Wednesday, February 29, 2012

RIP: Davy Jones

The first concert my father ever took me to was The Monkees. I was small and it was the late, late 80s. Don't even try to guess my age - a lady, like a whore, never reveals her true number.

All I remember about the concert was how badass I thought I was. I told everyone I met I was going to see the Monkees, which really wasn't that big of a deal. AT ALL. They had this tv show that ran in reruns when I would go visit my grandma and I was sure that because I was at the concert, ultimately, I would be a tv star too. Man, I was deluded as a child.

Thanks to The Brady Bunch Movie for this clip...still makes me laugh.

Daydream Believer

dresses and scarves = life

Yes, I probably should have done an Oscars recap on Monday but the people I wanted to win won, and the dresses were just okay.  I hated Viola Davis' green Vera Wang. It did not fit her right through the top and the dress was too stiff, though the color was amazing.  The one dress I did love was Gwyneth Paltrow's. You can hate all you want, but Tom Ford is classic and perfect and amazing. The only thing I wish she did have on was some sort of stud earring. Perhaps a sapphire or emerald. Thoughts on your best/worst dressed? And your thoughts on a Bunny/Jean Dujardin french-Parisian love affair? I'm kind of liking the idea....and I could eat baguettes all day long.

The Vanity Fair after party had better dresses than the Oscars, but I thought that Cameron Diaz (gag) killed it in the orange Victoria Beckham dress. KILLED IT. The color is perfect, the dress is perfect, and Cameron with her mouth shut is perfect...well she's just okay. God, why am I a redhead who cannot wear orange!

After dropping the Great Hambino, aka my brother, off at the airport for his 6 month Australian walk about, I decided to do some premature 'spring' cleaning. Anything that hasn't been worn in over a year was getting tossed. What I found in that closet was not pretty...stuff I hadn't worn in a good 6 years, things I had completely forgotten about and this was after I moved this summer and purged a boatload of stuff. But the big thing that came out of this cleanse - the realization that my scarf collection is OUT-OF-CONTROL. This is more than just the silk collection in which I found two scarves I have only worn once and completely had forgotten about. It's more the cotton, drapey scarves. You know its bad when the scarves try and break out of the closet, which is what prompted the impromptu cleaning. I have them on a hook on the closet door. After coming home from the airport, I found the over-the-door hook broken and the scarves everywhere.  What should be noted is that none of said scarves actually made it INTO the dump bag. But now I am trying to find a new way to store them so I won't forget about my babies. Especailly this Hermes baby who arrived on my birthday from a generous benefactor...

Best quote of yesterday: "Sometimes I feel like I'm Grace from Will and Grace and you are Karen Walker." - New Girl

Ohhhh, new girl, if you only knew.

Friday, February 24, 2012

"oscar" was the name of the baby on ghostbusters 2

OSCAR weekend! Should we place bets on who will win 'best actor' and 'best movie'? If George Clooney wins for "The Decedents", I will throw something at the television. Talk about a sad, dreary, boring movie. I truly only think he won the SAG award for the 2 minute run he completed in the movie. I still don't understand the whole land titled issue or the crazy Hawaiians. I thought the movie was boresville and again, if it wins, I will throw something at the tv.

Other movies up for best picture: Tree of Life, The Artist (I haven't seen it but I can tell I love it), The Help (excellent casting), Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, Hugo, Midnight in Paris (the opening 5 minutes are perfection), Moneyball (I thought this movie was stupid), War Horse.

Best male actor: Brad Pitt, George Clooney, Jean Dujardin, Gary Oldman, Demain Bichir. I'm picking Jean Dujardin because he looks like Clark Gable and everyone knows Gone with the Wind is my favorite movie. Gary Oldman was okay in Tinker Tailor, but the movie stunk like rotten eggs. I saw it with 3 girlfriends and we all walked out of the movie asking what had just happened with the last 2 hours of our lives. It was miserable.  Brad Pitt in Moneyball...I don't understand why they made this movie or why people think he was so spectacular. Same with George.

