Tuesday, January 26, 2010

On a lighter note...


I'm going to light some Nag Champa and channel Sai Baba. For reals.

A little drug called R.


Mirtazapine, Zispin, Remergil, Norset, Rexer, Remergon, Mirtabene, Avanza, Mirtazon, Axitas, Mirtaz, Promyrti, Noxibel, Mirzaten, Mizapin Sol. According to www.labelmesane.com, withdrawal symptoms can include: aggression, anxiety, balance issues , blurred vision , brain zaps, concentration impairment, constipation, crying spells, depersonalization, diarrhea, dizziness. electric shock sensations, fatigue, flatulence, flu-like symptoms, hallucinations, hostility, highly emotional, indigestion, irritability, impaired speech, insomnia, jumpy nerves, lack of coordination, lethargy, migraine headaches / increased headaches, nausea, nervousness, over-reacting to situations, paranoia, repetitive thoughts or songs, sensory & sleep disturbances, severe internal restlessness (akathasia), stomach cramps, tremors, tinnitus (ear ringing or buzzing), tingling sensations, troubling thoughts, visual hallucinations / illusions, vivid dreams, speech visual changes, worsened depression.

Piece of cake, right?

Priceless



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Me Talk Pretty One Day


N. had a day of beauty on Saturday. Wah. I need a complete $30-billion refurbishment by Andre Balazs, or someone who specializes in turning formerly grand haute hotels into hip superstars. Pedicure, manicure, eyebrowns, haircut, highlights, allover waxing, facial, microdermabrasion, botox between my toes, spinal adjustment... Yet no butt bleaching. K. and I deciced over breakfast at Madame Matisse a while ago that we'll definitely stop there. We're old-school.

Beauty is not in the face; beauty is a light in the heart.
--- Kahlil Gibran

Faces in Places


I've been looking at faces a lot lately. Face shapes, to be precise. Launched by the egghead Edith Bouvier (see previous post). Wons said that her face would never look like an egg, and I agree. Jay Leno, that bastard, is a block with a huge drawer. Renee Zellweger is, well... complicated. N. brought over an old copy of "Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason" I had loaned her, which has Zellweger on the cover. I forgot that at one point she had actually looked human! An astonishing discovery. Otherwise, I'd say she looks like a crumpled handkerchief.

The Art of French-ish Bacon


I have had an ancient copy of "Mastering the Art of French Cooking" for at least ten years. I finally opened the book last night, thanks to my new obsession with Julia Child. When I realized that even a simple soup requires calves knuckles and other atrocities, I quickly shut the book again. Child cooked in a time when animals weren't mass produced and killed inhumanely. I got one good piece of advice, though. That horrible thing called bacon in America (salted, smoked, egad!) can be made more palatable and appropriate for European dishes by blanching it. Wow!

Friday, January 22, 2010

Egg Head


I wonder if anyone else noticed that Drew Barrymore as Edie Bouvier in "Grey Gardens" looks a lot like an egg. And the funny thing is, well to me, that I have a photo of yours truly looking like Drew Barrymore looking like Edie Bouvier looking like an egg. n'est-ce pas?