Archive for December 2008
Just a moment ago, I realized that I still haven’t come up with a New Year’s resolution.
Like most of you, I’m terrible at keeping resolutions. A couple of years ago, in an attempt to live up to my proposal, I resolved to wear more sweaters. You would think that would be an easy resolution to keep, right? I swear I didn’t wear a sweater once during that entire year. Last year I resolved to win the lottery. I kept forgetting to buy tickets.
It seems that I fail with resolutions whether I aim high or whether I aim low. But this year is going to be different!
I resolve to take two of my previous commitments more seriously in 2009. The first, my still-unwritten memoir, Gorgeous Like Me, isn’t going to write itself. I’m sure Dame Edna didn’t write her brilliant autobiography, My Gorgeous Life, in her sleep. I’ve got to get to work! My second commitment, Moose Jaw Fashion Week 2012, isn’t going to plan itself. Sure, I’ve got lots of time before the big event, but you can never be too prepared. I’ve got designers to contact, models to book, restraining orders to file, etc.
This is going to be my most productive year ever! I’ll start as soon as Y&R is over . . .
I adore almost everything, just as long as I haven’t grown accustomed to it. For that reason, it’s sort of strange that I’ve been fascinated by pearls lately.
As a fashion statement, pearls come and go all the time. I’ve got old strands of pearls that I could wear today, so I really don’t need anyone to buy me another strand. I would, however, like a nice collection of fancy pearls like the one in the photo. Like a kid with a pocket full of marbles, I would be delighted to have an assortment of these lovely gems just to admire.
My birthday is less than a week away. You ought to start shopping soon!
Happy birthday, Diane von Fürstenberg. I bet you had no idea where your career would take you once you invented the wrap dress. I felt the same way when I invented panties.
After me, Sarah Mower is the most brilliant woman in fashion journalism. If I wasn’t so fabulous myself, I’d probably worship the ground she walks on.
Anyway, I was trying to get around style.com yesterday to read some of the new content. I figured out that if I held down the Ctrl button on my keyboard while I clicked on a link, the site crashed my browser about fifty-percent less than it had before. Opening a new window, I was able to read Sarah Mower’s advice to the reader for the new year:
“Ask not what your country can do for you. You can be just perfect-looking, but if you’re not contributing something worthwhile, however small, how can you feel good about yourself?”
Wow! How blunt was that? I can’t believe how much I love this woman. I’m one of those people who will go out of her way to lecture others about their behavior. Like Sarah, I don’t do it because I’m a bitch; I do it because I’m right.
Yes, I’m right. She’s right. We’re right. And remember that “contributing” doesn’t mean surfing the net and posting on forums and message boards. Go volunteer your time to an organization that could use your help. I have thousands of hours banked at my favorite non-profit, so I feel completely justified when I go on a rant about this subject.
I guess Sarah Mower does, too. Now I wonder what she does to justify her dogmatic tone. If anyone knows, I’d love to hear from you.
I was at Sears ogling this washing machine a few weeks back. I was actually there to buy a new dishwasher, but I got sidetracked when I saw this beauty parked on the showroom floor. I would have taken it for a spin, but the salesman gave me a funny look when I asked to try it out.
Anyway, I’d like one of these for my birthday. It would probably be rude to buy me the washer without the matching dryer, but I would forgive you if you did.
Happy birthday, Matt Lauer and Meredith Viera. It’s interesting to know that you seem so much alike and you share the same birthday. You’re astrological twins! Meanwhile, I share my birthday with Miss New York . . .
In case you haven’t noticed, I’m a simple girl with simple tastes. For that reason, I would be delighted to receive something as simple as a hat for my upcoming birthday. The darling Philip Treacy number in the photo is from the F/W 2009 collection, so you can probably get it for a song.
Hats make great gifts because they’re easy to ship and they usually fit the person you’re buying them for, unless they have a unnaturally-large melon. I once saw Rosie O’Donnell on TV claming that she couldn’t buy a hat that fit her head because it was just too big. Go figure.