Sunday, April 20, 2008

Pro Ana Mia

This is so sick I can't help but post it.

If you want to check this out, do so at your own risk. It is quite disturbing.

http://www.proanamia.com/

Here is a "poem" from the website:

Ana's Last Night
Lying here hungry ...My whole body in pain ...Should probably eat something ...But I feel to ashamed ...Starting to shiver now ...Beginning to shake ...God how I love this ...How my body just aches ...Got up for some cold water ...Then to take a cold shower ...Remind myself that soon ...I'll be a delicate flower ...Did 3 hours exercise ...But I must do some more ...Still got one pound to loose ...Like the pound I lost before ...Whoa, got a dizzy head rush ...Colors dancing all around me ...Like little tiny faerie angels ...Wanting to set me free ...Oh wow, I'm floating with them ...Going high up in the sky ...I finally made it! ...To the thinness that is I ...

The site also offers tips on how you too can neutralize your breath after vomiting and how best to covertly adjust your diet to be a successful diseased waif.

Thoughts?

Is it me or is the Food Network depressing?


I just don't get it. I'm not a food nazi. Sure, I have read parts of Skinny Bitch and I am now quite familiar with the Pro Ana Mia movement which we'll discuss in a bit but I do like a nice greasy carbohydrate-tastic meal. I really do. I like burgers, fries and the occasional McFlurry. It's true, I may starve myself during the week to maintain the allusion of a perfect genetic hand-me-down but my family looks like every other suburban family. American, if you will and I too am only three pies away from looking sub-par. In my mind I'm actually a celebrity and paparazzo may take pictures of me on South Beach over the summer.
Despite my mouth which is usually salivating for SOMETHING, I just can't seem to get into the Food Network. Even running into Giada at Nobu 57 with her faux Italian accent used on words like Pinot Greeg-chio can't swerve my netherregions to a more peaceful place. I can't hold the Food Network anywhere near my heart.
In fact, I absolutely hate it- I hate all the shows on it. I don't think it's interesting to watch orange creme drip into a bowl whilst some overweight woman stirs it and tells me how unhealthy it is. I don't think it's enjoyable when someone yells about food, and exclaims odd things while slamming baking trays into an oven. I most certainly don't like watching someone else fucking eat when I'm hungry. I also don't like someone enjoying a cocktail when I am just waking up with a twisted liver and a mouth drier than a thug post dutchman.
What is it about these people that is so alluring?
I woke up this morning and my mother was watching it. Again. Maybe because it's Sunday it really rubs me the wrong way. But EVERY time I watch it I have to fight the sensation of wanting to fill up the tub with boiling water and submersing myself until I'm forced to inhale the agua and burn out my lungs.
Why don't people just go into their kitchens and have a good old fashioned food fight?

Step it up and Don't


Well I finally decided to watch Elizabeth Berkley in her first gig since Showgirls where she shaved her chocha for all to see and bumped lines of coke with Kyle McLachlan. I have to say, there is part of me that likes ol' Lizzie - I think she probably secured a place in my heart when she first performed her "I'm so excited" soliloquoy on Saved by the Bell when I was a youngster.


Some skin grafting and eye lid pulls later, she appears on Bravo as a Xanax-serene angel nymph hosting an odd menagerie of wannabe dancers as they twist and turn through the "audition" process.


The show is poorly produced and it is the first dance show in the history of dance shows that I actually don't like. I'd rather listen to the announcer on Dancing with the Stars say "Carrie Ann Inaba" in that scary voice a trillion times before I'd watch another second of this pathetic installation.

The sad part is, Bravo weakly used all the right elements from its amazing programs like Make me a Supermodel and Runway but this one just doesn't cut it for me.

Also, there is a gay porn star dancer in it which makes the whole thing a bit funnier - considering that the host used to dance at the Cheetah.

Friday, April 4, 2008

Dayum Z



From Bricks and Stones gossip:


But it’s little Zahara, 3, who really rules the roost! “She screams and shouts at the boys when she doesn’t get her way,” says the source. Not even Shiloh, 22 months, is safe — and the toddler has the battle scars to prove it. “Z is always pushing or scratching her.”

Zahara’s picking on Shiloh is usually motivated by snacks. “Z once clawed Shiloh’s cheek after she tried to take her cookie,” says an insider who witnessed one incident. “She’s always pulling on Shiloh’s hair so she can steal her food.”
And little Shiloh has more than her hair to worry about! Recently while Shiloh’s three older siblings roughhoused, she got knocked down and chipped a tooth! “Angie gets worried when Shi plays with them,” says the insider. “She always comes back with a scraped knee or a fat lip!”

Just look at that picture there - I can just hear her:

Eat this fuckin ricey bitch. We'll see who gets in trouble for having more diarreah then!



Thursday, April 3, 2008

The Real Anne Boleyn was a Bad Bitch

Ok so you know I just read the book and was mildly obsessed with it and mildly wish I was Anne or George Boleyn because they were actually smart and sinful and would have been coke heads in the early 80s had they been part of the Manhattan court. BUT, they were ugly as is the theme of most people's lives (I'm coming to discover). This in combination with their likely odor underneath all those petticoats is enough to just throw me overboard with delight.




Music Throwback of the Week


What ever happened to this man? Does no one like him? He's boring in concert but he is THE SHIT.

I feel like he should be inducted to some great hall for his voice alone.

http://www.raylamontagne.com/

Does this look like the face of someone who likes Friday Night Smackdown?


Well - though the above may look like a glamour shot from 1990, it's actually the one and only Shama Patel. You can see her in a midriff baring T on Friday Night Smackdown this Friday at 8pm on USA. No folks, she's not a ring girl - she's a fucking fan.

She was quoted today as saying: Some of the men are hot.

Um....exhibit A.

Let's chart a love connection for her. Here's my pick!


She's PURDDDDDDY. And I bet she has a small penis!

A Planet of Ugly - Boys Interrupted

There are times when I fear that I will have nothing else to discuss when everyone on the planet is nipped and tucked and pulled and dyed. We're all so gross. But there are always, ALWAYS, going to be ugly people walking around this city.

Let's review:



Give me my fucking colace Lisa!
My Dad got me an apartment with an eat-in chicken. You mean kitchen? That's what I said, ASSHOLE.
Pretty Kitty.

Someone thinks he is THE shit

Good thing his family and friends hate him and let him know how terrible he is. Special shout out to UVegas groupie Tara for the classic EASTER footage. Go Christ!