For the Love of Shoes

There is a God and she is most definitely a woman!

Anyone who knows me at all knows that I love me some 4" heels. I just love them, and I wear them everyday to prove it. But do my feet hurt me after working 15 hours on my feet? Hell yea they do.

Well, thanks to a little company sent to us by shoe heaven, I can now rock my 4" heels all damn day, yet feel like I am walking in a pair of Chanel ballet flats through it all.

Check out www.insolia.com -- this company makes these special inserts for high heels that actually SHIFT the pressure away from the balls of your feet (which is where the pressure usually is and why my feet are always killing me!) to your heels.

Yes, I will be buying the value pack -- inserts for 3 pairs of heels!

Who is it??

Ted Casablanca's The Awful Truth, on E! Online, is killing me today! I don't know who it is and I NEED to know! Help! Here is his column:

Hey, you raunchy-ass readers, have you missed our nose-candy-lovin' party-doll, Pixie Mixie? Me, too, kittens. And, apparently, there's a little something that Pixie herself has been yearning for: Sapphic tongue-tangling.

So, she indulged recently--and how. Yay for Pixie! Yay for us!

'Twas a chillin' night at a palatial pad belonging to one of Pixie's many fake friends. Just a few chicks gathered around the glass table, snorting and gossing--alas, not playing much mah-jongg, as these babes are way too young and tirelessly cool for that.

Suddenly, assorted rail-thinistas looked across the room and saw P.M. making out, "hard-core, tongues heavy," with a gal-pal, so blurted one of the babes who hasn't eaten since Cher had her real body parts. Too hot.

Perhaps our daring dahling has grown tired of boys? Heaven knows she ain't had the greatest year in the man-love department. Or maybe there was some magical potion in the blow she was vacuuming up her delicate nose?

In any case, my dilated eyewitness has run around with Pixie and her pals for a long-ass time, and she offered her interpretation: "I don't think she was just screwing around. I think she's gay and repressing it."

Oh, Pixie-doll, haven't you seen Brokeback Mountain? Don't you know what all that pretending will do to a girl's complexion/career?

And according to Ted, this coke-snorting gal is NOT Jessica, MK or Jaime-Lynn. Like we would even care if it WAS Meadow Soprano. I would like to assume it's La Lohan, but wouldn't that be way too easy of an answer??

Flying Fones

Is Naomi out of her mind??? Clearly the answer is YES! The woman has serious temper issues, but more so than that, the woman has serious issues with phones and throwing them at people.

Naomi Campbell, top model and queen bitch of the runway, has thrown yet another phone at yet another assistant -- and has been arrested.

Now, I have met Naomi. Many times. And she is seriously bi-polar. The first time I met her, she was super sweet and quiet and shy. She was a tower of beauty, and no matter how fabulous I thought I looked that day, I looked like a piece of shit next to Naomi. She is a goodess -- I am not kidding. The second time I met Naomi, I went to her birthday part at Man Ray in NYC. Again, nothing short of fabulous and sweet. I even introduced her to Ryan, where she proceeded to give him full attention and actually kiss him hello. And when we were leaving her party, she even remembered Ryan's name.

But then there was this next time -- she was a raving LUNATIC. She was screaming on the top of her lungs to my former boss. I can't go into details because of those tricky confidentiality agreements they made me sign, but regardless, she was and still is, a loony bin.

Gorgeous? Yes.

Sane? Ummm, no.

Balancing Act

I have just been DEMANDED by my friend John to update my blog, so here it is:

I am finally back in Honolulu, after being away for about 8 days. I get to sleep in my own bed, next to Ryan, for 2 whole glorious nights. I am then off to Maui again on Saturday for another 10 days. Not so glorious, huh?

