Thursday, March 29, 2012

why you might ask...

After Rafa's performance last night, I just can't with that kid anymore. He takes all of my patience and just crumples it up and throws it away.  I can't even write about the match between him and my homeboy Tsonga. Thank god for the brief shots of Uncle Tony that included my man Carlos was the highlight of my night (well after finding out that my gym crush was in the bar last night! And he drinks beer! He's definitely straight, right?).

JESUS I love a man with a sweater over his shoulders. Hell, who am I kidding. Carlos could walk out in a trash bag and I would sweat him like it was my job.

Bunny Costa

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

like a rhinestoned cowboy..err...grrrrl

Please do not construe this post to be in any way, shape, or form about Treyvon Martin or his parents. No, this post is about something not quite as important...dress code.

DC is clothes stuffy. I admit it. Most of my closet is black, navy blue and the occasional gray with some pops of color here and there. Even if I didn't live in DC, this is how I would dress because dark colors are slimming. DC'ers are professional in the sense that we are a bit up-tight, only allowing our emotions to boil up in traffic and the occasional congressional hearing. Gossip - that we do - because it's a victimless crime like tax evasion or public indecency.

All of a sudden our eyes have been assaulted by first term congresswoman Frederica Wilson.  When she first came to DC, she was known for wearing the most ridiculous get ups you have ever seen.  When her petition to the United States House of Representatives to wear cowboy hats on the floor was denied, I thought she would just disappear and learn to conform to the monotony of DC.

Oh...but HELL TO THE NO. Yesterday, when Treyvon's parents came to town to discuss their son's case, this crazy dressed to impress.
Someone please explain to me how rhinestoned cowboy hats are appropriate in ANY situation unless you are at Senior Frogs having a margarita made in your mouth....let alone multiple in different colors.

Ugh...I just can't with her. Please, CNN, I beg of you to stop showing her during my gym time. It just makes me want to leave sooner.

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

make new friends, but keep the old

I am the absolute worst keeping in touch with people. My friends can attest. And when I make friends with someone who is like me with the friend communication, well it's just over.

While perusing the NYT at lunch (gah - why is it so cold outside? What happened to the 70 degree weather??), I came across an article about how having more friends will make you live longer. Forging stronger social connections for a longer life is the title and it's incredibly interesting. Basically it says as long as you are up and out, you will live a long and happy life no matter what you eat.  This is good news because I found out this morning that Chick-Fil-A will now have a food truck in DC. (Sidenote: If you find the truck stolen and a red head covered in chick-fil-a sauce roaming the streets, chicken fingers in hand screaming "as god as my witness I will never be hungry again", it's not me.)

Anyhow, part of the article talks about how being humble and not self involved also helps lead to a longer life.

"Mr. Robbins cites an illustrative study published in 1983 by Larry Scherwitz, then a psychologist at Baylor University, who taped the conversations of nearly 600 men, a third of them with heart disease. Dr. Scherwitz counted how often the men used first-person pronouns — I, me, mine — and found that those who used them most often were most likely to have heart disease and, when followed for several years, most likely to suffer heart attacks.

The psychologist advised: “Listen with regard when others talk. Give your time and energy to others; let others have their way; do things for reasons other than furthering your own needs.”

So basically, I can barely hope to make it to 2015. Let others have their way?? There is no way in hell that's going to work.  Start thinking about what you will say at my funeral now...please make it poignant, funny, and crude in no particular order.


Monday, March 26, 2012

for the love of god - its zou bisou NOT zoo be zoo

If I read one more Mad Men recap that calls the French song Megan sang, "Zoo Be Zoo", I am going to SCREAM.

Well ya'll, Mad Men is back. How long has it been? It seems like eternity...and I for one met last night's episode with mixed emotions. Part of me was glad the show was back, but once it started it felt like my soul was slowly being sucked out. Back to the monotony of Sterling Cooper Draper Price. Back to the repressed issues of all the characters. Back to the drinking and the smoking and the sex. Actually, I like the sex and the drinking.

The theme of this episode to me seemed that everyone was basically miserable inside.  Don, while married to a hot little girl, still hates himself. Lane, who I thought was adorable in his conversation with Joan, has his wife and child in America yet was drawn to a picture of a woman in a wallet. Watching him have the phone conversation with the "woman from the wallet" was painful and made my skin crawl.  Roger is also married to a hot little girl, but is miserable because his professional career is flailing and his wife isn't smart and is quite boring. Peggy is still Peggy - working hard for that money, but at what cost. Megan Draper tries to be positive and perfect, but deep down I think she is starting to question if she made the right choice marrying Don. Joan is post-partum with her nagging mother hitting on the help. She is miserable thinking  the one thing that made her Joan might have disappeared while she was having her bundle of joy. Oh...and then there is Peter Campbell. He is miserable at home, he is miserable at work. If there was ever a character I wanted to punch in the throat, it's him. He is a whiny, spoiled brat and that means something coming from a whiny, spoiled brat.

