The Writer's Office

Fall Fashion

2010-09-23T10:44:00.000-07:00

Fall Fashion 2010

I wanted to link over to my newest fashion post. I've fallen a bit behind, so I'm going to provide links below for the past three weeks of posts I've written on http://www.skirt.com/. I also want to leave you with a beautiful image. These Louis Vuitton boots.

A Lesson in Humility

True Blood Season Finale

The History and Haunting of Heritage Hall

All I Ever Really Needed to Know I Learned From Daria

(Photo Louis Vuitton)

www,skirt.com

2010-09-02T14:10:00.000-07:00

As I said earlier this week, I will be posting most of my work on the http://www.skirt.com/. I still want for you to see it if you'd like. Just click on the word fishing below to see it.

FISHING

So, in case you couldn't guess, that's sorta what my latest post was about. I got reeled into fishing (ha!) and had some epiphanies while out on the Chattahoochee River. In case you're wondering, that's me on the left. Turns out I'm really good...just kidding... I'm the worst!

(Photo http://www.smh.com.au/)

Skirt.com

2010-08-30T07:35:00.000-07:00

I've recently been accepted as a blogger on skirt.com. What you might finding me doing from time to time now is linking you over to my work on their website. Topics at Skirt include everything from work and family to travel and pet peeves.

My very first post is a tongue-in-cheek look at hologram cell phones, which are expected to be released this year. Looks like we're one step closer to George Lucas technology. Think he'll get any royalties? If you want to take a look at what I had to say, just follow the link below cleverly named Skirt.

Skirt

(Photo Free Images)

She's Having A Baby!

2010-08-25T08:23:00.000-07:00

This morning, I got a text from one of my oldest and best friends in the world to let me know that the Grimwade family will soon be three. I've decided to take a pause in my work day (shhh, don't tell) and on my blog to celebrate this tiny miracle that will soon be a part of the world. Of course, Kelly Grimwade is not my first BEST friend to have a baby, so let me just say that I wish I had a blog when Jessica's Kailyn and Ali's Cade were born. So ladies, please take this message for yourselves as well.

For the people that don't know me, kids aren't my thing. I have no harsh feelings towards them, I just personally haven't caught the mother bug (it runs in my family). That being said, I had to excuse myself from my desk and to the bathroom when I heard the news because tears were inexplicably welling up in my eyes. I guess it's all relative when the good things are happening to the ones you love. And I have so much love for my friends, and to see them get what they want in life strangely makes me feel like I'm getting what I want--to see those I care most about happy.

A thought crossed my mind since I heard the good news; when does a baby get its soul? Is it immediatly, or not until after they're literally here and separated from their mother? Well, I certainly don't have the answer to that seeing that I'm not a superior being, but I do have an opinion (no shock there). It seems to me that baby probably gets its soul a little bit at a time. Each time its mother or father caresses the mamma's belly. Each time someone mentions their name. Each time a loved one says a prayer for the little one. So by the time they join the world and get placed in their parents loving arms, the equation is complete--one baby, one soul.

So, Kelly, many blessings to you and all your loved ones during this time of joy! I'll be praying for you till I get that next text. Your still down for this weekend though, right?

(Photo bestpreciousmomentsfigurines.com)

Kristen Stewart

2010-08-11T09:46:00.000-07:00

Oh Kristen, Why Is Your Highest Selling Movie Your Worst Acting Job?

The Twilight saga continues to rake in the dough, but good grief, it's the worst acting Kristen Stewart's ever done. While I'll certainly get raked over the coals for saying this, I mean it as a compliment to her. It's my true belief that of all the young stars, Stewart might be the most talented. Aside from her sexual magnetism with Robert Pattinson, she is all wrong for the part of Bella. To make up for letting this sacrilege cross my lips, I'm exposing two lesser known movies she's done right and one I anticipate to be a winner (not at the box office):

The Runaways

Despite what some critics said, I felt the movie was a raw coming-of-age story not glamorizing the rock-and-roll lifestyle, but exposing it for the addictions that tend to break up bands and kill success stories before they're even told. Learning about the hard road travelled by the first all-girl band, The Runaways, should be a rather enlightening experience for younger female generations. Kristen Stewart nailed the part of Joan Jett, and she certainly has that whole teen angst thing covered. Her obvious, but not so obvious, love for Cherie Currie was really moving, and I sensed her pain grow as she witnessed Currie, played by Dakota Fanning, throwing her career away.

The Cake Eaters

This is quite possibly my favorite role played by Stewart. In the film, Stewart plays Georgia who is a young girl with an extreme neurological disorder shortening her lifespan. Wanting to break free and experience life, she seduces a geeky, good-hearted 20-something man named Beagle (played by Aaron Stanford). Unfortunately, the young man discovers that it was Stewart's grandmother who was having an affair with his father while his mother was dying of Cancer. The plot twists and turns through the lives of this small town's inhabitants who all turn out to have more common bonds than they ever knew possible. Stewart's performance was refreshing and no doubt it was challenging to portray the neurological ticks and problems her character faced on a daily basis.

