i had to...

so i passed by macy's the other day and i made a purchase...



so now i'm matsing with my david beckham...
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i also bought the Fresh Pink by C-in2 hip briefs, exclusively at Freshpair, as well as the "Fire" C-in2 hip briefs in tarmac green and orange from skiviez.

...because you know how much i love underwears

The Ivy

So me, jenny, and chistianne had a wonderfill luncheon at the ivy yesterday. the food was ok, but the ambiance was nice. oh, and our waiter was cute, and so were the two guys seated next to us. we requested the patio where the soft diffused lack-of-sun looked gorgeous, and all the beautiful folks can see us. half way through our meal, former model and star of Celebrity Rehab, Brigitte Nielsen was leaving the restaurant very pop-starly, and recognized a gentlemen sitting two tables from us and the hugged and chatted right next to ours. she's uber tall, and uber european-sounding.

so we shopped for a bit along Robertson Blvd and spectacularity occured as we were waiting for the Beemer to be delivered by the valet. we saw paparazzi and giant light diffusers in the middle of an intersection...so you know we had to see who it was. who shops on robertson? nearly every celebrity that resides in LA. well, it was our dearest Lindsey Lohan. she was surrounded by the paparazzi and it took forever and a half to walk from point A to point B because they wouldn't stop taking pictures. she was headed to the ivy to have lunch. she and her entourage stood in front of the restaurant for a couple of minutes (she was standing an arm's distance from us) and then they decided not to lunch at the ivy and J-walked across the street, and naturally, all of the paparazzi ran as well, with no regard for the traffic that might run them over. it was a joke. so yeah, i have pictures. lindsey didn't seem too happy. almost depressed...either that or suffering from withdrawals...

after all of the magic, jenny and i headed to Fred Segal and we parked next to a Cadillac DTS (i know, very old white people) that belonged to Jonah Hill, who i think is annoying, but i did find him a little bit amusing in Forgetting Sarah Marshall.

Congrats!...i guess....

OMG! it's official...my mariah is married to nick cannon!

the two were married at her home in the bahamas last week. naturally, all the rumours were correct. i'm not too sure how to feel about this one. i mean, it just seems very "hollywood-not going to last very long" to me. hopefully i'm wrong. according to the report on mariahdaily.com, she's happy. so i'll be happy for her. it's just that...nick cannon? that's like nickelodeon, men in black, and drumline. for more details, check out People magazine this friday (the 9th).

Jacob the Jeweler made her ring... are you in?? ok. a ten carat emerald cut pink diamond surrounded by smaller round pink diamonds, and two half moon diamonds flank the magic. it's a joke. a total of seventeen carats, valued at 2.5 million dollars. yup. my mariah's finger is frozen (and i thought those Van Cleef and Arpels butterflies where ice).

check out mariah's new video for "Bye Bye". look for it on ewetube.

xoxo

wicked!...er...WICKED!!!

so i saw Wicked with the PCC URA yesternight. i carpooled with flo, as we didn't want to take the train. i thought the show was a delight. it was all spectacularity, and the humour that i find funny, and flashing lights, and smoke, and glitter, and gays. it was about three hours long, and surprisingly, i didn't find all the singing annoying. i think it's because the songs are cute. you know what else was cute? all the references to dorothy from the wizard of oz. i only have one question...how on earth did the cowardly lion become a cowardly lion? no comprende...

but anywho, i recommend this to all my people (who just lost somebody:-)

so me and flo sat next to this couple ( i think the guy's gay), and we ran into them at Mel's Diner after the show and he waved excitedly to me.

so yeah. wicked. wonderment. t'was done really well, and i'd love to see it from the front row next time.

We Belong Together...

Meet the Audi A5. this is what gorgeous looks like...

i love how the xenon LEDs say "POW!"

i'll be rolling in one of these by Christmas 2009. okaaay!

scaffolded...

lovers and friends...

if you're one of the lucky ducks who actually knows where yours truly resides, DO take the opportunity to drive by, as a visual delight awaits;)

for a bit of background, chez moi has been in dire need of a paint job since...well, since we've moved here years-and-a-half ago. the white trim done by idiot painters is peeling and chipping and doing everything it shouldn't be doing. father dearest, who has tackled all the not-so-pretties of the house has decided he's ready to take on the big house painting project extravaganza.

now our house doesn't look like much, but the roofline in the front is a bit on the crazy side. parts of it are really high. i mean, our ladder can reach it, but the trim needs to be sanded and spramped, and it's just really awkward. being the gifted handy craftsman my pops is, he builds scaffolding around the front of the house. delightful, kind of, right??? okaaay. i took some pics, and some of them look almost artsy, yet not so.

oh, and as for paint colours, i'm considering virginia vine (olive-greenish) and black truffle (a really dark blackish-brown).

what on earth did i just do?!

hello all. during this lovely sunday afternoon, i was contemplating this whole "blog" thing. i figured it might be somewhat of a good time for me to have one of these, so here i am.

hm...i made a visit to the Americana at Brand in...er...beautiful (wink) Glendale, CA today. this is another one of Caruso's fabulous shopping centers full of spectacularity and fairy dust, but wait...there's more---condos and apartments. i think it would be kinda cool to have a view of the fountain from the window of your budoir...as well as tourists and old people that hog all of the wicker chairs in the seating areas by the foutain. i found it almost amusing how Peter Alexander used the Abercrombie marketing strategy of contracting models. they had this hot guy in a pair of pajama bottoms distributing pastries to the store's patrons. several other models wearing bedroom-type ensembles whilst carrying balloons and flyers galavanted about the Americana promoting the store. t'was a delight. so did i make any purchases? a few. did i tip the guy who tended the men's restroom? of course. did i experience a wall of smell at least once? don't get me started...

This is Brandon, our favourite pastry-distributor