Despite all of the miserableness, it looks like everyone is moving on up to the east side. Don has a great new, modern apartment with white carpet. Betty has a new mansion with her political husband ("Say hi to Morticia and Lurch for me."). And Peter Campbell looks like he has assumed the Don Draper house of 5 seasons ago complete with train ride and train-wreck-ish wooden paneled cabinets. Really, those cabinets are horrible.

I'm interested to see where the rest of the season will go from here. Jon Hamm gave an interview a couple of months ago that hinted that maybe there would be some Don/Joan action this season which will sure make for some great tv involving Roger. Everything that came out of his mouth last night was hilarious. I especially loved when he asked his wife why she didn't speak french to him and she responded promptly because he didn't look like Don.  Oh Don Draper...would he have gotten half as far in life if he was ugly?


PS - Did you see the way AMC ran a million "The Killing" previews for next week? HA! are hilarious. Like anyone is tuning into that piece of shit just for you to pull the rug out again after I watch 13 hours of NOTHING.

PPS - Matthew Perry was on the Good Wife last night looking a lot better than when I last saw him in July. I'm not sure if it was a lot of make up and some botox or a lot of botox and a lot of make up, but he looked good. I hope they have him back. Per usual, Josh Charles was hot as hell.

Thursday, March 22, 2012

"That's why they call them crushes. If they were easy, they'd call them something else."

He's tall.
He has brown hair.
He is beautiful....and I love him.

His name is unknown...his place of employment a mystery. He's shown up to the work gym every Monday and Wednesday at 7pm for the last 4 months (though did not show last night). He once wore a Saints t-shirt, which in my head means he's southern and straight (did you get that too?).  There has been talk of having me wear a colts t-shirt to start conversation with him...though it hasn't worked out well because I keep calling the other football team the "new england saints" instead of "new orleans". Whatever. Semantics.

He makes me work out longer and harder so I don't come across as a fat ass. On Monday, he made me work an extra 16 minutes on the elliptical. As it was set on mountain climber #9, on Tuesday I could barely walk. Sigh...
I've enlisted help from our concierge in the lobby. I've gone through the roster of businesses in the building on google, coming across a listing for the CIA. When I brought this up to said concierge, he practically laughed me out of his office. I think it was to throw me off the scent. But now, I have created this whole back story on my boy. He's an undercover you see...which would explain why he is non-descript and after he leaves I forget everything about him. And after this article in the Washington Post this week, I am sure that I would play an amazing job as a spy's wife. People practically open up to me and tell me their deepest, darkest secrets already. Can you imagine if I got paid for it? A spy or a gossip columnists...either one would do.

Wishing and hoping,

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

viva la france

Take the time to read this quick article from The New Yorker about French women. As you know, I wish I was a French woman. It completely made my day and will now refer to my upper arms as "ohio". I also need to make a visit and pick up a Chanel bag and a new Hermes.


Monday, March 19, 2012 24 hours

Harper's Bizarre featured my bestie Karl in this month's "My List".  I've said it before and I'll say it again, it's like the man is my soul mate. Some great take aways from the article - 1. he doesn't actually go to work until 5pm 2. he talks about his 2 homes feet from each other and 3. he has his sheets changed every day. EVERY DAY. Even those who know me well might not know that I wash my white sheets every Sunday. I too have a bed of white - sheets, duvet, blanket. However, I am concerned about the intake of Diet Coke Monsieur Karl has daily. All that aspartame can't be good for your system.


Rafa. Ben Stiller. Talk amongst yourselves.

1. When did Ben Stiller get so old?
2. When did Ben Stiller get so short?
3. When did Rafa get so damn adorable?

Photo: Rafa's facebook


Friday, March 16, 2012


The man, the myth, the legend GEORGE CLOONEY is being arrested as we speak in DC....more later!


Even when he is being bad, he is good. He and his pops were outside the Sudanese Embassy this morning protesting. Apparently the police told them to stay back...George, daddy, and weirdly Rep. Jim Moran did not so they were whisked to the hoosegow.  I'm glad Jim Moran took time out of his busy hair-coloring schedule to attend this little rally.

From his reps: "They were protesting the violence committed by the government of Sudan on its own innocent men, women and children. They were demanding they allow humanitarian aid into the country before it becomes the largest humanitarian crisis in the world."

George is many things, including smart. He's been in town since Wednesday and testified on the Hill about Sudan. He knows that he could sneeze and it would make the papers. Being arrested will make people pay attention...more so if he was just standing outside an embassy screaming his head off.


