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So there I was two nights ago looking swellegant.  Red Italian leather moccasins, crisp white jeans and a sexy grass green linen shirt whose cuffs rolled inside out to reveal themselves festooned with flowers; man bag.

I was meeting with a representative of the State of California, from San Diego.  My fiance, who lived in Los Angeles for many years, loves San Diego and has said as much many times since we’ve known each other.

“Tell me why my fiance loves your city so much,” I said to the man from San Diego.

“Because she is a very intelligent woman,” he smiled.

I repeat: Red Italian leather moccasins, crisp white jeans and a sexy grass green linen shirt whose cuffs rolled inside out to reveal themselves to be festooned with flowers; man bag.

I’m not Big Gay Al gay by any means, more Kanye West gay, were Kanye West gay.  That is to say I am obsessed with colour, and being 6’4″ and 200 lbs that not only means a LOT of colour coming your way often, peacockishly, but that I can also (or so I think) pull off things that on other men might look too feminine were those other men a little slighter in build.  My knee-high Philip Sparks riding boots come to mind.

“No, why does HE love San Diego so much?” I tried again with the man from San Diego, who, through conversation I learned was himself gay. JESUS!

I got my answer, enjoyed the rest of my conversation with him, and made my way home, hopping out of my cab a tad before my place to grab some grub to-go.

Sushi in hand a few minutes later, I headed home.  I passed a woman standing on a street corner.  She had stringy long hair, weathered skin, filthy clothes and was scratching her gunt.  “Want some company?” she asked as I passed by in my red Italian leather moccasins, crisp white jeans and a sexy grass green linen shirt whose cuffs rolled inside out to reveal themselves to be festooned with flowers; man bag.

She, at least, was high on crack.

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Ugh.

Recently I came across the above magazine, exhibit A, and therefore feel compelled to repeat my passionate sentiments on this burning issue.

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I Feel Therefore I Eat

Does Reading About Charlie Sheen Make My Ass Look Fat?

This weekend Eddie and I were up north at the location we’ll be married at late this summer; our friends Nicolle and Dan are hosting. Nicolle, an old pal from my finance days – I taught her how to walk in mules – has been our wedding planner extraordinaire since our engagement, greatly helping with all the fuss and muss and considerations of a wedding that fairly ensure I’ll only do this ‘get married’ thing one time.

The last three days were a chance to really sit down and dig into it – although I have to say both Nicolle and Eddie have had shovels in their hands for months.  But what a lot got done up north, leaving time for play, time for rest, and time to eat and talk about my fat ass. Continue Reading…

Feel GOOD Friday!

The Art of Romero Britto

Given I spent most of this week on a beach I can’t exactly be gasping for air as we head to the weekend, but I can still share I’m loving this Friday:

:) My Aquarian friends.  Aquarians are just the best.  Kooky, off the wall, trailblazers, leading-edge thinkers and independent.  Happy Birthday to y’alls! (Have you ever noticed you draw more of certain signs to you and less of others?  I sure have.)

:) Brand new Uncensored with my fuzzy friend Mark Wigmore.  Watch for our new site and, yes, there’ll be an app for that so you can listen to our weekly podcast anywhere, any time you like.  This week: Static cling, tearful goodbyes, Fitz and the Tantrums, and I give Mark the gift of breasts.
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The Bride Is Flying High

I Will Not Be Wearing This.

A lone wolf by nature, I’m not one to chit-chat with my seat mates on airplanes, but this was not the case when I flew to Florida last week.  Upon check-in I was offered a seat by the emergency exist, and so, being a leggy bitch, I took that offer up, even though it meant not sitting with my fiance, Eddie.

Instead, I sat next to a big-boned black woman who reminded me of a shrink I once had.  She was having trouble fitting her straw carry-on bag underneath the seat in front of her, so I assisted by placing it into an overhead compartment and sat down.  From my own carry-on, I pulled out my reading material for the trip: Forbes, Architechtural Digest, The New Yorker, and Martha Stewart Weddings.

My seat-mate watched me open the wedding magazine, commenting: “Someone getting married?”

“Yes. I am,” I said, flipping past Vera Wang, Cartier, and Oscar de la Renta ads.

“Usually it’s the bride who buys those magazines,” she said.

“Exactly,” I said, not looking up from my Martha.  In my peripheral vision I could see her drink in the information. Continue Reading…

Feel GOOD Friday!

I Am Here = >

Happy Friday! Here’s the love list for this week as we get into weekend mode as quickly as we possibly can:

:) Amazing Friends: When our dog sitter bailed on us at the last minute, three friends immediately came to the rescue, all volunteering to take a shift looking after our four-legged famdamily as Eddie and I head stateside for a gig, meetings, and some R&R in one of my favourite spots in the world.  Appreciate. Amazing. Friends.

:) Drop It Like It’s Hot!: Here’s Episode Two of my podcast with Mark Wigmore, as we continue to work together for the fun of doing so and create the new and improved version of what we once were.  The Oscar noms, Robert Plant, Madonna, Chelsea Handler, our new Australian friend, and hitting the hay early – all in the mix this week. We received so many amazing notes and comments after Episode 1, so thank you!  Hear here:

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Deconstructing Genoa City

This Week On Y&R, We Kinda Sorta Go To Paris, But Not Really At All.

It’s been a good week for those of us fluent in Genoaese, with a few exceptions.  Let’s take a look, shall we?

Ashley Abbott: This week, just one random episode for poor Ash, to meet her new retro niece, Lucy.  When Y&R gives ‘Heather’ screen time, this is what happens to far better characters like Lady Abbott.

Billy Abbott: If you aren’t in love with him, then we’ve got nothing to say to each other.  Billy Miller‘s Billy Abbott is one of the most sophisticated, complex, humourous and lovable soap characters I’ve ever seen.  Great meaty butt, too.

Jack Abbott: He’s back from that cringe-y Hawaiian trip, the one where he found an inflammable bottle of discontinued perfume by digging through the ashes of a burnt hut with his face and managed to be at that post office at just the right time to hear clues.  Very Angela Landsbury meets Hawaii Five-O.  This week, threatened to bring down Victor.  Or maybe that was last week.  Or next week.

Cane Ashby: New scoop from Y&R says Continue Reading…

Knickers In A Knot

My Drawers Drawer

Dear Majority of Men’s Underwear Designers,

There used to be a time when I didn’t wear underwear. This was during my finance days. I really think it helped my career, especially when I had the job that required me to stand up in front of large crowds in a suit and natter on about management expense ratios and how quickly the Food & Drug Administration in the U.S. was approving pills, so buy big pharma! Going commando gave the audience something to focus on when the market talk dulled, as was always inevitable, given it’s, after all, market talk.  Sleepy-eyed would-be investors would get hypnotized and then buy big pharma per my suggestion; we all won. Continue Reading…

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