No. 228

I've been missing my blog lately. So here I am, addicted yet again, but not to the frequency of some and formerly myself with one blog a day.

Ok, so just read, MaryKateAshleyOlsen are doing a toothpaste, what I thought is, god, is there anything they haven't touched yet, and then i'm thinking, mental note-will check out at Target. Yea, so let's say they're hot, damn hot and I mean, I myself am 19 and they're like what, 17, but yea, I still semi-worship them just as I do of Demi in her 40ish state. I also read this article in an old People where MaryKateAshley whatever one of them because I can't tell them appart even since i've watched almost everything they've made, says that Kielh's Blue toner is great, I feel intrigued and hey, for some reason i'm thinking, "I need the blue stuff." So yea, I've never used toner in my life, but now apparently i'm considering it-they are truly a marketing genius'.

I'm just obsessed with products and now I official know where I get it from-my mother. She too, loves the packaging of all products and wants to buy as well. I've tried to streamline myself and my world. I too, wanted that Travel + Leisure Architectural Digest-esque living space and I too wanted to look so put together a la Gwenyth, but I realized, you can't be in Architectural Digest if you live in the house-because for example, people have newspapers, they read them, they're on the coffee table, something that's not shown in those mags. Gwenyth is so glam so consist with her style on the red carpet, but off, man, I feel for the people who have to crop those Gwen pics for the mags like People. Really horrific, so yea, it seems like celebrity is so glam, but to a degree.

Which brings me to the point of how channelsl ike VH1 and MTV have made me then that millions are crap until you've got at least 100 and if you've got a billion then it's worth taking about. It's like that point where Jermaine Dupri says that no one is a baller until they have a Bentley. Yea, JD should get a new Bentley every year because well- how talked about is the name Bentley? Interesting note, as i'm going to work, I see this car, a BMW, it has a tail fly thing you know, one of those giant things on the back of the trunk, so it's blue, it's got these massive wheels, and I recognize the guy in it. At first i'm like-oh it's this guy from school, but then I think, not HS, but College. So yea, this guy was actually in my class and I also saw him at the Gap. He was driving this car, and i'm thinking-dear god, where does HE live. I think he lived down in the valley. He would never talk in class and hung out with this sev7n wearing Vuitton slinging girl. I'm thinking-wow they make a pretty good couple. Style was consistent- mainly because they sticked to black and wore basically the same thing. Also what struck me was that the girl while toting Vuitton had some nappy backpack, it wasn't even Northface, it was Eddie Bauer-just kind of odfd when you're Vuitton sporting to me anyways. The guy's BMW was not like a classic navy color, it was this really odd blue thing going on-I didn't check to see if it was a M3, but I figured not. But yea, intrigue set upon myself and I wondered what are those people about, what's up with them, why haven't I seen them around...

Another intrigue, as i'm reading one of the local newspapers the PI or the Intelligenter or some crap like that. I really don't enjoy reading the newspapers because of the ink on my hands afterwards deal, but I was strangely drawn to the cover by two cute little korean girls-they were telling a story, about how they would meet their birth parents again since they were adopted. It's such a touching story, those really get to me. I myself am not adopted and I myself was not poor and had to be given up because the parents couldn't support me-yet I link myself with them, god knows why, simply because they're Asian and possibly because I myself don't have such a riveting story like that to be told. BUT, as i'm wondering about I see the Life section and there's this reality show called The Family Feud or some crap. Anyways, I see the social secretary dude, Allen something or some other. Well apparently, the guy's from Seattle and works in my area. Yea, so i'm thinking, ok, who has a social secretary and why do I not know about this. The story is painted like oh juts a well-to-do fam no big deal. Until you read this one part to the context of "deparment store magnate and her husband." Ok, for all those who know like myself, first off, not many people in the department store business, and the most famous of this area lives here, so it wasn't hard to figure it out. And it's easy to find how big the family is how many sisters-since it was obviously a she. Also, then i'm thinking, "she has a giftwrapping room." I too would be blessed to have one-but i'd probably have like a multi-tasking room a la Martha, it's what you call a crafts room or some sort. So yea, i'm thinking dear god-who lives like that and is rich, not riche. Obviously, the department store magnate and Allen are not rich, they're riche, hands down. So I ponder and think, wow this is another way to glorify it, yet downplay it. It's all about that these days, some people say we're so rich making others feel so poor when they really aren't. It's just as Tara Reid and Carmen Electra use to vamp it up and are now damping it down. Yes, they're covering their arms too! I myself was shocked. I mean, Tara and Carmen, love them, some of the fashion faux pas, but seriously, it's a big step from going to wearing plastic to wearing sateen-esque fabrics. Not only are they doing that, but they're looking towards the 50/60s glam. Very shocked myself.

So yea, I guess my inflatuation with other peoples lives still go on. I myself wonder, but probably they are all the same etc, but everyone is still fascinated by the unknown and mine just happened to be the most trivial. Also saw the "Newlyweds." Ok, so Jessica is helpless, Nick is like the almighty brute who does it all and is smart. Jessica for some reason seems so impowered and smart on camera, but then at home, she's like, "Am I eating chicken or tuna?" What kind of question is that, it's like, hey, I don't know what i've been eating for ten minutes, let me just interupt during a sporting tv thing and ask. Nick gives her the piercing look. Also, I never realized how cheap they are dear god, I looked into their bedroom-my god, it's huge but strewn with clothing all over the place-utter ew, and their bathroom isn't what I like to call a santuary. And whose idea is it to tell the makeup artist to set up shop on the dining table-people eat there man, I don't want to see specks of glitter or a eyelash as i'm munching down on din-din. They probably don't even use the room, unlike myself-who can't stand eating anywhere else besides the dining room table. It's also my way like I don't drink fluids in the bathroom or chew either. The show was entertaining, Jessica was mos def fun, but they seemed kind of sad, kind of weary, like married life was getting them down. Also, what's with her and those freakin' muramaki bags. It's one thing to hold it by your side, but does she have to thrust it in the camera to make everyone know she has ones-I mean it's implied she has one-she's a celebrity, no matter what list she's on. Anyways, i'm out, i'm going to do some leg exercises and watch a little of Will & Grace. I bought the DVD too, but I have yet to watch it. Sidenote, the Osbournes DVD comes out September some time, oh yea, we're getting that too. Another sidenote: the Issac driving loafer, I got it, it was worth it, hella nice, and hella comfy-my style has evolved and now set in stone thanks to my three brown loafers. Colors vary with style.