Thursday, March 15, 2012

another state dinner I wasn't invited to

Maybe it's the way I eat soup? Maybe it's because I didn't have anything to wear? Maybe it's because George Clooney was pissed I told ya'll where he was staying while in town. No - those aren't it because everyone knows I'm an amazing dresser and eater. But whatever the reason, I was not invited to the state dinner with British PM David Cameron. It's fine...I'm not at all hurt...I didn't cry into my pillow at all last night.


Let's go down the list of who did attend in my place: Harvey Weinstein and beautiful wife, Georgina Chapman - head of Marchesa, George Clooney because he just can't remove himself from DC, Anna Wintour and boyfriend Shelby Bryant, Warren Buffet, and Carey Mulligan. Mumford and Sons was the entertainment - cute Mr. President.

Michelle wore Marchesa; Samantha Cameron wore British designer Alessandra Rich. While unusual, I really like Sammy's dress. What I'm not a fan of is the belt. The ever present blue belt. She wore the shit out of that belt...along with navy pumps for most of her stay in DC.


I thought Mrs. O looked stunning in her Marchesa dress, but can we talk about her choice of accessory? While I LOVE a large statement necklace and women who can pull them off, this came out looking almost drag queenish to me. Anyone else? It just seemed like too much with the dress. I might have paired it with a navy skirt suit and a white t-shirt. Don't get me wrong, she rocked the shit out of it and I'm not one to give compliments to MO that often. Maybe if she wasn't wearing the earrings....

Georgina in Marchesa, obvi. She really needs to help poor hubby Harvey clean up a bit. He's looking more slovenly every day.

Anna in Chanel rocking some open toes in March. Boyfriend Shelby Bryant behind her. Only someone as small as Anna could pull off this dot print.

photos: AP, Getty Images

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

mon ami dans le supermarché

Spring has come Lagerfeld Thursday will too.

Please. Don't even kid yourself. Karl...detergent shop? Ha. Right. It's so pedestrian it's laughable.

No, this was a photo shoot for the April issue of French Elle to promote his new line, Karl. There are apparently more pictures of a domesticated Karl, but this is the only one previewed. Says my bff,
"It's the first time I've stepped into a supermarket. It's crazy - fascinating what one can buy. There's enough here to easily gain 20 kilos". He's just so precious, what can you say? An afternoon with him would be a life time of quotes and stories.


who cares about David Cameron when George is in town

George Clooney is on the hill today discussing the Sudan. I could say many things about this, but I'm going to leave it alone. However, the grade A stalking prowess that I have, looks like George is staying (or was staying) at the Willard if any of you want to catch a drink and a glimpse.

I have met GC before when he was in DC to film the short lived HBO show, K Street. He did some filming in my building and I rode the elevator with him and Steven Soderbergh.  I wasn't knocked out by his looks as I was his height. I'm pretty tall and was in heels, and he made it to my shoulder.  If any of you fans start screaming that he is 6 feet tall, I will call you a liar and laugh in your face. Maybe 5'8. MAYBE.

I haven't seen C-Span in a couple of minutes, but last I saw, he was in Dirksen. So all you stalkers head on over...oh and hit up the sundry for some delicious chicken fingers. Sigh...I miss the Senate.


Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Newt Gingrich is from Georgia only when its convenient.

As a lady from the South, there are many things I love. Dogwoods in bloom, the smell of fresh cut grass, the  say "ya'll" and "bless your heart", a good pulled pork sandwich, a big mason jar of sweet tea, and cheese grits.

So you have to know that this clip on CNN last night about made me die while watching in the gym.

If you live in Alabama or Mississippi, get out and vote long as you don't vote Santorum!

Bunny the belle

Thursday, March 8, 2012

It's never too late for Lagerfeld Thursday

Not only is this post just in the nick of time, but it's also from a guest blogger! Yes- after 11 months my bestie, partner-in-crime, and jail bailer outter Poodle has decided to make an appearance. Or it might be that he sent me this email on random things Karl has said and I decided he was the guest blogger for the day. Yea Poots!

Ridiculous? I think not.

Follow his rules and you’ll be fine. Don’t wear thongs, stay away from swans, short men will murder you, and don’t eat cheap food.

Oh that Karl...he is a down right hoot.
Bunny and Poodle

dasvidaniya ya'll

It's like Christmas has come early! Forbes released it's famous "The World's Billionaire" list today. Yes - billionaires...with a B. Good looking group of people if you ask me. No  new faces except the lady who invented Spanxs is now on the list. Good for her, though a lot of that money is mine. It would be great if she could return it.

