Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Bev got her paparazzi on when we spotted a car full of freaks. 'Cause, you know, we love freaks!
Only after snapping the shot did we realize the car was being driven by Kat Von D.
We tried to dispense some sage dating advice, but she just wasn't having it. Oh well. We tried.
On Saturday we had a lovely lunch at the famous Chateau Marmont with fellow blogger, Melissa. There's a picture of that but you won't be seeing it. Sadly, Bev's camera was set on Fun House Mirror filter. Shame, because the front desk clerk in-training probably got fired for taking our picture for us. Stupid No Photo policy.
Our hotel was ridiculously close to the Kodak Theater, home of the Oscars.
The lovely Maeghan joined us for a Oscar Eve Party. Maeghan dubbed this our "reverse Oreo cookie" picture.
The giggling started then and lasted for the next 8 hours. Lucky for you, the party included an all-you-can-shot photo booth.
Fast forward to the next day, Oscar Time!
Hollywood Blvd, as well as the entire area around our hotel went into lock down. Tarp covered chain link fences appeared every where. Armed police and swat teams canvased the area and pat-downs were abundant (especially when you ask nicely).
We jockeyed for a decent view of the pretty people arriving. As you can see, we didn't get one.
going through the pat-down line enough times to raise suspicion realizing we couldn't see a damn thing, we went back to our room to watch it all on TV.... *sigh*
The next day, LaBev and I decided to take in some sight seeing.
Then a little light shopping...
Did I mention I got
The Bar Marmont was fabulous; delicious food, tasty wine and it didn't hurt that our waiter was Orlando Bloom's doppelganger.
No, that never hurts.
The following day we hit Venice Beach; an eclectic community of artists, free spirits... and this guy...
Immediately I noticed Bev going a few shades grey and shaking a bit. I took that as my cue to shuffle her over to the bar and order her a drink STAT. Turned out it wasn't her thirst that rendered her speechless, but the sight of a certain A-lister, who I shall call HaveYa Gardamn.
We opted out of Lady Gaga's Paparazzi and requested Irma to play Led Zeppelin's Kashmir - which she did....fabulously. She can play anything you request. Magic, right?
Friday, February 11, 2011
And just like the stars who will be using the front entrance, Bev and I are feverishly preparing to get glammed up! But unlike our starlet counterparts
Of course, it all starts with finding the perfect dress.
...which sadly, we didn't.
But at least we have the perfect footwear.
Maybe we should focus on the accessories...
Do these make me look smaahhhhtttt?
A bird on the head is worth.... ummm... $3.99, according to Claire's.
OWLS!!! What does it mean?!?!
l'élastique rend parfait, non?
eating a carb-filled lunch hours of shopping, Bev and I were exhausted and we got, perhaps, a little lazy in our quest for the perfect Oscar outfit.
In the end, we were
Monday, February 7, 2011
And yes, it would be cooler if the music was Van Halen's Panama
... stupid copyright laws. Pshhhhhhhh.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
The fam and I recently fled life's madness and cruised from Miami to LA. If a picture's worth 1000 words, this post is a novel. But I promise, if you stick with me all the way to the end you will be rewarded with a scantly clad lady and some found porn... and by found, I mean the ill-chosen art that stared at me day in and day out right.at.the.foot.of.my.bed.
Guess who got a new dress...
The glasses were buy one, get one. What?
So we went from big boat to a little boat, cruising down a murky river in Costa Rica when our driver (captain?) jumped barefoot out of the boat and summoned his friend out of the water
Only 12 kids on the ship = kids pool all to ourselves.
Just as we took this picture we got rear-ended. It was a hit and gallop.
OK, as promised... some found porn.
You know I couldn't see that and not take a picture! Well, gotta go, my handbasket is ready.