Margaret is deeply saddened by the news that Ellen will not be hosting the 2008 Oscars. As she knows Ellen is a serious animal lover, Maggie was hopeful for a cameo role in the program.
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Inconsolable
Margaret is deeply saddened by the news that Ellen will not be hosting the 2008 Oscars. As she knows Ellen is a serious animal lover, Maggie was hopeful for a cameo role in the program.
Bring Back Ellen!!!!
It is a slow news day in the shifting world of dead socialites (think Leona Helsmley, Brooke Astor...). So I'm raising the alarm bell on the first murmurs of a very disturbing announcement. Ellen has not been asked to host the Oscars in 2008. Instead, they have tapped Jon Stewart for a third trial (he hosted in 2001 and 2002, and both times were ... forgettable). I am mildly outraged that Ellen is not being considered for a second attempt. Personally, I thought she was delightful as the 2007 host. I thoroughly enjoyed every minute of her monologue and subsequent quips between award categories. What could have gone wrong? Did she offend someone, unintentionally and unknowingly, from the Academy of Arts and Sciences? Did she look too masculine on stage not wearing a dress? Or is it, gasp, because viewers complained about the choice of a lesbian as host? Whatever the reason, I am dismayed. And bored in advance. Because Jon Stewart was b-o-r-i-n-g as a host.
Wednesday, September 5, 2007
More poop on the pooch
Dahlings ... not ONLY does Leona's brother not want her dog OR the $12 million she left the poochy, but her former housekeeper is preparing to sue the dog because it bit her once while she was working at the Queen of Mean's Manhattan apartment. Credit goes to Sibling #1 for breaking the first portion of this meaty little celeb tidbit. Further research unearthed the housekeeper angle to give you up to the minute reports. I attach the wanted poster image of said doggie, aptly named "Trouble".
Trouble obviously shops at Abercrombie and Bizarre, by the way. You can tell by the fashionable aloofness of this pic.
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
Abercrombie and Bizarre
Can I just say that Abercrombie and Fitch is a stupid store? Seriously. I had to take Anna there tonight to get this "have to have" shirt on clearance so that she could wear it on her first day of high school. (AAAGGGGHHHHHH!) Anyway, I don't get this store: they play terrible music at 250 decibels; they spray their clothing with this strange perfume (I'm not kidding; Tyler and Kyle can probably verify it). And they charge ridiculous prices for anything not on sale. Like $40 and up for flimsy cotton shirts and skirts that should be outlawed.
I agreed to take Anna because she really wanted this particular shirt and it wasn't outrageous in appearance. Plus it was a treat for her first day as a freshman (AAAAGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!) Plus it was on clearance.
Anyway, we get there and get the shirt only to realize at the checkout (which is always manned by the dumbest guys - preppie, muscular and very dumb) that I don't have my credit cards with me. OK now who's dumb? Anyway I ask the guy to hold onto the shirt and we'll be back. "Um..." he says "I can hold it for like five minutes; we're really not supposed to hold anything here." (It's a shirt on clearance, for God's sake. Try holding onto your brains moron before they slip through your ear canals and get squashed on the floor).
Anna and I drive all the way back home and I grab my credit cards. We head back to Abercrombie and see the shirt tossed onto a table behind the checkout. "I'm back for that shirt behind you," I tell the same blockhead at the register. And he just looks at me like I have three heads and reaches for some tank top next to him. "Noooo... the shirt BEHIND you that you couldn't put on HOLD," I say, wondering if I've been gone so long that he really can't remember me or the shirt. He turns around, points to the shirt and actually says, "This one? You sure?"
Seriously. It's a stupid store. We bring the shirt home and Anna and Meghan make this big dramatic play of smelling it because of this spray Abercrombie puts on all its clothes. Oh, and by the way, I bought a shirt for Meghan there too. On clearance. I'm thinking she'll be ecstatic. Only once she sees it, she's thumbing her nose at it; Abercrombie is NOT on Meghan's "fashion DO" list this year.
Stupid store.
I agreed to take Anna because she really wanted this particular shirt and it wasn't outrageous in appearance. Plus it was a treat for her first day as a freshman (AAAAGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!) Plus it was on clearance.
Anyway, we get there and get the shirt only to realize at the checkout (which is always manned by the dumbest guys - preppie, muscular and very dumb) that I don't have my credit cards with me. OK now who's dumb? Anyway I ask the guy to hold onto the shirt and we'll be back. "Um..." he says "I can hold it for like five minutes; we're really not supposed to hold anything here." (It's a shirt on clearance, for God's sake. Try holding onto your brains moron before they slip through your ear canals and get squashed on the floor).
Anna and I drive all the way back home and I grab my credit cards. We head back to Abercrombie and see the shirt tossed onto a table behind the checkout. "I'm back for that shirt behind you," I tell the same blockhead at the register. And he just looks at me like I have three heads and reaches for some tank top next to him. "Noooo... the shirt BEHIND you that you couldn't put on HOLD," I say, wondering if I've been gone so long that he really can't remember me or the shirt. He turns around, points to the shirt and actually says, "This one? You sure?"
Seriously. It's a stupid store. We bring the shirt home and Anna and Meghan make this big dramatic play of smelling it because of this spray Abercrombie puts on all its clothes. Oh, and by the way, I bought a shirt for Meghan there too. On clearance. I'm thinking she'll be ecstatic. Only once she sees it, she's thumbing her nose at it; Abercrombie is NOT on Meghan's "fashion DO" list this year.
Stupid store.
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