As you peruse the list, make sure to keep your hands off #68 and #80. You know I love me some Russian bad boys...especially ones with Philippe Stark yachts. Nothing is hotter than water, money and lucite.


happy red thursday

Bunny Wales

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

baby, baby, baby

I know I'm all about babies today, but GREATDAYINTHEMORNING I want to have a whole school of red headed babies with him. Look at the way he shakes his hips - MMMM. Actually, I can't watch it anymore without a cold shower nearby.

I think I would love him even if he wasn't a royal.

“I throw yuckies on you”

I can't believe I am still talking about this little street urchin. It makes my stomach churn and I just had a delicious/expensive lunch at Fiola.

Seems the NYT has caught on to my dislike of Hudson Kroenig and decided to interview him/his dad to make me look bad. Haha - shame on you because it backfired, didn't it? Honestly, read the interview. I don't know who is getting better press out of it - Hudson or his dad Brad.
 I mean, for christ's sake, stop acting like a child and close your mouth.
You are in Chanel. Show some respect to the house please.
Some gems from the article:
-While baby Hud wants a hot dog, he actually has no idea what it is because his parents make him eat healthy. Jesus, Brad. Give the kid a hot dog.
-Hud likes to stab people with forks. It's obvious he will grow up to be a hot serial killer.]
-He says sentences like, "I throw yuckies on you!”
-Brad says his buddy Karl is "far warmer, funnier, more generous person than people might expect." Oh my head he is the end all, be all.

Speaking of annoying children, looks like Snooki is indeed knocked up. Let me ask a question - how do we live in a world where, not only is this news, but it's on the cover of magazines? Who actually cares about this? Or the fact that Jessica Simpson is as big as a house being preggers? The only thing I care about is how these kids ended up being so lucky. According to a flier I recieved, looks like Diane Von Furstenburg has entered the children's clothing market in conjunction with Baby Gap/Gap Kids. This is not to mention Marc Jacobs and Prada in their own labels. I guess the fashion world is telling me that NOW is the time to have that baby. How cute would little Tallulah (Lulu for short) look in that DVF wrap dress?! Someone be a dear and alert Carlos Costa that I'm ready when he is.


Tuesday, March 6, 2012

don't make me sad, don't make me cry

Full disclosure: my lenten objectives are being X'ed slowly but surely. I'm down to two. I'll let you guess which ones. Annnnnd I am sick. AGAIN. I got 3 hours of sleep last night and there was no Australian Open on (read: Rafa, Carlos Costa) to keep me entertained. It's obvious that I am dying...that my body is rebelling and is slowly killing me. The only thing even remotely bright on the horizon was the Chanel show that walked this morning in Paris. I'm not going to let it depress me that A. I wasn't in Paris or B. am still not friends with Karl or C. this fucking kid is back in my life. Instead, I'm going to look at these amazeball outfits and dream about that black Amex that still has yet to arrive (with someone paying the tab)....

Even if you don't like Karl, you have to give him props for his creativity. I can't imagine creating all these outfits for multiple lines which are all so different. When we last left off, Karl was imagining what it was like to have dinner in India. Now, Karl is on Mars. Actually, I don't know where in the world he thinks he is, but the makeup on the models is god awful. Thank goodness the clothes make up for it and the shoes are MDK.

Looks very Lisa Bonet in a Cosby Show.

My favorite - a dress, pants and a scarf? YES PLEASE.

Hudson thinks he is the shit. Is it not enough that his parents are gorgeous, he has to be friends and WALK in Karl's show?
Ugh...with his cute little hair and even cute mini-Chanel bag. Makes me sick.


Photo: Monica Feudi/

Friday, March 2, 2012

fashionable friday

It's doom and gloom outside, so sit back, look at some pretty and have your 401k company on speed dial - because I'm about to blow your minds and your wallets.

First up. the Christian Dior show. Ladies and gentlemen, THIS is how you do a peplum that everyone can wear. From the great belt to the bedazzled top, the dress is amazing. I loved everything in this show, but pulled my favorites for you to peruse.

Now to the good stuff.  Pierre Hardy, not to be confused with Ed Hardy or Tom Hardy, is the Hermes jeweler...and we LOVE him. Good ole Pierre was obviously bored one day and decided that spending $25K for a crocodile birkin was for peasants. So he created a jeweled version of the iconic Kelly bag made from 11,000 diamonds...that's basically big enough to hold your cell phone. Of course, I want/need this bag immediately. Sales are confined to 12 bags and with the price tag of 1.5 million euros each (that's like a bijillion american bucks), I'm not sure who will actually purchase them. This is one of the occasions when I wish I was famous and could wear this bag (complete with body guard) to some awards show or to lunch at the Ivy. Just another occasion when I wish the dollar was stronger than the euro. Le sigh...