Welcome to the Rileys

Coming to theatres in November, I've already got this one pegged as the kind of movie that makes you feel like someone yanked out your heart with a rusty spoon. James Gandolfini, of Sopranos fame, plays Doug who along with his wife Lois, played by Melissa Leo, lost their only child eight years prior. Each parent has dealt with their daughter's death unsuccessfully and differently. Lois has become agoraphobic and Doug has been having an affair. When his affairee suddenly dies, Doug escapes to Louisiana where he meets Kristen Stewart's character Mallory who reminds him of his daughter. Unlike his daughter, Mallory is an under aged stripper/prostitute. Somehow she manages to reunite the grieving parents, but not without complications.

###

(Photo courtesy Bill Davila/ Startraks)

Fall Fashion

2010-08-10T10:48:00.000-07:00

Every summer is the "hottest year on record", but today I proclaim that it must come to an end. I'm tired of endless shaving and sweating and sweating and shaving. Go away over 100 percent humidity, you're ruining my hair. Disappear endless UV sun rays damaging my skin. I long for the more temperate times of fall and the new fashion it brings. So goodbye bright summer colors; you look ridiculous on my paleness anyways.

Summer Summer, Go Away: An ode to fall fashion

Oh glorious fall, how I love thee.

Your golden and crimson leaves-

Will match perfectly with this season's palette

of stylish red dresses and neutral colors.

Splashes of grey and clumps of camel

will adorn the masses-

A perfect ornament

to the silhouette of autumn's warm glow.

The sounds of crunching leaves beneath my nude kitten heels-

and the wind sweeping around my below-the-knee hemline

is just what the doctor ordered

to kick my summer time blues.

###

Atlanta Botanical Garden

2010-05-26T09:02:00.000-07:00

It's difficult to keep up your own gardening; there's the trimming, cutting, planting, watering and so much more. Your own garden's always in some sort of transition.

"We're fixing the pond.'' OR "We're repotting our planters."

Whatever the case, home gardens remain in a state of flux and are never quite the way the gardener envisions them. This is why people enjoy going to the Atlanta Botanical Gardens. Here there's teams of landscapers, horticulturists, and others who make these gardens their full time job. The best part: You get to take in the multiple lush gardens with no work. Take notes in the outdoor gardens and stare in awe at the inside life-sized terrariums showcasing everything from desert to tropical plants and atmospheres.

New Addition:

The Canopy Walk offers a chance to view the garden from a Birdseye perspective--literally. Stroll at your own pace while suspended mid-air amongst the trees. Lounge and relax on the sporatic benches and gaze at the Atlanta skyline. It's never looked more beautiful, and you'll swear the air quality is better.

Summer Treats

"Cocktails in the Garden": Nothing eliminates that heavy summer heat better than a cool refreshment. Take in the sweet floral smells and sights while basking in the knowledge that the only decision you made today was shaken or stirred.
"Garden Chef Demos" : On Saturdays and Sundays at 12 p.m. and 1 p.m., garden chefs use veggies, herbs and more from their edible garden to make delectable treats for viewers. Eat up that day and then use these recipes in your own kitchens.

Other Worthy Stops

Fuqua Orchid Center: Ooh-la-la. Orchids aren't just for Mother's Day anymore! You'll find yourself oohing and awwing over the dozens and dozens of breathtaking orchid types. If you thought purple orchids were exotic, you'll flip for this display, and you'll never look at a purple orchid the same.
Cascade Garden: Much of the garden touring involves walking, but here visitors get a real chance to relax. Recline yourself onto one of the many available benches and soak up the sun while listening to the calming sounds of falling waters. Feast your eyes on the surrounding flowers like hibiscus bursting with color.
Aquatic Plant Pool: Be sure to stop by this massive pool housing lily pads and the biggest frogs you've ever seen

$12-$15. Tues.-Sun. 9 a.m.-7.pm. through October.

Charleston

2010-05-21T10:25:00.000-07:00

South Carolina Makes Waves for Vacationers

The best part about Charleston is that you can make this town your own. No matter what you seek in a vacation, Charleston can provide it. If you crave an Epicurean-style trip of endless wine, food and nightlife, you can find it. If you're feeling the explorer within bubbling to the surface, there's no better place to experience art, architecture and historic sites. And for the shoppers out there, the historic downtown area offers a plethora of high-end retail cloaked in 18th century structural integrity.

Points of Interest:

South Carolina Aquarium: Makes a good pit stop because although it's small, it packs some big punches with a bald eagle, an albino alligator and a two story tank mimicking the mysteries of the deep.

Cinebarre: This theatre isn't your cookie-cutter AMC. No need to sneak your beer in here because the front is a huge bar surrounded by pool tables and other goodies. After buying tickets (and drinks) from the bartender, head straight back to the stadium theatre seating equipped with counters right in front of each row. Cinebarre boasts a full menu including Princess Leias, which are scrumptious handmade cinnamon rolls served with vanilla cream frosting dip. Guests enjoy full service for the entirety of the movie.

