Archive for November 2011
Happy birthday, Ben Stiller. I hear that a “Zoolander” sequel is in the works. Hopefully we can come to terms on my salary this time around. Any film about fashion is nothing without me . . .
Happy birthday, Gena Lee Nolin. Apparently, you have a thing for marrying men from my hometown. If this recent one doesn’t work out, the women here aren’t so bad . . .
Happy birthday, Judd Nelson. I just have to say that I never thought I’d see your photo next to the words “the ultimate orgasm” . . .
Your old Auntie has been waiting patiently for the last few weeks for her Capricorn soul sister/best friend in the entire world to send along the details of her meeting with Her Royal Highness, Queen Elizabeth II. So imagine my surprise when I was catching up on my blog reading this evening when I stumbled across this story on “T Magazine” from earlier in the week.
Apparently, Sarah Mower chose to tell her story to the struggling fashion blog instead of dishing it up here. I guess I can’t be mad at her because she earned her MBE for her contributions to up-and-coming designers as a global ambassador for British talent. Just like me, she’s a giver and she seems to spend a lot of time just being nice to people. It’s a revolutionary idea and hopefully one that will come into fashion someday.
Anyway, click the link above to read Sarah’s enjoyable account of getting dressed for the most important moment of her life so far, at least until I make her a bridesmaid at my next wedding. Scroll back a couple of posts — I see a lacy jumpsuit in her future.
What? I have to wait until December 6 to buy this album? Life is so unfair!
I’ve composed about a zillion posts about why I hate weddings since I started writing this blog. For that reason, I never thought that I would be jealous of a blushing bride posting online photos of her wedding finery. But the nubile Kim Zolciak of “The Real Housewives of Atlanta” has me considering another walk down the aisle just so I can wear a wedding jumpsuit. In the name of Zob herself, why didn’t I think of that?
Anyway, they say that the twelfth time is a charm. Interested parties may inquire within.