Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Maybe, Bloggy?

Okay, for a few days now, I have had this idea in my head. Ok, so, as you know, my blog tends to (tends to, not always) talk about Hollywood and the goings on of the Celebuworld. Well, how would you my little pretties (all three of you) like fashion coverage? Not on here of course, but on a different blog, which I already have a name for, and get ready for it, it's a weird one, and the name is, Pink Chanel and Turquoise Ice cream. I know it's a bit out there, but, you know what, I'm gonna do it, Hello Chanel! Coco Ravelle is here!

P.S. If you happen to find a LiveJournal by the same name with turquoise mispelled, that's um, mine, I couldn't figure out how to work it, so I just abandoned it.

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My Odd Obsession with Death, Hollywood, and my need to take over the world that I can't shake

Why do I like to wander cemetaries? Why do I love Marilyn Monroe, James Dean, Gene Kelley, Princess Diana, Humphrey Bogart, Spencer Tracy, Katherine Hepburn, Aubrey Hepburn, and, suprisingly, Paris Hilton? Why can't I shake the yearning to take over the world and have the world population wait on me hand and foot, fanning me with enormous palm leaves, and buying me anything I desire. I don't know. Some people call me crazy, psychotic, pyro-maniacal, bi-polar, or insane, but its just me. Over time I'm going to reveal the method to my madness, but for today, all I'm going to reveal is this; My one true goal in life, if the world domination thing doesn't work out, is to be famous for nothing, and be treated like royalty. All I Want to be is, quoting one of the people I just talked about, Loved By You. Every single person alive. I want to be a house hold name. Just you watch, one day I'll be smiling from the center of the stage at Grauman's Chinese.