I am definitely going to try and maximize my next 2 nights home. In fact, right now, I am waiting for Ryan to come get me from work so we can go play at the mall -- shop and have some din din. Then tomorrow night, I hope to get together with some friends (if I still have any?) and go get some cocktails. Seriously, IF I still have any friends. I mean, really. Who wants to be friends with someone who is never around and who is working all the damn time? But I desparately need to go out and see friends and have fun, so I hope they still love me. I just need to do stuff that is not about work, and be with people that have ZERO relation to my job.

Because in the end, this is my sanity on the line. It's all about balance right?

Unlucky Lanai

I think I jinxed myself last week when I bragged to everyone about staying at the Four Seasons Manele Bay. My trip was a million miles short of fabulous. It was awful, and even that is an understatement.

I should have known from the start that I was never destined to go to Lanai. I have lived in Hawaii for 3 years now and never been -- I should have left it that way.

I left for Lanai on Thursday morning, or shall I say I ATTEMPTED to leave for Lanai on Thursday morning. My plane DID depart for Lanai, but it never quite made it there. Instead, the plane circled the island and then headed back to Honolulu due to poor visibility. I sat at the airport on Thursday for 8 hours waiting to get on another plane. One, and only one plane, made it to Lanai on Thursday, and mine was clearly not one of them.

After sitting at the airport for 8 hours on Thursday, I went back home for the night. The only good part of any of this is that I got to spend the night with Ryan. I woke up at 5am Friday morning to catch a 715am flight to Maui (since all the flights to Lanai were sold out for the next 2 days). From Maui, I would need to take the ferry to Lanai. When I got to the dock, I found out that the big boat broke, so they only had a small boat. The small boat only holds 50 people, even though 72 people had a reservation. I, of course, was wait-listed for the boat since I hadn't made my reservation until that morning.

And since I was already having bad luck for the last day and a half, I was pulled onto the boat. And yes, I didn't mess that statement up -- I believe since I was having bad luck, the ferry brought me to Lanai for more torture. Oh, and did I mention there was a tornado watch the night before? Yea, so the boat was nice and rocky -- just enough to make me absolutely nauseous by the time I hit land on Lanai. And this is just the beginning.

Things really only got worse, but I won't bore you with the details. In short, my client was a bitch from hell. The event on Friday night was moved indoors due to another storm watch. My client was a bitch from hell. As soon as the event started on Saturday night, it was a torrential downpour. My client was a bitch from hell. Some of the lighting went out from the rain. My client was a bitch from hell. There is much more but I am exhausted just thinking about it.

Oh, but the room at the Four Seasons really was fabulous.

Botox anyone?

There is so much Botox, Collagen, implants, and not to mention CRAZINESS in this photo that I am actually scared.

Paula Abdul and Lara Flynn Boyle at Mercedes Benz fashion week:

Being Blonde

After a few loooong days in Lanai, my brain is absolutely fried. So, here are some blonde jokes to help explain how stupid I feel today:

Q: What do you call it when one blonde blows into another blonde's ear?
A: Data Transfer

Q: What do you call it when a blonde dyes their hair brown?
A: Artifical Intelligence

Q: What is a blonde doing when she holds her hands tightly over her ears?
A: Holding onto a thought

Yup, that about sums it up.

Rain, Rain Go Away

For the love of God, can it please STOP raining?!!??! It has rained everyday here in Hawaii for about 2 weeks now. And the forecast for the next 5 days is rain, rain, rain. I seriously can't take this. Not to mention the fact that I have outdoor events scheduled for Friday night, Saturday night and Monday night. Lovely.

It's official -- I could never live in London.

Aging

There are a few things that make me feel old these days:

1. The wrinkle forming on my once-smooth forehead

2. My too-much-responsibility of a job

3. The fact that I consider going out to dinner with Ryan on a Friday night as "going out"

4. The news I just read on People.com: Fred Savage to become a dad

Wasn't he just playing Kevin Arnold on The Wonder Years like 5 minutes ago? He is going to be a FATHER??? How can that be? No, it can't be, I am too young for Kevin Arnold to be a dad!

