Thursday, May 31, 2012


With the French Open going until next weekend, I'm afraid the majority of the posts will be about tennis. I'm sorry I'm a nerd.

My bff and boy toy Rafa got an early birthday treat last week when Madame Tussauds created a wax figure of him which is displayed in London.
While he does look adorable, I almost wish they had made him picking his butt instead. They even got the bulging muscles in his forearm correct. However, in all my hours studying "the Raf", I would say Madame gave him too much hair. They also could have given him a little scowl, forehead wrinkles and wrapped his fingers more.

Just to note, this statue would be an appropriate Christmas 2013 present in case you were wondering what to get me.


Wednesday, May 30, 2012

on my own

I love to watch poor people sing as much as the next girl. That being said, I was super excited for the Les Miserables movie trailer....until I saw it. I had completely forgotten how poorly they casted the movie. Okay - well just one poor casting decision. Anne Hathaway? Really? Seriously? Once you hear her sing, I think you'll be on my side. I feel bad she cut her hair for this role. Ain't no way she's winning an oscar for this.

One great thing about this movie: EDDIE REDMAYNE. I could stare at his lips

I dreamed a dream,

Friday, May 25, 2012

it's the freakin weekend

The French Open starts tomorrow and do you know who is excited to do nothing but watch tennis this weekend? THIS GIRL. Praise the lord baby jesus NBC and ESPN2 will cover all grunts, sweaty t-shirts, and pouty faces of my boy. Hopefully there will be some glimpses of Carlos Costa. It's been far too long since I've paused the DVR and stared at him for 5 full minutes.

Happy weekend bitches!


Thursday, May 24, 2012

oh christ no

Ladies and gentlemen, apparently Willow Smith didn't read my previous post regarding her fashion attire. What in the god's name hell is this? And how did Will and Jada look at her and both decide that she looked okay enough to a. leave the house, b. be seen in public at a movie opening knowing full well there would be photographic evidence of this monstrosity?

Nevermind. Looking at their attire, Will and Jada didn't think anything of their poorly dressed offspring. This is a family of delusion. I can tell by their goofy looks that they all think "I'm the shit". Jayden always looks like he's 30 seconds from bursting into tears. I would cry too if I was wearing a ratty jean jacket with spiked shoulder pads. Lord - I hope he doesn't shrug his shoulders.

However, I will give credit when credit is due - Willow is throwing some mad eye sex around. She's a little young, but it takes awhile to prefect the perfect eye fuck.


Monday, May 21, 2012

"I hope not sporadically"

Remember that line from Clueless when Cher is asked what she did for the day and she replies "I broke in my new purple clogs"? Well I have big plans tomorrow which include breaking in my new gold jack rogers. I'm very excited about it. Sorry I'm not sorry.

Something else I'm excited about - Rafa beat Djokovic in Rome today. Second win in a row! Next stop, Paris. I was so excited over this win you would think I was the one who actually played and won. The match was delayed by rain yesterday, so while they waited the boys played pool.
I love this picture for many reasons - Uncle Tony's casually draped sweater, Dad's intense mental focus, my sweet boy in his orange with his mummy wrapped fingers, and of course, my main man Carlos Costa patiently waiting his turn looking classic and handsome. I can't even tell you the naughty thoughts I've had of Carlos and I on this pool table. Balls and cue sticks optional. Blue chalk required.


Thursday, May 17, 2012

could they be any cuter?

While a bit old, I saw this for the first time today and it warmed my heart. Sigh. I love him.


Tuesday, May 15, 2012

negative ghost rider. the pattern is full.

If this picture of Tom Cruise doesn't give you nightmares, I don't know what will. Ugh...I'm so embarrassed for Katie Holmes.

Do you remember back in the day when he was the shit and no one could get enough of him? Yeah, me neither. I don't think my brain can go back to 1984.


