. Robert Redford of Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid fame.

Miss Audrey Tautou

Grind

The late, great Layne Staley.

Monsieur Angel

Ssssiiiiiiiiiiiiigh...

Now that Criss is single again (eee!) I just might have a shot. Pft. Yeah, and pigs can fly. I've seen it happen.

There are of course much racier (read: sexier) pictures of him, but I don't want to offend the sensibilities of my senior readers. ;)

Monsieur Depp