Island Hopping Again

When I travel for work, I usually don't get to stay at the resort where my program is. We usually stay a condo down the road (so that we can have a full kitchen). OK fine, we stay at a condo because it is clearly cheaper than staying at a 5-star resort.

Well, I am off to the island of Lanai tomorrow. Since the whole island consists of 3 hotels, 1 convenient store and 1 gas station, I am lucky enough to stay at the Four Seasons Manele Bay, which is where my group is staying. Needless to say, I am VERY excited about staying at the Four Seasons for 3 nights instead of a plain ol' hotel down the road. Even though I have to work the whole time, at least I will be sleeping in luxury at the end of the day!

Here is the website to make you jealous:
http://www.fourseasons.com/lanai/

And since I will be on this tiny island in the middle of nowhere, I will most likely not have any internet access, so see ya next week!

New Pop Tart on the Block

Move over Lindsay Lohan, Kristin Cavalleri is most definitely the new pop tart on the block! This girl went from Snob Mob Leader at her Laguna Beach high school to Hollywood Teen Queen in less than a year. If that is not accomplishment, I don't know what is!

So, supposedly Kristin is dating (aka "banging") Nick Lachey. I still have no idea if this is true or not, but following in Jessica's footsteps sure are big shoes to fill.

In any event, Kristin got snagged leaving Nick's pad yesterday. Reporters asked her the next time she would be seeing Nick, in which she replied, "I'm not going to talk to you about that".



This girl must be so pumped about her quick rise to fame. What girl wouldn't be? But of course, dating a high-profile guy who just divorced Jessica Simpson does not hurt your case either. Whatever she is doing is is clearly working because she is getting invited to every hot premiere.

Here is Kristen at the "Yo Momma" premiere this week.


And here she is at the "Thank You For Smoking" premiere last week.

The Famous Hairdresser

So, Jessica went to DC last Thursday to represent Operation Smile, one of the foundations she supports. I do think it is really great when celebs use their "celeb power" to make a change and to bring a "famous face" to a cause, but please tell me why her HAIRDRESSER is standing with her??



Come on, does anyone else see the ludicrousness in this?!

What a Reward

In the last few years, I have travelled quite a bit. I have made it back to the east coast twice a year for the last 2 and a half years. I have gone to Cali numerous times to meet my sister and/or friends. I have met my parents in Vegas. With all these trips under my belt, I have definitely racked up the airline mileage over the last few years. Of course I fly different airlines each time, so I don't have a massive amount on any given airline, rather some here on there on about 6 different airlines.

However, I HAVE managed to rack up about 40K miles on Continental since that is usually the airline I fly to NYC. I was so excited to learn that I had earned enough mileage to fly for free. A FREE flight!! Is there really anything better?

I have about 3 mainland trips coming up in the next 6 months, so I called Continental to find out which trip will be my lucky free trip! Lo and behold -- none of them. Yes, that's right. I have 40,000 miles on Continental, but none of the dates I am travelling are eligible for "reward travel". Can you believe this shit?

Please tell me what is the point in having all this mileage if I can't use it? And what is the point in making sure my mileage number is inputted correctly if I won't be able to redeem it anyhow?

Funny how it is called "reward" travel -- this doesn't quite feel like any sort of reward to me.

The Pink Book

I didn't have time to hit Barnes & Noble before my weekend getaway, so I was left to chose a book from the sundries shop in the lobby of our hotel. The choices were slim, to say the least. They had books by Danielle Steele, James Patterson and Dr. Phil. I was not pleased with the selections at all. Just as I was about to give up all hope and walk out of the store with only an US Weekly in hand, I saw a pink book hiding in the midst of all the crappy mystery novels. I pulled this lonely pink book out from hiding only to find that the book was "Star" by Pam Anderson. I definitely debated this purchase, but it was Pam or Dr. Phil, and we all know that Pam beats Dr. Phil by a mile in more ways than one.