Photo: W Magazine

Monday, May 14, 2012

the clouds never expect it when it rains

I apologize for the MIA status for the last 2 weeks. To say things have been bananas would be to put it mildly. First, sadly, I have to report that after 14 amazing years of unconditional love and support my sweet little pooch, Rudy, no longer belongs to this world. It has been incredibly sad - more than I realized it would be - and while at home this weekend the loss was intensified. Her monogrammed dog bed(s) (doesn't every dog need a bed in all corners of the house??) still lay around the house, like my parents hope time will rewind and she will come back. I dropped a cracker on the floor and came so close to calling "rudy" to spare me the energy to bend over and it up. While sad, she went out with a bang as her last meal was a wendy's cheeseburger, french fries and a frosty. However, it was a vanilla frosty because my father couldn't bring himself to buy her a chocolate know cause she could die from too much chocolate. My brother is pushing hard from Australia for my parents to get a pig...and name it Kevin Bacon.

What else did I miss the last two weeks....

*Prince Harry was in DC to receive some award last Monday. It was the same night as the Met Gala. Do you know how hard it was to try and decide between Harry and Anna Wintour? I did what I thought was best...and picked neither and watched Hart of Dixie on my couch.

*I had this brilliant idea that I should just happen to be hanging out at the Ritz in the bar the same time Harry was getting his award. Obviously, my trip to the hotel didn't pan out because I was too busy looking for a helicopter (long story), but when I saw the pictures of the girls standing outside waiting for his arrivals, all I could think of was "Buzz, your girlfriend. WOOOOOF." You all know how I like to play it cool around celebrities (Brangelina, Matthew Perry), but I would have lost my shit for that little redheaded hoodlum and probably ended up on the 6pm news. Thank god he didn't make a trip to the "dump" is all I have to say.

*I really wanted to do a post on the Met Gala, but after looking through 140 pictures of ugly and bizarre, I couldn't bring myself to do it. Sorry I'm not sorry.

*Gay, that happened. Mazel tov!

*I haven't seen my gym crush/I Spy in 2 weeks. That saying, absence makes the heart grow fonder? Yeah. No.

*Speaking of the gym, a new personal training company is hard core lobbying the building for new clients. They've been in our lobby for a week offering their services, which is very nice and I should definitely sign up, but just can't. Not in the office gym. Not being screamed at in front of ISpy. Well New Girl (or her new name, That One) decided it would be awesome if we signed up for a boot camp. It was all fun and games until I ran into the boot camp instructor. Have you ever seen the movie Major Payne? Well standing before me was Major Benson Winifred Payne complete with camo pants and the tightest camo under armor shirt I have ever seen. He, too, is 6'4, black, bald and looks like he could literally murder me with his pinkie. "Killing is my business and business is good." Ya'll pray for us. We're going to need it.

*Rafael Nadal. Sigh. He's now the world's #3 player. Federer breezed past him to reclaim the #2 spot this weekend after he won the Madrid Open. I don't really have anything to say here, but thought you would want to know.

*Continuing on tennis, I miss Carlos Costa. That is all.

*A word to the wise: If you ever end up at the Rock n' Roll Hotel, which incidentally is not a hotel, do not, and I repeat DO NOT, get the "redrum" drink. There is a reason there is a 2 drink limit and it is called murder backwards because it will murder you. I'm pretty sure they put roofies in it. Or everclear. Same diff.

*And finally, can we talk about what a disaster 95 South is? Why, on Friday, was I the only non-yankee on the road? And why are yankees so aggressive? I'll leave for you to ponder that today.


PS - and just to blow your mind on this rainy Monday morning, I give you this. Good luck trying to rid it from your head. I will spend the morning meetings thinking of dirty things to do with all these boys.

Thursday, May 10, 2012

"but I thought the devil wore prada"

Anna Wintour was on Stephen Colbert last night, and in a word, she was delightful. The thought of her eating french fries from Long John Silver has made my day.