Dec 26, 2011

les femmes de Paris

This bitch

Screw the Mona Lisa. This glamorous creature at the airport has it all over the her.
Sorry for the bad photo, I think her frosted eyeshadow caused my flash to glare.

Sarah Bernhart.
(Sadly we couldn't find Sandra Bernhard's tomb. Dommage).

Poor dear Edith

the Nike of Samothrace.

(Of course I had to recreate this scene from "Funny Face" in my head, saying "take the piktcha!, take the piktcha!"
but alas, no one got it.

the Venus de Milo

the Femme de Psycho

Real life geisha on the Champs-Élysées.

I aspire to be her one day.

None other than Carine Roitfeld at a movie premiere! Carlos and I both squealed with elation on seeing her. We tried to explain, but the other two didn't know. I felt extra gay.Ran into Cathy on the Seine.
So gracious.

Dec 20, 2011

"Settle Down" Kimbra

I'm liking this gal.

Dec 14, 2011

thought for the day

*After a week's worth of 11 hour workdays.... I'm beat. ahem

Dec 8, 2011

overheard 6 p.m.

Woman in front of me at Mcdonald's drive through:

"Yeah, I need three number ones."

Drive through cashier:

"What would you like to drink with that?"

"I want a sweet Tea, a diet coke and a Sprite."

"Will that complete your order?"

", wait....I want no mynez on one of them number ones,
no cheese on one of them too....oh and no bandaids.

oh lawd...lissen to me....I mean no pickles." (giggles)

"Will that complete your order?"

"Oh, wait...yeah, can you put the one with the no mynez in the bag with the
Sprite, the one with the no pickles on it in the bag with the....Diet Coke and the one with the no cheese in the bag with the...with the...sweet tea?


"Thank you, drive up to the next window."

Love story

Dec 4, 2011

Merry Karlmas

While in Paris, we saw that the Christmas windows at Printemps were up....

And nothing's more festive than swarms of little Karl Lagerfeld marionettes,

On the plane

Dec 1, 2011

Paris Romance

My new lover (Diet Coke's chicer Parisienne cousine) and I in Paris.

Where we first met, with crepes, behind Notre Dame.
It was love at first kiss.

Coke Light au Louvre.

Coke Light, gazing down at Paris from the top of the Eiffel Tower (5 euros! expensive bitch)

Coke Light at Versailles (she dressed in low heels for the occasion)

At Pere Lachaise

Oops. How'd that get in here?!
It was just one time, darling.
It meant nothing, I swear!!!!

Nov 29, 2011

post Paris

So I'm back from Paris....and too exhausted to even type.
Thank you all for your good wishes. I needed them.

In short, it was a whirlwind, completely wonderful, but just cause I'm a bitch here are some things I'm disappointed I didn't see:

1. Parisiennes in Dior gowns, walking poodles (if I'd have known, I'd have brought my own)
2. fresh sheets on the hotel bed
3. beret wearing boys with baguettes in their bicycle baskets
4. butter
5. the fabled French rudeness (well, except for that asshole at the Eiffel Tower snack booth, but then he was an immigrant, probably from America)
6. a bidet

Nov 18, 2011


This is one of the very first paintings I ever painted.

I must have been eight or nine at the time. It is supposed to be a Paris street scene, namely, St. Germain de Pres.
I had copied a picture out of a magazine and fancifully changed it up a bit.
I was entranced by the name St. Germain, one of my family names.

It's surreal to be going to Paris, when it's a place that I've literally dreamed about for years.
The dreams are always the best ones I have...(unlike the one in which I realize I'm having a test, and I haven't been to class in a month).

In the Paris dreams, I'm wandering around the Louvre, or wandering around the city at night. It's all very cliche. There's no plot to speak of, just calm.
From early childhood, I think, Paris has always been a symbol to me for something, not sure what, but I think it's something good.

Anyway, by the time this posts, we'll be hopefully on our way. Wish us luck!

Nov 13, 2011

Nov 8, 2011

Pre- Paree

So in eight days (!) or so, I'll be on my way to Paris. It's hard to believe.
I'll be going with a group of friends. We've traveled together before, but Paris will be nicer than the Redneck Riviera, right?

I'm ashamed to admit I've never been to Europe, barely out of the country. Mexico doesn't really seem to count, does it?

I've never been that far from home before either....or anywhere other than New Orleans in the winter. Amazing when I think about it. What's it like, this "cold" you people talk about?

The long flight will be a challenge for someone like me, who is more than a bit afraid to fly.

Carlos has graciously promised me a xanax, and I may have to take him up on that. Thank god for Marshall and all the planning he's done, because I'd be lost otherwise. They've been before, so that's a comfort.
I, however, have been planning to go to Paris since I was a child...a child, I swear.
It will be the fulfillment of one of my life long dreams. It sounds stupid, but it's true.

Still...eight days till and I have still not done the following I've been intending to do for the past year:

1. Brushed up on my French

2.Found anything suitable to wear

3.Lost weight

4.Begun packing

Anyway, I know all of you out there are much more cosmopolitan than I am. What do you advise for one's first trip to Gay Paree? Merci

thought for the day

Nov 7, 2011

"call up to heaven"

kraak & smaak

Happy Edie's day

It's my dear Edie's birthday today. She'd have been 94 today.

How will you celebrate?

I'll be having a tense dinner with Mom and feeding the stray cats. It only seems appropriate.