My favorite holiday...other than "give me some presents day"

Halloween is here again! I love this holiday because you're free to dress like the inner slut you are without repercussions. You can get away with acting like a drunken fool, cry because you dropped your cell phone in the toilet, and pass out in your costume (I'm totally not referring to myself.) And best of all, you can go to the Duane Reade, buy candy in bulk, and then eat the whole bag while convincing yourself it's ok since the candy is wrapped in bite sized pieces.

Here in New York, there's not much in the way of trick or treating, because let's face it, some nut might put a syringe in your Twix. They do have parades though, with every drag queen coming out of their drag cave for the occasion. (I didn't know if you knew this but drag queens love parades.)

Last year, I dressed as Amy Winehouse, and it was a hit. My costume did take over however, and I had one to many Jack & Champagnes (I know that's disgusting, don't tell me twice.)

This year, I plan to go as that trollish irritating stylist known as Rachel Zoe. I have the wig, the animal print swing dress, bug sunglasses, giant cocktail rings and platform shoes, so now I just need a fur jacket of some sort. It's going to be 'bananas.'

Yikes

What in the name of plastic surgery hell happenned to Lara Flynn Boyle's face?!! That girl is only 39, yet she looks like an Upper East Side doyenne after one too many dirty gin martinis.
I remember a quote of hers from a few years back about how she thinks normal people are boring and she'd rather die than not be famous. Well, Lara, your dream came true. There ain't nothin' normal about that face!

So ladies, lesson learned, don't eff with your face....until you're at least 50.











and just to give you some perspective, this was her in the 90's:

I'm Back Again You Whores

Hello everyone. I'm here! It's been a long six months without me, I'm sure. I actually got a semi-real job, so I've been busy. Busy selling my soul.

Anyway, I know you've missed me. Hell, I missed me! And I missed you. I missed your laugh. I missed your scent. I missed your musk. When this all gets sorted out, I think you and me should get an apartment together.

That aside, let's kick off another day of trash talkin'. celebrity bashin' good times!

The Grammy's suck

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blah blah blah..Carrie Underwood...blah blah blah blah..Kanye West....blah blah blah..Beyonce...blah blah blah..Justin Timberlake...blah blah blah...Amy Winbehouse won't be there...blah blah blah..Hey, Tony Bennett is still alive..blah blah


Sorry, I lost interest.

Lohan, poor?

I keep hearing that La Lohan is running out of money and has been trying desperately to sell whatever she can to gain a little moulah as in Thanksgiving family pics, recording studio pics, old extentions..no not that.

Her career is in the toilet, that stripper/horror movie she was in was a bomb, and no one seems interested in getting her back on track.
I thought at least she was doing better, it looked like she had kicked the drugs and booze, but now it looks like not so much.

Girlfriend has rumored to have been sneaking vodka into water bottles when she goes out to clubs recently. Hey, don't ya think she should stay away from dem clubs for a while, since that's what seems to get that bitch in trubs? Way to go dum dum.

However, she's the least annoying of the crazy party girls in Hollywood to me (Paris, you are still the #1 annoying skank in my heart) because old Lohan seems like she would actually be cool and fun to party with, but don't eff with her. Bitch will cut you!

It also appears LALO has a new boy, some graphic designer douche with a beanie hat who seems to enjoy flappin' his yapper about his 'non-but maybe we'll let you know later-relationship with Linds. I give it a week.

I Am Awesome

So I saw a kick-ass movie last weekend, 'I Am Legend.' Yeah, that's right, I liked it. I liked a non-indie film. I was on the edge of my seat for this Will Smith thriller, biting my nails, and I even teared up a little bit. It was so startling to see New York City completely abandoned, with grass growing in fields in Time Square, the bridges completely destroyed, and Holland Tunnel in water..spooky. If we don't get on the stick about saving the environment soon, it might just look like that, no joke!

Speaking of the environment, and I'm going off on a serious tangent here..um, I am terrified. I was talking with some friends over dinner the other night, and we are all in our early twenties, just starting out on life. We all agreed that the future is going to probably pretty bleak, the way the global warming is making weather conditions more drastic and such. It looks bleak I tell you. I don't want to live in a super-polluted world, where it's 120 degrees year round, tidal waves knock out California, the ice caps are completely melted and so forth. We have to do something, but it seems no one is really listening. It's the US and China that are the main contributors to global warming, and it doesn't look like it's going to slow down with either country. I'm not sure what I can personally do to help, but I want to help in any way I can! Sorry to rant, but this topic always gets me going. I'm freakin' out man!!

Back to 'I Am Legend,' it was pretty sweet, with all kinds of action and suspense, although the ending was to be desired. but go see it, Will Smith was great and seeing New York like that was a shock!

Hey!! How's it going?!

Man it's been a long time since I posted here..sorry!

Well, let's get to it. I was surfing, the web that is, and stumbled on something I thought was too funny to not post.
You may or may not know who Pete Doherty is, but he's the crackhead bloke from the brit band Babyshambles (what a name!) that dated Kate Moss (remember when she was photographed hoovering up all that coke? That was at Pete's studio.) So they were madly in love, he even cheated on her (with who?!!!), went to rehab 5,000 times for crack addiction (no exaggeration), and was basically like a mosquito sucking the blood out of Moss. Anyway, Pete is hideously ugly and sweaty and fat and well, you get the point. Moss later gets to her senses and dumps the bum.



So today while surfing I came across a little gem about 'Dreamboat Doherty.' Apparently he has decided to run the London Marathon, a 26 mile run. This guy has done so many drugs, it's no surprise he thinks he can run a marathon in his drug addled mind. He's probably used to running quickly, mostly from the police. It's just the next logical step. I would love to see a bloated, greasy, scarf wearing Doherty running through the streets of London in tiny running shorts. Hot!

Doesn't he remind you of a junkie version of Betty Boop?