Best female actor: Glenn Close, Viola Davis, Rooney Mara, Meryl Streep, Michelle Williams. MOTHER FUCKING MERYL. Glenn Close in her cross dressing role is freaky. Viola Davis was superb, but is up against Meryl. Rooney's weird bangs, her flawless skin, and the fact that she can't keep her mouth shut are her downfall. Oh also, the Swedish version of the movie was MUCH better. And I think everyone knows how I feel about Michelle Williams - so I'm handing the big WIN to Meryl.

To keep in theme with this post, I would also have you know that over the weekend I saw "this means war". One word to describe the movie, "THEWORSTMOVIEIHAVEEVERSEENINMYENTIRELIFE". Pass on this. Even the hotness of Tom Hardy doesn't save it. I also saw "the vow" two weekends ago. Channing Tatum is insanely hot so he helps this movie along. It's not awful per se.... Speaking of awful, Jennifer Aniston's new movie looks like the pits. What is wrong with her and her movie choices? She hasn't been in a good one since Picture Perfect. True story.


Thursday, February 23, 2012

I'm about to get really real here.

I try my best to keep this blog light and airy - mostly because that is what is in my brain. Trust me when I say it's nothing but glitter, fashion, music and tennis up there. I also try to keep it non-political, because as every good WASP is taught, you do not discuss politics, money or religion.

BUUUUUT, as we round the corner to "Super Tuesday" on March 6th, some things need to be said. And if I offend you, I apologize. I've thought about how to put this into terms that will not break any of my lenten objectives (day 2 and I'm feeling fine!), so I've decided that this post doesn't count towards those objectives.

I openly admit that this pack of republican presidential candidates is pure crap and it's embarrassing. But, if you are a republican and are seriously thinking that asshole Santorum is a viable candidate, then you need to have your head checked. First - "that asshole Santorum" is actually is true name and what he will be called from now on. Second - as many of my friends can attest, I've hated that asshole since 2003 and have talked openly about that hate. Third - he might be one of the worst people on the face of the earth. True story...and I will explain.

Living inside the beltway you become political whether you are or not. Every person that lives in DC works in politics, or works for a company who deals with politics, or knows someone from the hill. As Ronald Reagan once said, "DC is the only place where sound moves faster then light." We hear things that maybe the rest of the world doesn't hear - we see things involving publicly elected officials that others don't see. It's all in the game of politics. 

I know it sounds really shallow, but here is the honest reason I dislike the man so much. Names and locations have NOT been changed - this a true story. I worked at a republican organization that fund raises for senate candidates when I first moved to DC. That asshole Santorum would come in and make fundraising calls about once a week. He was never friendly - prick - would be the word to describe him. One day while he was coming into the building I happen to catch his eye and said hello. He literally stuck his hand about 5 inches from my face, snapped his fingers and said "I'd like a diet coke." Stunned, I kind of shook my head and looked at his fundraiser who shot me back a look of "I'm so sorry". He gently told the Senator that he would handle it, shoved him into a room and immediately headed my way to apologize for his boss' attitude. The next day, the asshole santorum returned. His fundraiser brought him over to my desk and said " you have a present for bunny?" I AM NOT MAKING THIS UP....He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a glazed doughnut. A doughnut. Out of his pocket. No napkin or anything. Just fuzz and a krispy kreme. I smiled, took the doughnut, and in front of him dropped it in the trash. I've hated him since.

Let's not forget his stance on gays (even though he had one of the gayest staff on the hill), women, abortion, the military, and the environment. Or the fact that he home schools his children. Or the fact that he wears sweater vests to look more like a "man of the people", but comes off looking like a douche. Or that his face isn't symetrical, which really bugs me. He might actually be the anti-christ. Truly he would do more damage in the White House then anyone imaginable...and this is being said as a republican.

Best night ever would be to see this post-lost-election picture re-enacted 6 years later. I hope she still has that American Girl with 'look-like-me' outfit.

