Raunchy Hurricanes

This morning my cousin and I were watching TV, getting ready for the day, the normal routine... when a commercial for Apple Bee's Sizzling Steak came on. For some reason, the ad firm handing Apple Bee's decide that the Scorpion's "Rock You Like a Hurricane" was a perfect song to show how amazing their said meat dish is. As soon as the chorus came along, my cousin belted out, "Here I am, RAUNCHY like a hurricane..." After this baffling exclamation, I reminded her that the title of the song is "Rock You Like a Hurricane" which probably means that is the same thing they are saying the chorus.
Oh well.


Here's a pretty kick ass version.

Shaking Things Up

Sooo I hardly write on here.. :( That was not the point of having this blog. I've noticed a lot of my friends beginning Tumblrs or Blogspot's, which makes me feel like I should keep up with this more.

I have changed the name from "Restlessness At It's Finest" to "One Winged Dove." This is a reference to a mistake I have been making for years. My sister pointed this out to me on a car ride home over a year ago. The song EDGE OF SEVENTEEN, by Stevie Nicks, was blasting on the radio, and like I always do, I began singing along in my own unique tone-deaf way. When the chorus came along, I belted out, "Just like the one winged dove, saves flight and sings in, ohh baby ohh ohhh." I can not explain the look my sister gave me, but I can try to describe her uncontrollable burst of laughter. She later told me the lyrics are actually, "Just like the white winged dove...Sings a song...Sounds like she's singing... Whoo.. whoo.. whoo." Apparently, I commonly mistake lyrics and sing my own version of most songs. I usually don't realize it until someone graciously points out my lyrical blunders.

ANYWAY. This will now be a common theme for posts on this new (sort of) blog.

I also will have friends posting on here as well!
It will be more of a free for all and experimental page. Inspiration. Laughter. Anything.

Blahhhhh

"I'm GaGa."

Funny story from when I first met GaGa. I was on set with CITY mag for a features shoot. This was when the 'Just Dance' video first dropped in April/May of last year. I was standing with the Art Director when this little fierce blonde waltzed up to us in an awkward pant suit, halted into a model-esque pose and said, "I'm GaGa." She then pivoted and walked towards her crew. A little girl (intern?) ran up to us with a huge case, opened it, and said, "These are GaGa's GLASSES," which was just a case of a bunch of super cool vintage classes that she expected us to style around. Anyway. After this dramatic entrance, she was actually pretty cool and super excited about her career just starting. She turned out to be pretty refreshing as an artist and her style is bananas. She has my approval as long as she doesn't sell out and start making whack music with the Neptunes or something.

Casting Call

My friend Casey is putting together this super, crazy, awesome fashion show in Asbury Park, New Jersey. She's having a casting call at her apartment, it's by appointment only. Hit her up and strut your stuff!!!!

Weight Watchers

Way back in 2005, I decided to try weight watchers in an attempt to be skinnier than my bestie, Brittany, before prom. This is how I went about it:

Chelsey and I were working at an after school program at the Elementary School for most of our senior year. One of the mothers, who equalled three of me, kept coming in and updating me on her weight watchers progress. I don't remember her last name, but I do remember she was Albanian and loved me because of my half Albanianess. Anyway, she suggested I try weight watchers which she might as well have said "you're fat, do this to lose weight." She lent me her little book of points and spells and I attempted to read some of it. Okay... knowing me I didn't read any of it and just looked at the page where it said 'start' and 'points per day'. After careful calculating how many points I could have, I came up with the number 36. after two weeks with NO progress what so ever, I turned to some of my aunts and grandmother at our mandatory Sunday family brunch (pure guido-ness), knowing that most middle aged women have taken a stab at weight watchers at some point in their mid 40's-60's. After telling my tale to my Aunt Allison, she asked me how many points I was ingesting and to show her the book. Apparently, I should have read the book because I was eating the point value of a pregnant woman on weight watchers which was about 10-12 points higher than the average NON pregnant female. Moral of the story: Read everything, always. Weight Watchers sucks and takes too long to lose weight, starving and exercise is way easier.

R.A. the Rugged Man

One of my dear clients (and friends) is indie rapper, R.A .The Rugged
Man. A few months back I helped him out by styling part of his new
project about his father, Staff Sgt. John A. Thorburn.
I brought on my bestie, Jill, to assist me on set. Here is a shot of
Jill and the star of the show, Sgt. Thorburn!

I Love Louis Prima 4E

Ever since i was tiny little italian bambina, my father has filled my ears with the music of Louis Prima. The Jungle book duhhhhhhh!

Still obsessed. I love this video of 'Just a Gigolo' I wish I was front row in the audience!