Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Crime of Fashion!..............and Sex?

Hello Upper West Coasters! The Sex and the City movie which is coming out in only two weeks, is still getting pre-release hype, this time from the wardrobe department. The contract which states that the stars can keep their characters' couture has a loop hole with the fact that 99% of the wardrobe was samples. With only a Chanel bag leaving the empty room once labbled "wardrobe". By the way, the movie comes out 
May 27th, so gosee it! In Other News, Amy 
Winehouse was released on bail today after she went to a pre-schedueled interogattion at London's National Police. She was questioned and arrested for about three hours 
 before being bailed out around late noon. Witnesses say she was very peaceful, cooperated and answered all the questions, a feat for her. Of course though, this was all for her alleged "drug video" where she's seen smoking speed and snorting fine white powder, which I like to yell in crowds, it's a good way to get attention. Moving On! Brangelina were spotted in France house 
shopping, while staying at a friend's house, or, I'm sorry, Villa. A source close to the couple and E! which is close to me via E!Online, says that their kids love it there, being close to the ocean, and surrounded by the countryside, while Brads excited to tour the country on his bike. All the while half their stuff is being shipped across the Atlantic, ready for when they find their temporary house and future summer house. Well, I'm writing a novel (Lunch at Macy's) and the creative flow is stopping like Niagra falls in 1974, when they damned it for 9 months. I'm Out, Worship Me Bitches!



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.