Thursday, July 31, 2008
Let me start by saying that I have had a few cars in my life some of which were loved, some not so much. Khaki was definitely in the love category. She was initially bought to provide the dogs with a roomy area to travel to and from the manny. She was also low enough to accommodate our aging Husky and eventually aging Boxer. Khaki really was their car, and that was never more evident than when we all traveled together. Measuring out the livable space for the dogs versus the humans was quite hilarious as we realized the dogs had a roomy 2/3 of the cabin and we were cramped up in the other 1/3! They loved it, and after all we did get it with them in mind.
As I drove Khaki to the dealership, it hit me like a bus that in a few minutes I would be free of a vehicle in my name for the first time since I was 16. As is expected, when you get a car as a teenager it symbolizes freedom and independence. It's a rite of passage that we as adults take for granted, viewing the car as necessity. Driving down the road I began to have a heavy feeling in my chest, and an overall sense of dread. Although I know better now, at the time it felt like I was giving away a part of me. The independent me. Now before you go getting worried about my marital bliss/independencelessness let me say that the whole time I was upset I kept doing this whole schizophrenic "It's a CAR! What are you upset about, you baby!" "Oh my God I don't have my own transportation!" My brain was being logical, but my heart was doing what hearts always do.
So even though I walked away with $2400 extra from the sale, for a couple of days after I felt like I left a huge part of myself at the dealership. I know now that it was a symbolic loss. As stupid as it sounds, it felt like a loss of identity. I don't mind telling you that sitting in the driveway crying over my car really threw me for a loop. Crying over a car? What is happening to my hormone-wrought brain?!!!
Needless to say, all is well now. I felt sad and at a loss for a couple of days, but that soon faded and was replaced by a feeling of accomplishment as we finally became a one-car family. Khaki has gone on the serve a nice little old lady or as a first car for a boy with a dog (my fantasy) and we have our lovely ladies of the carport, Maude and Rhoda. All's well.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
So this week's Wowee has been chosen because #1 hawt! #2 Keira has become my hero of the week for taking a stand on the rampant practice of making digital enhancements on photos/promo pieces for magazines, movie posters, and advertising in general. In a recent movie campaign for King Arthur (see example below) the studio took the liberty of turning Keira's nearly A into a full C. This apparently didn't go over too well since yesterday the media reported that she has insisted absolutely no digital enhancements of her cleavage were to be made for her upcoming film "The Duchess". Keira insisted that her figure stay in it's "natural state." That's one for the itty-bitty-titty-committee thank you! Honestly, my eyes have never been able to get past her gorgeous face and lips to notice her chest or lack therof. Now, she's even wowier!
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Monday, July 28, 2008
Cutie pie, and Stephanie's husband, Sebastian Arcelus (third from left)
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Friday, July 25, 2008
(off to look for stickers to decorate!)
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
This week we are going back to what could quite possibly be my first Wowee. Now let me explain that at the time I didn't know I was feeling "wowee" after all I was just 9 yrs old. At the time all I knew for sure was I wanted to be just like Jaime Sommers right down to the denim skirt and plaid blouses (BTW,that was most likely the last time I wanted to wear a "blouse")
Enjoy this blast from the past! When I watch it I am transported back to sitting on the floor in front of the TV, in my pajamas, wet hair fresh from the shower, ready for my hour of heaven!
My dollBarbie Dream Camper? Oh so juvenile...
My new favorite website
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Because we moved stuff all around, this great piece we got at West Elm, intended for behind the couch, now really sets off the foyer! We are going vintage shopping tomorrow in search of a starburst clock for the living room. Bowchickabowwow!
Monday, July 21, 2008
We have had the honor of seeing this wonderful show a few times, and a couple of those were in New York which is even more spectacular. The show's recent ad campaign includes the line "Remember your first time..." and when I see it I always remember mine! What a gloriously beautiful show that grabs your emotions and flails them all over the theatre! Not many shows take you from disgust to sympathy and love for the main character. I cry every time I watch the Phantom's last scene. Then again, I am on the verge of tears with excitement any time I am in a Broadway theatre seat!
October 2003, New York City
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Don't even get me started on her ability to become the part:
The French Lieutenant's Woman, 1981
The Devil Wears Prada, 2006
Mamma Mia, 2008