They’re Just So Far Away From My Eyes
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Project Runway Finale
I am happy with the outcome. Christian was the deserving winner. He has a strong point of view and isn’t afraid to create real fashion, which isn’t always wearable. The runway is a designer’s canvas, and creating clothing we’ve seen before isn’t the best way to paint it. Most disappointing was how Jillian was the first of the final three to be cast off. Her line wasn’t very cohesive, but it was creative and innovative, and struck a chord with me. That Rami could even be considered in the same league with Christian is insulting, and when he paired that horrid magenta color with black, I puked a little in my mouth.
In any case, bravo Christian. I also maintain he designed the most stunning dress to ever be seen in this competition:
Clipping My Toenails
This week’s blog title comes courtesy of my boyfriend Chris, who joined me in a lament about how easy it is to forget to trim one’s toenails.
Best Friends
I had dinner with my best friend Anthony, bless his soul. Anthony and I have been through more drama than Joan Collins and Linda Evans (“Linda Evans, clean up on aisle 5!”), yet somehow, some way, we manage to maintain an amazingly close friendship fraught with laughter, tears, and incessant Family Guy references. We had dinner last week, where I discovered he would be possibly traveling to *gasp* Alaska to do work for a Jesuit charity, news that excited me, since it is important to him, and saddened me, because I will miss him.
Last night was another dinner, and more tears as I realized this whole Alaska thing is probably going to happen. We ate at a diner near his house in the Sunset neghborhood, and walked along the beach to talk. He had never been able to identify the Orion constellation, so I pointed out his belt and sword, at which point Anthony asked, “is ’sword’ metaphorical?” I explained that it was supposed to be an actual sword, not Orion’s gigantic penis, and he seemed satisfied with that. In any case, the sky was remarkably clear, and it made it easy to look for the most recognizable stars.
It was nice to spend some time like the old days with him. I know I am not always what he wants me to be (Anthony is madly in love with me), but I will do my best to support him in whatever he does. I doubt that after all we’ve been through that having him move closer to the Aurora Borealis will keep us from being friends.
Wayne Gretzky’s Got Nothing On Me
I also went ice skating for the second time in my life with Chris. The first time was in college, where I discovered that my ankles would eventually give out and start splaying outwards. I did better this time around, though my lack of roller skating skills translated nicely to the ice. I am thrilled to say I only fell three times, though that was enough to end up with a bruise on my ass and a sore shoulder. Eventually, I was able to whip up some speed and get maybe a quarter of the way around the rink before freaking out and having to slow down. I have a bad tendency to bend forward at the waist rather than bending at my knees, so the goal for the next session is to keep relatively good posture, now that my ankles seem more capable of handling the load.
My New Favorite Music Video
That’s been my favorite Daft Punk video for a long time. They constitute the majority of my custom WipEout Pulse soundtrack.
I’m sorry but to me that dress looks hideous. I guess I just don’t “get” fashion. To each his own though.
In other news, Daft Punk is awesome.
I like the dress, but am virtually color fashion blind. I’ll take your word for it! Roller Skating skills certainly help in Ice Skating (as I found out when I first Ice Skated). Of course, now if you every Roller Skate you will get a feel for it pretty quickly.
Dude, you did better than I would have on any given day. My first time skating….I was 20 something….wasn’t able to stand even once…I was basically a hockey puck all over the rink. The second time though….I managed to redeem myself without even falling once!
Of course learning to stop once you’ve managed to get moving is another story….thank God the rink had walls! I think you get the picture.
I don’t know why, but “Orion’s gigantic penis” made me laugh!
I also don’t know how to skate. I go, like, a mile per hour and even then I manage to fall flat on my fucking ass.
How weird, I was clipping my toenails this morning before work and thinking about how far away they are. If you really wanna get your clip on, you have to be a contortionist or something.
With a little work, you could turn that into a Seinfeld bit.