May 2009

 
Gigi here! Our dog Skittles (West Highland Terrier mix) loves to chew my personal items if she doesn’t receive much attention—oh, that would be playing with her 24/7. I’ve lost my pens, flash drives, a purse, and a crystal candy dish (don’t even ask).  Her actions scream, “You stopped petting me and now you will pay for it.”  The joy she brings is worth a few ruined items.  Okay—more than a few, but they can be replaced.
 
Thus, this review is brought to you in part by our little “terrierist.”  She is savvy when it comes to cosmetics and generally chooses the best and most efficacious.  Her last “meal” was a great choice!  She gave me the ideal product for a review.  I found her chewing on paper blotting sheets.
 
I melt in the summer sun like the witch in “The Wizard of Oz.”  Heat, humidity, and long days out working hard at amusement parks, county fairs, and picnics leave me appearing like the wilted last rose of summer.  Beware layering more pressed powder to address this if it happens to you, as it will only exacerbate the problem when it coagulates. What saves the day?  Blotting tissues to eliminate shine and leave makeup intact in an instant!  Unwashed is not the look I’m trying to achieve.

Gorgeous Granny  wishing you a happy long-Memorial Day weekend and where I come from,it's the FIRST weekend that you can "legally" break out those white shoes in all their glory without the fashion police whispering into their suburban-swatch watches about your faux-pas in horror!
 
I actually hate white shoes because I remember having to polish them every damn Sunday with drippy ol' sponge-on white "Kiwi" polish and once you started using it,they ended up looking like chalky ghosts of their former sparkling selves

In other words,butt-ugly: May you never experience this!
 
We've chatted before about how Spring is the time to shed that skin and to embrace nature,sunshine (with sunblockof course!) and to take time to smell all the posies...now how about we add some WINE to that mix??? Thought I'd get your attention!

Specifically grapes: they are lush,gorgeous,sensual and delicious,multi-varietal,and the fruit from which all that is wine is created! Their seeds are also an amazing source of "antioxidents",a word that is tossed around frequently these days in beauty-circles,basically meaning that they are believed to help the body/skin prevent the damaging effects of oxidation which is "corrosion" loosely defined...welcome to Chem 101 people!
 
In other words,they help protect your precious exterior from the damaging effects of the environment in a nutshell.

Meg here doing just what I'm ASKING YOU ALL TO BE CAREFUL ABOUT.

SOCIAL MARKETING is the new hot thing. It maybe the most effective way to brand yourself. This isn't that relevant but it feels like it is. I was out to a restaurant with a group of wonderful women, one kept asking me "OMG how is the divorce going? Is Megken coming over? " I kept thinking in my head ( I like to drink a little) have I met this woman? How does she know this stuff? I forgot for a minute. I write my entire life. She reads this site and even though I think no one reads it. Well, people do. I answered every question. I told her every tid-bit then dessert came.

 She was awesome! I mean it. A seriously awesome person! I just forget that sometimes I put everything out there. I write it in the comfort of my home and feel like I'm writing a diary to my best friend. I just like to share and be cathartic and open up. I just think we're all more alike then not so, if something has struck me a certain way then maybe I can feel the sisterhood that you've felt it too.

I was just told from my friend who is friends with Victoria Beckham that she said "You cannot read the stuff written about you on the internet. It's poison." I agree. I googled myself (oh come on, you have too) and this beautiful statement came up "A Psychopathic redneck Paris Hilton with small eyes and big fake boobies."

My eyes are big enough to see (with the help of my contacts) that I should have listened to Posh and not Googled myself.

I Love Facebook and Twitter but I have to tell you about my last experience. I have a bunch of cool friends on Facebook. I don't "know" them in person but they have "friended" me or I have "friended" them and seen that we have 25 (at least that's my rule if I can't remember meeting that person) friends in common.

This "friend" became increasingly aggressive so we "could talk" every night and Facebooking this request to me. I don't like to hurt anyone's feelings so I ignored it. It got to the point where he was sending me results on "Megan O'Brien-Los Angeles Phone Numbers" wanting to know which number he should dial. I have never met this man. Unfriend.
We all HAVE TO BE CAREFUL.

Twitter is amazing. I love ot! I have so many of my friends on Twitter! I can type "Hey, In West Hollywood-looking for fun~Friends twitter me and let's meet at XYZ for Happy Hour!"

I don't feel comfortable doing that anymore.

I have to backtrack, I have been seriously, dangerously stalked before in my life. It was terrifying. I was threatened daily (If I can't have you then no one will) and it was awful. I was living in NYC at the time and it was 1995 and after 6 months-they got him! By the by, he was a stranger that I had one conversation with. He became insanely smitten with my total come on of "Do I make a left here for Park Ave and 20th Street."

By saying "they got him" I mean the New York Mafia got him. The NYPD were ridiculously useless. It was 1995, there were no stalking laws. This crazy was writing me letters and the NYPD told me "Unless he physically hurts you we can't do anything. Call us once he physically hurts you." We have gone to his apt. 2x Miss O'Brien to ticket him. We can'y do anyhing more unless he causes you bodily harm." Yeah, it'll be easy to call you once I'm dead. Thanks. This was before O.J.

This is a true story.

I couldn't get rid of this guy. He sat in my lobby of my apt. building until the doormen would chase him out. He wrote me long, really insane letters on how we were "soulmates" (I asked him for directions)

Meg here at 12:30-Just had my ONE APPLICATION Spray tan from Jimmy Jimmy Coco! Um-Who is that first person? After my spray I look like I've lost 5 pounds! There's a reason Jimmy is on every speed dial.
I could tell you how much better I feel for the upcoming pool parties..But you know what they say..A picture says a thousand words! So in this case, I've just said two thousand!

Who else is not sitting poolside without a fabulous faux!?