Thank you for letting me rant. I will now return to glitter, fashion, music, and tennis....


Wednesday, February 22, 2012

ciao bella!

Let's see if you are paying attention. Can you tell me in which city fashion week is now in? If you answered Milan, you would be right. London went by in a flash; Paris is next (ohmygodsoexcited!). Nothing much from London give or take a couple designers - McQ (a McQueen spin off), Erdem, and Burberry. However, looking over Burberry's collection, you have to ask yourself "if it doesn't look good on the models, how the hell will it look good on me?" Lots of velvet, dark colors, cinch waists and peplum pockets. Other than the tri-colored puffy coat, I didn't have a "wow" moment.


In Milan, Gucci showed today. Oh Gucci...what will we do with you? Again, lots of dark colors and velvet, but also lots of drama. Thank god the capes are still in! And I adore some ruffles. I feel I need to conserve my fashion energy for next week's shows, so unless I find something gasp-worthy this is it for the fashion posts.



Tuesday, February 21, 2012

another day...

Another posting from Rafa's facebook which includes another picture of the double C. Little known fact, people who search for Carlos are the top filter on my stats page. See, I'm not the only one who loves him.
His hair is looking so amazing straight and brown. He looks so casual and chic in his little button down and jacket. Why is he so dreamy?? And why did no one gift him to me for my birthday? Devastating.


photo: rafael nadal's facebook

Monday, February 20, 2012

laissez les bons temps rouler

Born and raised a Catholic, over the years I may have lapsed into...well...a non-church-going heathen (I think that's the official title my mother uses). Christmas is about the only holiday I celebrate because of the vacation days alone. But this year, I've decided to make lent  my NEW new year's resolution....and let's hope my track record is better at keeping them.

For the next 40 days I will be giving up the following:

1. red meat - no reason in particular, just for fun
2. cursing - this will be hard
3. booze/ "the dump" - this will be even harder
4. the baby boy - this will be the worst
5. sugar
6. saying mean things - I'm not quite sure how this will work out
7. soda - aka my sunkist addiction
8. being envious of things I do not have

You can place your bets now on how long this self imposed exile-of-sorts will work out. I gave up soda last year in October and lasted a year without it and was fine. This still lingering illness has made me crave oranges and orangey-goodness but I think I can kick it. For #4 however, this is it. By Easter he will be gone. God would want it that way.


Friday, February 17, 2012

breaking news

I've said many times that people who work on Capitol Hill do not have normal lives. The hours are longer, the pay is awful, and the hazards of the job are more complicated than most - anthrax, incoming planes.

In the shadow of the Capitol lies my building. As I write this post the FBI is outside in our alley. Why you might ask? Well it's because they just thwarted a MFING suicide mission to blow up the Capitol. Yes - you read that correctly. Suicide mission. Capitol. UGH...I...can't...even. Good news was he did NOT have a bomb, but he thought he did. Brief article is here if you want to read more about it.

It's almost laughable though if you think about it. Those who work in the building will tell attest that you can barely walk through security with a paper clip without getting stopped. I'm not sure how far he thought he was going to get. Bad news: Cap police will beef up security even more and become even bigger dicks.

Ugh - happy birthday to me.

Thursday, February 16, 2012

best quote I've ever heard

From Modern Family last night:
Cam: "I'm playing a new drinking game called every time I'm depressed I take a drink."

Mitchell: "That game exists, its called alcoholism."

As my impending date of my birth slowly approaches, I can totally relate to Cam's drinking game. In fact, I'm drinking right now. Shhhh...

While it is Thursday - and the last day of NYFW- the only chatter on my dear friend Karl is still the whole Adele debacle. People - the man said he was sorry. He IS sorry. Stop questioning him. He is MFing Karl Lagerfeld. Show some respect.

