January 2010
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“I like large parties. They’re so intimate. At small parties there...”
– from F. Scott Fitzgerald’s The Great Gatsby
Jan 31st
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Pet Peeves #889
Coco Chanel said “A woman who doesn’t wear perfume has no future” and I am the first to admit that a woman needs a splash of perfume, her own signature scent, to feel beautiful…  I believe in the mystery of it, a sensual, almost mysterious way of leaving an impression of yourself on those you meet.  When you discover Your Scent, you find a bit of yourself…...
Jan 30th
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New Orleanians are acutely aware of how their city... →
This article does an amazing job of capturing New Orleans own special brand of crazy, in regards to football, to celebrating, to life. Whether the Saints win next Sunday or not, I have an idea that the city will be thrilled no matter what.  It always is.
Jan 29th
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Jan 28th
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Clean Your Plate: A Chubby Excuse
Out last night, enjoying a rather decadent, three-course meal in honor of DineLA Restaurant Week, I found myself incredibly full not two-thirds of the way through my meal.  So full, in fact, that the belt which had gaped off my body earlier in the day was now cutting into my waist painfully.  And, yet, a half-eaten skirt steak, a pile of cauliflower au gratin and a mound of baby broccoli sat...
Jan 27th
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Jan 27th
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Jan 27th
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Pretend Boyfriend: Mr. T
Mr. T was my very first pretend boyfriend of all… I was all of three years old when I first caught sight of him on “The A-Team” and it was love at first sight.  Jewelry bigger than my head, a commanding presence, a disregard for authority… it was a match made in heaven.  All the young girls at pre-school talked about how they dreamt of growing up to marry Michael...
Jan 26th
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“Anyone who hates children and animals can’t be all bad.”
– the inimitable W.C. Fields
Jan 25th
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Jan 23rd
I'm Going to Disneyland! (And I'm Paying My Own...
Each year around this time, with Superbowl anticipation building in the air, I start to fantasize about Life As An Athlete…  the guts, the glory, the free trips to Disneyland… It was obvious from the beginning that the spoils of sports were not for me; I was born a failed athlete, and nothing I’ve ever tried could change that. There was no lack for after school activities...
Jan 21st
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Pet Peeve #97
I can’t be eloquent or interesting or charming about John Mayer… I tried.  But there’s nothing eloquent or interesting or charming to say about him. I just can’t stand the guy and I hate his music, it’s as simple as that.  And every time he pops up on the pop culture radar again, I run for cover.  Or scream.  Or vomit.
Jan 21st
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Jan 21st
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Jan 20th
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Jan 20th
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Jan 19th
Jan 16th
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Pet Peeves #656
Self-indulgent blogs.  Meaning: blogs that literally no one would find interesting but you and your inner-ring of friends should they happen upon them.  Self-referential, self-congratulatory… and generally sick-making for anyone standing on the outside.  I could rant on and on, asking “What’s the point?” and “Why do you torture me so?”  But I think we all know...
Jan 16th
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Jan 15th
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Pretend Boyfriend: David Letterman
There has been a great kerfuffle over Team Conan vs. Team Jay these last few days.  Naturally, were I to pick a side, I would pick Team Conan: I’ve always found Jay Leno painfully un-funny, to the point where (like George Bush) I found it easier to pretend he didn’t exist.  The best part of NBC’s failing primetime these past few years is that I no longer had to rush to switch the...
Jan 15th
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Jan 13th
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Jan 12th
“I told him, ‘I don’t care if it was a private chat, you Tumbled it...”
– an inside-Tumblr joke overheard in the ladies locker room tonight at the Hollywood Y
Jan 12th
Black Pants, White Neighborhood (Or Some Other...
If I had my way, we’d live in a world of interesting dressers- notice I said “interesting,” not “good.”  Though I am a rather demanding and judgmental lady, believe it or not, I don’t care if you’re a Good Dresser.  Don’t get me wrong, I adore a well put together outfit- on a man or a woman.  I love high fashion and I dream of haute couture.  But I...
Jan 12th
Jan 11th
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What I miss is the society. Lunch and dinner are... →
I haven’t written much here this week- or for the past month- for various reasons… reading something like this essay from Roger Ebert’s blog makes me think I should hang up even trying.  And, yet, it also inspires me to keep on… no matter what obstacles life throws at you.  Because there is beauty in sharing- the small sorrows and great joys of life are something we can all...
Jan 9th
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Jan 8th
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Jan 8th
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Pet Peeves #787
I guess it’s my own fault for having pale genes- or from coming from a land wherein people listing “tanning” amongst their Facebook activities (right next to scrapbooking and cow-tipping, I imagine)- but I completely despise tan lines.  I most-especially despise the fact that I’m still sporting a slight one from a tiny little burn I got at FYFFest last August.  (August!...
Jan 8th
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Jan 7th
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The Tops in Films, 2009
There is less need for me to be prosaic about my Top Films of the year than my Top Music; though I realize my list might make me seem a philistine to film critics and it might make me look pretentious to some friends, the fact of the matter is, with the movies… I just don’t care.  At the movie theater, in its dark, cold depths, I find the one place in the world I can go and really...
Jan 7th
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Jan 6th
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Jan 6th
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The Best Season of All...
At the dawning of each new year, when I’m still awash with good intentions to cut back on cookies, when I’m still suffering from post-holiday letdown and wondering where the extra pounds came from, I always manage to forget the very thing that saves me each year from my drudgery. The three magical words that bring me hope each dreary January (for, even in sunny L.A., January’s are dreary). ...
Jan 5th
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Pet Peeves #929
People of the World: I am sick to death of New Year’s resolutions.  Or, rather, I am sick to death of hearing about them.  If you want to make a change in your life, make it.  Don’t resolve to do it, do it. No one cares if you’ve resolved to wash your hands more frequently, if you’ve decided to be friendlier to pets passing by, if you want to eat less cookies or spend...
Jan 5th
“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to...”
– Jack Kerouac
Jan 4th
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Jan 3rd
Our Next Show
Less than a month after our first show, um, ever… Mostly Single returns to Room 101 this Wednesday!  Come see us be crazytown! mostlysingle: Mostly Single will be returning to Room 101 this Wednesday, January 6th, at 10 PM!
Jan 3rd
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“Consider our little friend here… . Most birds were created to fly. Being...”
– from The Shack by William Young, a book I have no desire to read… but, having been sent this lovely quote, I wanted to pass it along as a New Year’s wish for us all.  And I swear, tomorrow I’ll go back to writing all ironic, all the time.  Until then… to love! 
Jan 2nd