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1. Celebrity is a funny thing, even on a small scale. Ian Siegal isn't quite a person to me. Not quite. He is brilliant. We've flirted. He's sexy. He's got Presence. We've talked and emailed, but I see photos of him and doesn't seem quite real. Not quite a real person despite the fact that I've hugged him and chatted, kissed his cheek and had mine kissed in return. Despite the alleged stage seduction that Yo!Mello swears happened during that one show in London.
2. Despite being a good twenty pounds heavier, I love my figure more now than I did at eighteen or twenty-three. Yes, it's softer, cushier, and I can no longer tuck myself into a size six, But I adore it.
3. Kitto (so named because he reminds me of the LKH character) is the prettiest, daintest man that I've ever seen. Dainter even than Wolfgang and that's saying mucho. Not staring at Kitto is a struggle because he looks so dollish. So tiny and I'm sure that he MUST shop in the kids department because nothing else could possibly fit that delicate frame. I would love to sit him on my lap and cuddle him and I don't think that's the appropriate reaction to have towards an adult male. If I were him I'd be annoyed.
4. Some days are just those days. Today I walked blocks in heeled loafers and now my pinkie toes are just starting to show signs of blistering. I had a meeting at the end of that walk and before I got there my pressed, pale blue, wrap-around shirt was dirty from time spent in the store room. Then, after lunch I managed to spill my yummy coffee down my shirt front. I'd hide it all with my coat, but I've since reached the fuckitall stage of the day.
5. American Gangster is one of the most interesting documentary's it's ever been my pleasure to watch and if you haven't seen it I highly reccommend it. It's not on DVD yet, but keep your eyes out for repeats on BET. I watched the marathon this weekend and it was fascinating. May I also reccommend the Cocaine addition of Illegal Drugs and How They Got That Way. It seems that my interests of late lean towards the criminal. I really can't imagine why.
2. Despite being a good twenty pounds heavier, I love my figure more now than I did at eighteen or twenty-three. Yes, it's softer, cushier, and I can no longer tuck myself into a size six, But I adore it.
3. Kitto (so named because he reminds me of the LKH character) is the prettiest, daintest man that I've ever seen. Dainter even than Wolfgang and that's saying mucho. Not staring at Kitto is a struggle because he looks so dollish. So tiny and I'm sure that he MUST shop in the kids department because nothing else could possibly fit that delicate frame. I would love to sit him on my lap and cuddle him and I don't think that's the appropriate reaction to have towards an adult male. If I were him I'd be annoyed.
4. Some days are just those days. Today I walked blocks in heeled loafers and now my pinkie toes are just starting to show signs of blistering. I had a meeting at the end of that walk and before I got there my pressed, pale blue, wrap-around shirt was dirty from time spent in the store room. Then, after lunch I managed to spill my yummy coffee down my shirt front. I'd hide it all with my coat, but I've since reached the fuckitall stage of the day.
5. American Gangster is one of the most interesting documentary's it's ever been my pleasure to watch and if you haven't seen it I highly reccommend it. It's not on DVD yet, but keep your eyes out for repeats on BET. I watched the marathon this weekend and it was fascinating. May I also reccommend the Cocaine addition of Illegal Drugs and How They Got That Way. It seems that my interests of late lean towards the criminal. I really can't imagine why.