On Saturday, our friends came to join us by the pool. While hanging out sipping cocktails, my friends got a glimpse of the pink book that happened to slip out of my bag. Needless to say, they made fun of me and scolded me for buying this book. They actually just couldn't believe that an English Major would ever buy a book by Pam Anderson. But once I told them my story -- that it was the best of the options in the hotel gift shop -- they understood and I was forgiven.

But of course right before my friends let, my girlfriend told me she wanted to borrow my book when I was through. And I will forgive her for wanting to read Pam as well.

Happy St. Patty's Day!

For the first time in about 10 years, I will not be heading to Murphy's, O'Toole's, Mulligan's, Connelly's, or any other Irish Pub tonight. I know, weird right?? Ryan and I are off to enjoy our weekend getaway, starting tonight, so I will be lampin' at a hotel and have a lovely dinner instead. Ewww, wait -- I have turned into my parents!



Hope everyone has a great St. Patty's Day! And please, have an extra green beer for me (or three....).

Work is Kicking My Ass

Sorry my posts are so far and few between but I am literally right smack in the middle of my busy season for work. I was on Kauai all last week, got home on Friday, went to Lanai on Saturday for the day, had a meeting on Maui yesterday, and I leave again for Maui tomorrow for two days. It is complete chaos but I guess it's a good thing we are this busy -- it means I still have a job, right?

This weekend is my first weekend off in about a month (and my only weekend off for the next entire month as well...) , so I am really looking forward to it. It also happens to be Ryan's birthday this Thursday, so we are spending the weekend at The Kahala Hotel (formerly the Mandarin Oriental as of about a week ago). It is the nicest hotel on this island -- and we know this how? Because it is where Justin and Cameron stay when they come to Honolulu ;)

Check it out:
www.lhw.com/KahalaHotel

Missing Idol

I am not OK with missing American Idol every night this week. My week is just not complete in knowing that the rest of the world gets to waste a total 4.5 hours Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday by watching Idol. It's just not fair.

Well, all of you should be jealous of me because I will get to watch them all back-to-back on Friday night when I get home from Kauai -- yup, that's right, you should all be jealous that I will obtain bed sores from watching 3 episodes of American Idol all in a row.

Kauai

Sorry I haven't posted for a few days -- I am on Kauai for a program. I got here on Sunday and I am here until Friday afternoon. My company hasn't quite stepped it up into the 21st century, so we don't have laptops or access to our email while we are travelling. I am still trying to get a Blackberry, but it clearly isn't going to happen any time soon.

In case anyone cares, my program is going wonderfully. I have a client sent from heaven, which is obviously always much better than a client from hell. We had a Surf's Up beach party on Monday night and last night we had a Lava Lounge. Both were a huge success. Tonight I have a cocktail reception and dinner outdoors, but unfortunately, it looks like the weather is not going to hold up so we will have to move it inside to a boring ballroom. Then we have the Awards Dinner tomorrow night -- looking forward to the final night so I can go home already. This travelling-for-work-thing is really overrated.

Lumpy Tummy

Ewwwwww, look at her stomach! It's all ripply!

All Grown Up

You know those annoying email forwards that come to you with the subject line "You know you are a product of the 80's when..." or "You know you are from New Jersey when..."? We have all read them (and deleted them) a thousand times over.

Well, last night, I felt like I was living right smack in the middle of "You know you have grown up when...". Ryan and I were sitting on the sofa, having a glass of wine and going over our schedules together. We both had our day-planners wide open and we were going through every week and weekend together for the next 2 months. I am travelling once a week for days and weeks at a time, so at this time of the year (during my busy season for work), we actually need to sit down and figure out when we will have time together.

I never thought that I would be the type of person that had to actually "make time" to be with Ryan, but as I grow up, I am beginning to see that it is all really just one big balancing act. Maybe I should actually read those emails (and not delete them) because it seems they actually ring true more often than not.