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All I Want For Xmas Is…

December 6, 2008 · 2 Comments

1. Poofy Jacket.
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2. Hipster Cardigan.
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3. Kenneth Cole Boots.
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4. Running-in-Winter Jacket.
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5. Pilates Classes / Workout Gear / Room Full of Giant Balls.
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6. Influences by the Olsen Twins.
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7. Tickets to 9 to 5: The Musical.
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8. Tickets to Liza at the Palace.
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9. Snuggie!
(Thanks to Dirty Uncle Noah for finding this vid and posting it on his blog first.)

10. The Ability to Learn This Choreography.

And, as always…

11. Stanley!
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But the one thing you don’t need to buy me this year (because I already bought it for myself) is this:
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Best $10 ever spent on eBay!

Categories: Dolly · Listing · Running · Women Be Shoppin'

It’s That Time of Year Again.

December 4, 2008 · Leave a Comment

Sorry I haven’t posted in awhile. Too busy stressing out about the holidays already. I promise to update again this weekend. Until then, please enjoy my favorite Christmas song:
Funny, she’s wearing the exact same outfit that I wear every year on Christmas Day.

Categories: Dolly

7 Things (10/26-11/1).

November 2, 2008 · Leave a Comment

1. The Master Cleanse.
Sorry I haven’t posted on here in awhile.  I was too busy starving myself and blogging over here.  The good news is that the Master Cleanse is over.  Forever. The even good-er news is that you’ll never have to read about the contents of my colon again.  It’s a win-win for both of us.

2. Benefits of the Cleanse, Part I.
It did wonders for my allergies and sinuses.  The last time I went for a run (pre-cleanse) I was very short of breath and almost asthmatic.  For my first post-Cleanse run I kicked some ass.  I ran all of Central Park… that’s 6.5 miles in just under 55 minutes.  If only the former, 30 plus pounds, grade school version of myself could see me now!

3. Benefits of the Cleanse, Part II.
Besides 100+ lemons and three bottles of expensive organic maple syrup, I didn’t spend any money on food for 10 days.  An even bigger miracle… no money spent on coffee or booze.  Thanks to the Cleanse, I was able to transfer a serious chunk of change into my savings account.  I’ve set a goal for myself to have X amount of money in my savings by the end of the year.  Currently, I’m ¾ of the way there.   It’s nice to have money saved up… especially when you already know what you’re going to spend it on: Plane tickets.

For much of 2009 I’m going to be touring the US. So far I have:

1. Trip home for my sister’s wedding(!)
2. (Possibly separate) trip home for my BF to meet the rents.
3. Trip to San Antonio to meet the BF’s rents.
4. Possible gay-cation/winter-get-away to Florida.

And most importantly…

5. Trip with the BF to Dollywood. Yes, DOLLYWOOD!!!

4. Work.
They’re downsizing before the end of the year.  The good news: I’m not losing my job.  The bad news: I’m not losing my job.

5. Married Life.
I’m enjoying it immensely, thank you.  Last weekend I baked an apple pie:

And the BF taught me how to sew.  You see, the BF hosted a Martyr Party for All Saints Day, and I decided that instead of spending $50 on a stupid costume that I would only wear once, I should just make one from scratch.  Well after a trip to Mood, Broadway Fabrics, Pearl Paint, Lee’s Art Store, and American Apparel… I ended up spending $50 anyway.  But at least my costume was handmade with love (and a little frustration.)  Much better than buying something from Ricky’s that has been handmade by slave children in Malaysia.

6. Martyr Party.
I went as Joan of Arc burning at the stake, because after all, I have the hair for it.  Ironically enough, I don’t have any pics of my fabulous Joan hair.   Thankfully, I happened to take these two pics while getting ready in the bathroom… before I consumed too much wine and ate my weight in baked brie.

7. Stylista.
Every year the CW has some shitty new reality show that is so bad, it never gets another season.  (Yes, I’m looking at you, Crowned: The Mother of All Pageants.)  And every year, I get sucked into watching it.  When I first saw the promos for Stylista I said to myself, “This is going to be the year that I break the cycle!”  But then my BF, who made fun of me for watching the first episode of that other CW Crapfest: 90210 (out of morbid curiosity, I swear), decided to DVR it.  And of course, now that I’ve seen one episode, I have to watch them all.

The only person more unlikeable than the brainlessly bland contestants, is this botoxed cow:

I don’t hate her as much as I hate Rachel Zoe.  But then again, that’s like saying I don’t hate 9/11 as much as I hate the Holocaust.

Categories: 7 Things · Boyfriends · Dolly · I Hate My Job · I Heart Reality TV · Running

DAY 228: Sorry Dolly.

May 2, 2008 · 1 Comment

Today Jeannie, being the best best friend ever, offered to buy me a last minute ticket to go see Dolly, live at Radio City tonight. And believe it or not, I said no!

Priding myself a huge Dolly fan, I feel the need to justify my actions:

1. I just got back into town today. My flight out of Minneapolis was at 6:30am. I knew that if I didn’t just stay at home and catch up on my DVR, I would be a hurt gurl come tomorrow.

2. I’m not a huge fan of Contemporary Dolly. I love, love, love me some Old School Dolly, 80’s Dolly, and Bluegrass Dolly. But this tour was for her new “contemporary” album, which isn’t my favorite Dolly.

