Hope you all have a wonderful Labor Day - its the 126th year the nation has celebrated the American worker.
Friday
Why Hello, San Fran
Una and I are heading to San Francisco to see one of his oldest and dearest best friends this weekend. Plans are to hit Sonoma, the Sequoias and take down all the food we can get our hands on.
Hope you all have a wonderful Labor Day - its the 126th year the nation has celebrated the American worker.
Hope you all have a wonderful Labor Day - its the 126th year the nation has celebrated the American worker.
Not Helpful, Buitoni
Apparently this container has 2 servings in it.
I just ate the whole dang thing for lunch and had to pry myself away from making a "side dish." I mean, not helpful Buitoni.
Lanvin Does H&M
My dream closet includes Chanel quilted bags, boucle jackets, Carolina Herrera and Alberta Ferretti dresses, and Lanvin anything. This dream could also be termed that place called heaven that I won't set eyes on until I meet my maker.
However! Lanvin is now collaborating on a higher-end H&M collection due in select stores November 23, 2010.
How do I get myself a piece of this action?! Planning begins now.
However! Lanvin is now collaborating on a higher-end H&M collection due in select stores November 23, 2010.
How do I get myself a piece of this action?! Planning begins now.
Gaga
Since last November, when I first heard Lady Gaga would be coming to Milwaukee, I've been harassing Jon about going. And then the tickets sold out in 3 minutes. Oops.
But just last week, surprise! Jon's work has a suite at the Bradley Center for client events and - shocker - there were no takers for the Monster Ball. What, clients don't want to see a flaming bra and thong on stage? Their loss.
My gain. And oh boy, was it tremendous.
First we meet band opener Semi Precious Weapons. The lead singer emerges on stage wearing a nude colored tunic shirt, cropped leather jacket with studs, nude sparkly tights covered in fishnet chaps, and bright silver sequin high-heeled boots. He is on fire like a flaming volcano - literally unlike any person I have ever seen on TV or in person (seriously, this level of originality is impressive). He proceeds to swear every other minute, strip off his shirt and fishnets on stage so that he is wearing only nude tights, a nude-colored thong and resembles the naked mannequins one might see in a revolving department store window (while bending over so we can get the full view). Clothes are then swapped for tie-dyed tights/leggings and a ripped tee shirt. Fishnets go into the crowd, along with a revolver necklace and a portion of the stage wall decor. This is followed by an announcement that "we will be signing CDs after the show in section 216 and also offering sexual favors. Show me your t*ts, Milwaukee!" Screaming/singing ensues. I was utterly speechless (with a sh*t-eating grin). One of a kind.
Finally Lady Gaga, who has been performing with Semi-Precious Weapons for 6 years, comes out to frantic screaming.
But just last week, surprise! Jon's work has a suite at the Bradley Center for client events and - shocker - there were no takers for the Monster Ball. What, clients don't want to see a flaming bra and thong on stage? Their loss.
My gain. And oh boy, was it tremendous.
First we meet band opener Semi Precious Weapons. The lead singer emerges on stage wearing a nude colored tunic shirt, cropped leather jacket with studs, nude sparkly tights covered in fishnet chaps, and bright silver sequin high-heeled boots. He is on fire like a flaming volcano - literally unlike any person I have ever seen on TV or in person (seriously, this level of originality is impressive). He proceeds to swear every other minute, strip off his shirt and fishnets on stage so that he is wearing only nude tights, a nude-colored thong and resembles the naked mannequins one might see in a revolving department store window (while bending over so we can get the full view). Clothes are then swapped for tie-dyed tights/leggings and a ripped tee shirt. Fishnets go into the crowd, along with a revolver necklace and a portion of the stage wall decor. This is followed by an announcement that "we will be signing CDs after the show in section 216 and also offering sexual favors. Show me your t*ts, Milwaukee!" Screaming/singing ensues. I was utterly speechless (with a sh*t-eating grin). One of a kind.
Finally Lady Gaga, who has been performing with Semi-Precious Weapons for 6 years, comes out to frantic screaming.
Little Monsters (her fans)
Slideshow of gorgeous (and weird) pictures
Stage Set
Gaga singing with just the piano. Her voice is ridiculous. So, so, so good.
Equal parts theater production, singing and Gaga talking to her fans - simply awesome. She made a point throughout the show of acknowledging how important her fans are to her and even spoke (via walkie talkie) to one hysterical concertgoer in the Upper Deck, an enormous man in a gold sequin romper. When he tearily told her that she made him believe it was okay to be himself (gold romper, high heels, balding head and all), even Jon had to admit she was an impressive role model.
And she's only 23.
Thursday
Donna Martin Graduate!
09-02-10: Ah, the days of Brenda, Dylan, Kelly and "if it walks like a duck and talks like a duck."
I remember my friend Kara meeting Jason Priestley at a mall signing (!) in 5th grade and being beyond jealous. Though I had equal crushes on Dylan (as the bad boy) and Brandon (cuter face), hands down my two favorite characters were Brandon's nutjob girlfriend, Emily and the original queen bitch, Brenda. Along with Dr. Kimberly Shaw of Melrose Place (Marcia Cross's miraculous survival from a car crash and the stupendous scene of her removing her wig in the bathroom remains one of my top 5 TV moments), these characters hold a dear place in my immature, pre-pubescent training bra, er heart.
90210 covered some serious stuff for a middle schooler like me. Remember the episode about the girl who was sexually assaulted by the football team? Accidental suicide, gay rights, date rape . . . pretty impressive for a show that's mainly remembered for hideous clothing and Donna Martin's horrendous boob job. I loved it anyway.
Happy birthday, 90210!
I remember my friend Kara meeting Jason Priestley at a mall signing (!) in 5th grade and being beyond jealous. Though I had equal crushes on Dylan (as the bad boy) and Brandon (cuter face), hands down my two favorite characters were Brandon's nutjob girlfriend, Emily and the original queen bitch, Brenda. Along with Dr. Kimberly Shaw of Melrose Place (Marcia Cross's miraculous survival from a car crash and the stupendous scene of her removing her wig in the bathroom remains one of my top 5 TV moments), these characters hold a dear place in my immature, pre-pubescent training bra, er heart.
90210 covered some serious stuff for a middle schooler like me. Remember the episode about the girl who was sexually assaulted by the football team? Accidental suicide, gay rights, date rape . . . pretty impressive for a show that's mainly remembered for hideous clothing and Donna Martin's horrendous boob job. I loved it anyway.
Happy birthday, 90210!
Simple, Genius
I love to discover random inventions that totally make life easier (example: using a micro plane as a cheese grater). Newest find: the tooth paste tube squeezer, which Jon and I marveled over at a friend's sink. I tracked it down (that is the technical name) at a local Bed Bath & Beyond store for around three bucks for a pack of two, but you can find them online at Amazon and Organize.com.
Seriously, genius. Get one and thank me.
Wednesday
September
One final heat wave for the books, a Fantasy Football draft, and school next Wednesday.*
Goodbye, Summer.
Hello, Fall Tease and Frigid Winter Witch.
*Hoping to audit a Literary Theory class at UWM. Still waiting for the official acceptance.
Goodbye, Summer.
Via 2expertsdesign.com
*Hoping to audit a Literary Theory class at UWM. Still waiting for the official acceptance.
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