Speaking of fashion week, somehow I overlooked this slip on the runway at Dennis Basso's show. And since you know how I feel about DB, you should also know that I am the first one to point out his flaws. I would hate for people to know, but I would love to be the one that tells them.  This involves the model sporting the bananas orange dress I want. Seems she had a hard time walking with all of the billowing fabric. While a little embarrassing, I think the more embarrassing fact is how much I want a dress made by Dennis.

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Wednesday, February 15, 2012

another day....another fashion show

Everyone knows that Dennis Basso and I are total frenemies. From his perfect white teeth and hair to his Bobcat Goldthwait-ish voice, there is something so grating about the man. Our relationship is talked about all over the world from the streets of New York to dinner parties in Paris. That is why it pains me to admit, that for the second time in a year, I adore his new collection...and if I had the money and it wasn't Dennis Basso, I would buy the whole collection.

Dennis: don't think I didn't notice the use of orange and redheaded models. A clear and obvious calculation on your part. Kudos my dear man, but now it is on.

Hopefully Dennis remembers my birthday and sends me this dress immediately.


Tuesday, February 14, 2012

ANNNNNNNNND I just died x 2.

Obviously Harper was telling Suri what she thinks of her "burn book".

10 ideas for pris - prizes

Here ye, here ye...there are less than 72 hours before my birthday officially starts. Normally, I am not one to celebrate the day preferring to stay in bed with a bottle of champagne watching 16 Candles and dreaming of Jake Ryan and a pink Trans Am. But this year, I feel that I'm being selfish withholding the date and denying you the opportunity to buy me presents. So here is the list, in no particular order. Deviating from the list is not an option unless its Pucci, umk?

1. This AMAZEBALLS Lucite trunk. I'd use it for...uh...shipping. Yeah let's go with that.  "Shipping".

2. The "god save mcqueen" scarf I've been sweating like a fever. Watch your back, Nordstroms, when this goes on sale.  

3.  Isla de sa Ferradura - The island off Spain near Ibiza. Also near Mallorca which is also near Rafael Nadal. When it is listed as "price available upon request", you know it's a good deal.
4. Fat Karl Lagerfeld or skinny Karl...I'm not really picky, but I think fat Karl would be a barrel of laughs. ANNNND we could eat carbs together somuchfun!

5. Anything from Hermes. Again, I'm not picky. As long as it's an orange birkin. Ostrich or alligator not expected.
6. Carlos Costa....and his $500,000 watch. I'd preferably like him on the island (see #3). Best friend/client Rafa should also be included. Oh and throw Uncle Tony in too - why the hell not. It's my birthday! 

7. An afternoon of tea and shopping with Andre Leon Talley complete with fabulous cape. We could grab tea at Bergdorf's and walk along arm in arm down 5th Avenue. It would be the best afternoon EVER and maybe he would let me try on those Ferragamo pilgrim shoes.
8.  Since she's so hot right now, a private Adele concert where she sings Hall and Oates classics. ONLY Hall and Oates while the REAL Hall and Oates serve petit fours, cupcakes, and candy cigarettes on silver platters and refill champagne glasses.

9. A reenactment of the Designing Women episode where Susanne Sugarbaker attends the Miss Georgia World pageant years later and runs into Marjorie Leigh Winnick. Susanne must be played by Ms. Delta Burke herself, and Anthony can play the late Dixie Carter. Also, the baton must be "ON FIRE". THAT, ladies and gentlemen, will be the night the lights went out in Georgia!

10. And last, but certainly not least, Mr. Tom Selleck circa 1986.
Happy shopping!!

Monday, February 13, 2012


I think my black heart just melted. This photo is just all around perfection. Damn you Vicky B and your perfect life!!!

Special thanks to Ann for sending me this!


