Showing posts with label Random Shit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Random Shit. Show all posts

Thursday, 17 December 2009

Hugh Jackman Named Hottest Australian Hunk


Where are ya goin', Hugh?

What the GDH is UP with Hugh Jackman's ARMS?? I know this is supposed to be a post about Hugh being named the "hottest Aussie Dude" or whatever, but really? Who else is there?

I'm more concerned about the size of those biceps.

Tuesday, 15 December 2009

Men's Wearhouse Party 2009 - Photo Overload, Y'all.


 My Sweetheart Stephen and me...


Dayna and me

 PATRICK!!
 
 This is what happens when two
dorks get a-hold of the camera...
Photo by Patrick

 
Mr. Handsome
 
 I LOVE this picture of Dayna

 
 Patrick and "Blue Steel" Alex

Three hot bitches, yo

Deena, Julia and Mary

The Girl and her Boy

 Ummm...the other girl (Patrick)
and his dream Boy, Alex

 
 Good Lawd. Alex has the gayer face here.

 
...and the Oscar goes toooo
DAYNA! For not really being surprised!!

So it's TUESDAY at noon. I'm still tired from the big Men's Wearhouse party held at the Seattle Westin Hotel Ballroom...and I only had three gin and tonics. I'm SUCH a biddy. I think it must've been all the preparation that made me so tired. It takes a helluva lotta work to get that hair of mine all big and tossled, ya know. (Patrick kept calling me Penelope Cruz and speaking with a Colombian accent like she had in BLOW...HA!) And the make-up, the "undergarments" to suck in all the extra meat and high heels that I NEVER wear anymore just wore my fat ass OUT. Stephen, on the other hand, was just up and at 'em the next day. I cannot keep up with him.



I tell ya what. When a lot of companies (even the big ones) aren't even throwing holiday parties, The Men's Wearhouse continues to take care of their employees. Seriously, a huge dinner (prime rib, ham, pasta, gorgeous desserts--eggnog mousse, truffles, eclaires and more!) PLUS drinks, it's always THE. BEST. PARTY. After the awards were given out (which includes trips to Hawaii for outstanding employees) the dancing started. Sweaty times, y'all.


Alex (R) who now manages the Silverdale, WA store 
and his Assistant Manager (aka Assman) Tyler


I'm already looking forward to next year's party. I might be rested up by then.

 

Friday, 18 September 2009

Oh dear. The nun's didn't enjoy Lada Gaga's MTV VMA performance. Whaaaa?


Lady Gaga performing "Paparazzi" 
at the VMAs last weekend

No. I simply cannot believe that Catholic nuns didn't quite care for Lady Gaga's performance piece (which is what it was, in every sense) on Sunday night's MTV VMAs. (Eyeroll.)

via whyfame.com:

"Finally somebody takes attitude against Lady Gaga’s behavior! Her own fans were freaked out by her bloody appearance at MTV Music Video Awards while singing her ‘Paparazzi’ hit. Note that Gaga’s fans are mostly teens, (I think most of her fans are the gays and they GOT it!!) so imagine what this new deadly-sexy singer teaches the little ones. Beside them, Gaga’s former teachers were shocked!

If you didn’t know, Lady Gaga (on her real name Stefani Joanne Angelina Germanotta) was matriculated for several years, guess where…in New York, at the Convent of the Sacred Heart girls school, New York Post reports. So she was preparing to be a nun!!!

“When someone showed the nuns a video of her bloody performance at the VMA Awards, the good sisters were not amused”, the report added."

Ummm...whose bright idea was it to show this to the nuns in the first place? What they don't know about their former student won't hurt them, I always say. (Actually, I don't always say that.)

My point is: It was a METAPHOR, people!! Well, kind of a literal metaphor, if you will. Stars have a love/hate relationship with the paparazzi and Lady Gaga's performance, I felt, was brilliant. It was kind of, "yeah, chase me, wound me, leave me alone, chase me, oh dear, you killed me" sort of statement. You can't tell me Lindsay Lohan doesn't love every. Goddamned. Second. of her time with the paps--we all know she even tips them off as to her whereabouts. It's almost as though she's got a deep-seated deathwish so that she will become iconic like her tragic idol Marilyn or Michael Jackson. (I got my Psych Degree from Sears, fyi.)


Then we do have the Princess Diana side of things, don't we? She, too, manipulated the European press and paps, but they (and a drunk chauffer) killed her in the end.


The performance certainly required discussion between kids or teens and their parents--but the nuns most definitely didn't need to watch it, forPITYsake.
 

Sunday, 30 August 2009

The Rossdale Family at the beach....

Gwen, Gavin, some kid, Zuma and Crybaby Kingston
Gavin? Is that really your six-pack?

Yeah, I know. Them again. Sorry, they were parading around Malibu beach looking like the perfect little fam, so I had to show y'all.

I always knew Gavin Rossdale was purrrdy, I just had no idea about them pecs, them pecs. Wow.

And I'd kill for Gwen's legs. I said I'd KILL, not "I'd exercise" to get Gwen's legs. I'm not stupid.