Hmmm, I still don’t feel justified. Sorry Dolly! I promise to see 9 to 5 when it comes to Broadway next year and I promise to see your next tour, no matter which Dolly it features. Also, I still want to take that roadtrip to Dollywood sometime this year.

Please forgive me Dolly! You know that I will always love you…

Categories: Dolly

DAY 147: R.I.P. Dolly.

February 13, 2008 · 2 Comments

No, Dolly Parton didn’t kick the bucket. (But she did throw her back out and postpone her tour, thanks to her ginormous knockers.)

My iPod nano however, (also named Dolly), has met an even less fortunate fate: Death. I don’t know what happened. She was working just fine on minute, and the next… blackout. I never even got to say goodbye, or tell her how I really feel. Please, when you get home from work tonight, tell your iPod that you love him/her. I’m serious, he/she could be taken away from you at any moment.

Although I refuse to even entertain the thought, perhaps my Nano committed suicide after having to listen to these two songs over and over on repeat the last few weeks:
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God, hearing those songs again reminds me of Dolly and the good times we once shared. Like when I had to wait 45 minutes of the A train late one cold Wednesday night last month. Sniff.

Oh well, I guess I’ll have to add a “New Nano” onto my ever-growing list of Things I Want To Buy With My Tax Return.

Already on the list:

*Camcorder
*New Digital Camera
*New Messenger Bag
*New Glasses
*New Wardrobe
*Giant Stevie Nicks poster
*$5,000 Savings Account

It’s not unrealistic for me to think I’m getting about $10,000 back on my taxes, right? Well, I guess I’ll find out mid-April, when I’m finally forced to do them.

Categories: Dolly · iMusic

DAY 25: And You Thought I Was Obsessed.

October 14, 2007 · Leave a Comment

Last week I was cursing Logo (the “gay” channel) for showing nothing but stupid lesbian movies and even stupider episodes of Queer as Folk, when I stumbled up a documentary called For the Love of Dolly. I set up the TiVo to record it and forgot about it until I got bored this weekend.

FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! Please click on the link above and watch just five minutes of this gem. I swear to god, it’s like a lost Christopher Guest movie… but better. You can’t make this shit up.

The documentary follows 5 of Dolly’s biggest fans:

Melissa and Jeannette.
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These bitches were the craziest. Melissa moved to Dolly’s home town where she drives around stalking Dolly and Dolly’s childhood friend, Judy. Jeannette, on the other hand, has recreated Dolly’s Tennessee mountain home in her mother’s backyard. The (second) creepiest moment of the entire show was when Jeannette and Melissa went to the local used car dealership because they thought they saw Judy’s car in the lot. They proceeded to “test drive” the car, which did indeed turn out to be Judy’s, and they were over joyed to find a bunch of strands of long blond hair in the car, which of course they kept. They also smelt the seats and Jeannette licked the seat belt. You could tell that Jeannette was crazier than Melissa, which made it all the more heartbreaking at the end when Jeannette tried to pass Dolly a note during the Dolly Parade in Pigeon Forge, Tennessee, but the security guards wouldn’t let her.

Patric and Harrel.
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O.M.G. I’m not sure that I can say Melissa and Jeanette were the craziest. Patric and Harrel definitely gave them a run for their money. The above picture doesn’t even do them justice, since for the documentary, Patric still had his brown goatee, but bleached hair. Every single inch of their house was covered in Dolly memorabilia. And on top of that, Patric took home the creepy cake by molding Dolly dolls. Patric and Harrel also shared the very special story of how they got together. Patric was married at the time, and his second daughter (who, as he told the camera, was a mistake– yeesh, hope she wasn’t watching) wanted to be a model. And it just so happened that Harrel was the modeling director for Dallas. The first time Patric met Harrel he said, “He gonna be mine, he don’t know it yet… but, he gonna be mine.” Yeah, bet your wife and kids didn’t know it yet either.

David.
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David is mentally handicapped, therefore I feel like I shouldn’t be making fun of him. Let me just point out that his creepiest moment was any moment that they filmed in his parents house, where he lives. Their entire house was filled with life-sized cut out of Dolly, including a cut out of the above picture (where Dolly secretly looks terrified, but it’s hard to spot under all the make-up and plastic surgery.) I’d also like to point out that during the parade the security guards allowed David to give Dolly a homemade fly swatter that he crocheted for her… totally unfair to Jeanette, she seemed just as handicapped as David!

In case you didn’t believe me about this documentary being a Christopher Guest movie, below are some of my favorite quotes:

They’re my children, you can’t have a favorite. Well, you can… –Harrel, talking about his dolls. He then went on to talk about how he wasn’t his parent’s favorite because they disapproved of his lifestyle.

He was my soulmate. –Jeanette, on her (deceased) dog “Lil Andy” (named of course, after the Dolly song.) She then went on to talk about her replacement dog: Dany with one ‘n.’ I scrambled up Andy’s letters in his name, to name him after Andy.

I prayed for cancer, because I wanted to be a Make-A-Wish kid, and then I wanted to die because I wanted to get out of what I was living in. –Melissa

Life sometimes slaps me, and I have to try to slap back. –Patric, on his wife’s death.

Corky St. Clair would be proud!

Categories: Dolly