Tracy Reese...looks Tory Burch?
If the Fashion Week shows dictate what we will be wearing come fall 2012, get ready for a bleak pallet. I went through hundreds of pictures from the shows so far so you didn't have to. That's me. I'm a giver. Really though, if you haven't downloaded the Style app on your phone, you are missing out. Word on the street, and by street I mean catwalk, is it will be a season filled with blacks, browns, army greens and grays. Prints will also be big - lots of geometric shapes and some reds. Personally, I'm excited by the fashion on the horizon - mostly because my closet is filled with black, brown, gray, and navy already. DVF, Tracy Reese and Thakoon were the only ones to really add any color to their collections. Victoria Beckham killed it once again with her collection. It's very Parisian spy-chic. Honestly, I haven't been wowed by anything so far. Just a piece or two from each collection. Though, if you want to see a collection where every piece is spectacular, then look no further than Carolina Herrera.

Victoria Beckham

DVF chain jumpsuit

Carolina Herrera

More later...


"I passed bobby brown the other day and threw an old bag of chicken mcnuggets at his head"

SO. DAMN. SAD. about Whitney Houston right? But I don't think anyone is overly surprised. It's been a long time coming...many, many years. Can we say that Bobby was the root of all evil? I can remember when she first started dating him and the world was a gasp over their relationship. But then again, I loved him on their tv show "BOBBY!" thinking he was more of the grown up and she was a child. Do you remember the episode where he helped her....uh...evacuate her system (I will not go into anymore detail). She called that 'love'; I called it disgusting.

So what can we learn from this tragedy other than say no to drugs? Well if you are Lindsey Lohan - then pay attention because you are up next girlfriend. It's like a Dicken's novel before your very eyes Lindsey. Get the help you need. And stay far away from your mother and father. They are the ones bringing you down.

To remember Whitney in better times:

On to the Grammys...
First, I almost freaked out when I saw they were having a Beach Boys reunion. I cannot even tell you how much I love them. Would we consider that a "reunion". I definitely expected more out of them then just ONE miserable song. Whatever. I'll take it I guess.

And in usual Bunny format, I will bullet point my thoughts:

*LL Cool J as the host. What did you think? Bless his little heart, but no.
*Carrie Underwood's dress was stunning.

*Adele so adorable but her boy was not. Also, I know she was nervous, but she really should not have been chewing gum during the awards. Every time the camera flashed to her she was chomping away. Looked awful.
* I know I will get a lot of crap for this, but I'm starting to favor Chris brown over Rihanna. She's had a change of character that is not becoming. She seemed to buck the sympathy vote. But I'm glad she is no longer a red head. I hate fake reds.
*It seems that Bruno Mars and Alicia Keyes have same hairstylist and they should be fired.
*Fergie looked like a whore and that she got dressed haphazardly. If you take all that time to find a stunning gown, why in the world wouldn't you wear appropriate jewelery or, I don't know say, brush your hair.
*Kelly Carlson and the country guy seemed unsure of themselves in their duet. Do they normally sing together? Her hair was a train wreck. Seemed to be the theme last night.
*Coldplay. Eeek. Thanks Chris Martin for wearing your finest paintballin attire. Also, he sounded AWFUL live. Gwyneth's dress made up for it though. It was bananas.


Thursday, February 9, 2012

another rousing rendition of....

It's Thursday ladies and gentlemen! You know what that means...thirsty thursday Lagerfeld Thursday!

From today's NY Mag The Cut....

Isaac Mizrahi showed some designer solidarity last night, standing up for Karl Lagerfeld after recent criticism over his calling Adele "a little too fat." "Icons are people too. They're allowed to express themselves too. If that's really what he thinks, then he's allowed to say that," Mizrahi said at the QVC runway show. "I'm serious, because someone has to defend people like Karl Lagerfeld. We have to defend Karl Lagerfeld's rights!"

I love Isaac. Karl did apologize to Adele kind-of-sort-of yesterday saying, “I’d like to say to Adele that I am your biggest admirer. Sometimes when you take a sentence out of the article it changes the meaning of the thought. What I said was in relation to Lana Del Rey and the sentence has since been taken out of context from how it was originally published. I actually prefer Adele, she is my favorite singer and I am a great admirer of her. I lost over 30 kilos over 10 years ago and have kept it off. I know how it feels when the press is mean to you in regards to your appearance. Adele is a beautiful girl. She is the best. And I can’t wait for her next CD.”

