Tuesday, October 21, 2014

I'm Really Into Clowns Right Now

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Maybe it's because of American Horror Story, maybe it's because it's a great excuse to be a jerk... But I am really into clowns right now!

Help me decide which costume I should choose for Halloween by leaving a comment - please! 

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I think the word sexy is open for interpretation
and the Jumbo Foam Red Clown Nose is sold separately (but necessary)

Sexy Tutu Lulu Clown Costume (with neon tutu)
because I used to be @luluinatutu on Twitter (how weird is that?!)
Clown Horn would be a perfectly annoying accessory for this costume

Or, I could always go as a Corpse Bride
after all... it is hard to break away from what feels so natural
maybe my friend Kate Stransky could help me

Make any costume spookier with these vampire contact lenses!
These spooky lenses would work well with whatever I choose... don't you think? 
LeStat Contact Lenses (go here and use promo code HALLOWEEN10)

Otherwise... I always have the old ZENTAI SUIT!
because this is normal 

Flag Pattern Latex Unisex Catsuits & Zentai Inflatable Hood

Black and White Tuxedo Lycra Spandex Zentai Morph Suit

More Halloween Inspiration HERE: 

Sunday, September 28, 2014

Rocket Man Dramatic Reading

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William Shatner's Interpretive Reading of Rocket Man 

Best thing ever! I knew Shatner was funny, but not this funny! 

Rocket Man - Californication 

I watched all seven seasons of Californication over the past few weeks where many episodes had an Elton John song in there somewhere. Mostly Rocket Man and Tiny Dancer. Which is why I have had Elton John on the brain (and Warren Zevon but that's not what this is about). 

Last night, I watched the final episode of Californication went to bed. To keep the dream alive, I decided to play Elton John as I fell asleep. I think I was listening to Tiny Dancer, and I tweeted out the link from Spotify, but then my friend Carlos tweeted back with a link to this William Shatner video. 

I was out cold but I forced my eyes open because I had to watch it. I was laughing in my sleep. I woke up this morning and watched it again, I simply can't get enough of it. 

I also have a really good story about Tiny Dancer that I can't tell here, but if you ask me about it, I will tell you. It's funny because the song used to mean one thing to me.... and now it means something else, something very different. 

Friday, September 26, 2014

Rays of Beaming Love

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My day started with a morning heartbreak 

and ended with rays of beaming love 

How I Started My Day 
On my way into work this morning, the bus stopped at a red light and I found myself staring off into space. Well, not space but Michigan Avenue. My eyes locked on a young couple talking to each other, it looked normal at first and then I realized they were arguing.

I studied their faces, there was no anger on her face, she was certain. I looked closer and noticed that he was crying. I watched for a few more seconds, but then the guy's lip started to quiver and his eyes began to squint - he was going into full sob mode. I had to look away, it was too sad. 

How I Ended My Day
After work today I headed over to Willis Tower for Social Media Week, the SMC panel and after-party. The panel ended as the sun started to set and we headed to the other side of the room for the party. The views of the city from the 82nd floor were stunning, and everyone was pressed themselves up against the windows with their cellular device in hand to get shots of the sunset. 

I moved over to the east side of the room to snap the skyline against the lake, when I turned back around I saw a young couple sitting to my right. There was a strong energy between them, I can't say for certain whether or not they were together, but I felt a connection. With the beaming sunlight behind them, they were two silhouettes and the flickering rays between them looked like flames. I stood about 10 feet from them and openly took three or four photos, I planned to show them the photos but they never even saw me. 

When I looked at the images of the couple, I decided not to say anything at all. I liked the thought of them remaining as anonymous as they had been in that busy room filled with social media types. 

I'm Ending My Night With Love Too... 
So, I'm not too big on books or reading, which is a sad truth, but over the past few years I've stumbled onto some beautiful love stories and poems from Arab writers. Let's end with something I found on Tumblr (it's where I go to satiate my inner-emo teen self). 

The poem below is by Nizar Qabbani - a Syrian writer of Turkish origin. The suicide of his sister had a profound impact on his life and work, he spent five decades paying fervent homage to woman's grace and loveliness.
Had I told the sea
What I felt for you, 
It would have left its shores, 
Its shells, 
Its fish, 
And followed me 

P.S. that's from Tumblr so I can't be certain it is accurate but you can buy the book and learn for yourself - On Entering the Sea: The Erotic and Other Poetry of Nizar Qabbani (Poetry Series)

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