Somebody please answer this question for me...Who the hell is Lana Del Rey? I feel like I've missed something. How do people know her? What does she sing? Should I know her? How does Karl know her? And why the fuck doesn't Karl know me?
Forever and always,

warren buffet pays 17% tax while the rest of us are in the 30% range. chew on that.

Happy start of NYC Fashion week! I hope to do better than the Paris fashion week on reports. But don't hold your breath.

Because I'm 170 years old, I watched CBS' person to person last night. Did anyone watch? If you didn't, I'll paint the scene. Charlie Rose, whom I now love, and Lara Logan sit back in big, comfy chairs while stars walk through their home with a camera being peppered with questions. Last night they visited George Clooney, Warren Buffet and Jon Bon Jovi. I know what you are thinking and yes, Bon Jovi IS still alive and unfortunately he DOES still live in New Jersey. Contain your retching.

First thing first, as much as I want to dislike him, I really do love George Clooney. My dislikes are mostly about his love of the wax skeleton Brad Pitt and his political views - not that he has them, but that he won't shut up about them.  He proudly displayed  pictures of he and Obama chillin' in the Oval only days after Obama had taken office (the signature read - thanks for the friendship (GAG)) and a large Shepard Fairey picture of "hope". But no matter what he says, he comes off as just a nice, down to earth, goofy guy.  And I love that he adopted a black cocker spaniel. If my black cocker continues with her attitude of "it's-too-much-energy-to-go-outside-to-use-the-bathroom-I'll-just-go-here", George might get another one on his door step and a bill to clean my sisal rug which she has destroyed.

Next up was Warren Buffet. How fucking cute is he? ADORABLE. I want to make him a pocket person and keep him on my desk. Maybe dress him up in festive holiday attire....bowties, hats, leprechan outfits. He is so unassuming and down to earth...stealing ties from his bestie, Jay Z. For his company, Berkshire Hathaway, to be trading at $118K A SHARE the offices of BH are a dump. Maybe that is why the stock is down almost $600 today...people hate ratty carpet. And his personal office is so sad looking. I mean, I know its Nebraska and all, but jeeze. Maybe he should replaced his kids photos with a nice colorful Rothko. Just saying.
I guess not all of us can have the same view I have....sigh.

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

karl is the king of soundbites

The man, the myth, the legend that never sleeps was the special guest editor for the Metro World News in Paris yesterday and W-H-O-A. He gives new meaning to the word "ecentric", but I still love him. If you do nothing else all day, read these quotes because there is no way in hell you could make them up.

He also had this to say, though I can't find it in the Metro:
Q: Do you have much of a sex drive?

A: No, I'm not very much interested in that. But it's not a question of time, people can make quickies you know. [laughs] If you ask this kind of question, you get this kind of answer. [laughs]

Quickies can be fun.

Good, good, good! I find you talk like Europeans. [laughs.] I think sex is an overrated subject.

But it's the French way, though.

You know, I'm not French. I'm a bloody German.

When was the last time you were in love?

I don't know. I like freedom … Relationships happen for everybody, it can never be a problem. But it's not really my main thing.
Some other gems....

*I like to be on TV but I don't watch TV. I have no time for that.
*Influence has another name, and that's called copying. You see? It's in the air, I don't know. I'm like a TV antenna.
*On why he doesn't keep pets: They die so I don't like them. The drama is I had two I really liked and after they died I don't want another one. That's too depressing. sidenote: but what about this?!
*And speaking of death:
I think it's like a sleep where you don't wake up. You don't remember before, you don't remember after. The only thing is I don't want to be seen dead, huh? So anyway, over, over. The batter is finished, huh, puft.

Karl is so prolific. He might be bat-shit crazy, but then again, aren't we all. He just has a platform to speak his mind and I love him for that. Besties for-ever!