Magnolia Plantation and Gardens: This 500 acre, 17th century plantation offers a full day of activities, so be sure to dedicate a good five hours (at least!) to take in all the sights. There are several tours including the house, gardens, boat tour, nature train, swamp garden, petting zoo and their newest tour, slavery to freedom. Walking the grounds is truly an astonishing experience, especially the swamp garden where you stand less than 40 feet from 12 foot alligators and countless species of birds.

Patriots Point Naval & Maritime Museum: Regardless of how you feel about war, you can't help but become swept up in the history and grandeur of the USS Yorktown. This self-guided tour includes multiple sites including a Cold War submarine, a Vietnam support base, Medal of Honor Museum and a planes and flightdeck aboard the USS Yorktown.

Whether you consider yourself an adventurer, romantic, or historian, Charleston can provide what many places can't--all three.

(Picture Magnolia Plantation)

Summer Fun

2010-05-20T12:39:00.000-07:00

Get Outta Town

Summer's just a few perfect days away. Before southern heat and humidity becomes unbearable, I suggest you get on the road. My favorite stops include a touch of history, a taste of southern cuisine and a return to nature. It was all a part of Creative Loafing's Summer Guide. We did the research and now all you have to do is take the trip.

Unfortunately, due to print space, I was unable to say all the things I wanted to about my experience at Stately Oaks Plantation. The house tour was absolutely delightful with tour guides knowledgeable not only about the house itself but about the ins and outs of work and family life during the antebellum period. The guides dressed for the period, pantaloons and all. Turns out they work on a voluntary basis making their work all the more impressive.

If you ever feel a call to nature (other than the restroom), you should also check out Tallulah Gorge. The views from the trails surrounding the gorge are absolutely breathtaking. Whether you prefer take the two mile scenic route, or test your strength with the more athletically challenging courses; you're sure to enjoy the peaceful waters and fresh north Georgia air.

Upcoming on the blog: Fun things to do while in Charleston.

(Photo Stately Oaks Plantation)

Fashion Benefit in Atlanta

2010-05-04T16:58:00.001-07:00

You can check out my fashion benefit review online at Creative Loafing's Culture Surfing blog. The clothes were killer and the cause was more than worthwhile. The event raised around $5,000 for Alzheimer's and author Jeannette Montgomery Barron sold 150 books.

(Photo Cullen Branch)

My Mother's Clothes

2010-04-28T17:12:00.000-07:00

In honor of Mother's Day, which is only a few weeks away, I'm linking the book review I did for Creative Loafing. My Mother's Clothes by Jeanette Montgomery Barron is a simple and powerful tribute to the complicated and wonderful ins and outs of the mother-daughter relationship. While it pertains to her specific situation, it speaks volumes to us all.

The book reflects on her mother's last years with Alzheimer's and the author's use of fashion to reignite her mother's memories. Yesterday, April 27, she appeared in two benefit fashion shows at Saks in Phipps Plaza, as well as two other book signings in Atlanta on April 26 and 28. Proceeds from the show go to the Georgia Chapter's Alzheimer's Association.

My Mother’s Clothes By Jeannette Montgomery Barron. Welcome Books. $24.95; 112 pp.

The Runaways Finally Hits Atlanta

2010-04-09T12:34:00.000-07:00

The Runaways released in other cities three weeks ago. But today, the movie finally comes south. For reasons why this movie rocks visit the link below:

http://blogs.creativeloafing.com/screengrab/

(Photo Apparition)

Interview at Creative Loafing

2010-04-06T13:43:00.000-07:00

Yesterday, I did my first phone interview with Creative Loafing and it went live today on CL's Culture Surfing.

You can check it out here.

http://blogs.creativeloafing.com/culturesurfing/2010/04/06/a-few-questions-with-ellen-lyle-of-open-collision-dance/

Latest Post on Creative Loafing

2010-03-30T06:54:00.000-07:00

One of the most mythical and misunderstood things in this world is the female image. In honor of Women's History Month, (today's the last day!) I went to Hagedorn Gallery and viewed Women's Image. To soak in the last few hours we have, take at look at this post I wrote last week:

http://blogs.creativeloafing.com/culturesurfing/2010/03/22/girls-girls-girls-hagedorn-gallery/

*Okay, this image isn't from the exhibit, but it's a good modern woman!

And the Award Goes to...

2010-03-09T13:15:00.000-08:00

Best Nod to Fashion Royalty: Diane Kruger

Well, apparently, the cheese stands alone. And in this case, I'm the cheese. But, I care not because I believe this dress is lovely. Many have commented that it's too old school. Well, if it wasn't for that old school, we would all be at a loss. And last time I checked, when it comes to Coco Chanel, she's not old, she's a classic. To begin, the dress embraces 20s French fashion, which is nothing to be upset over. The black feathers break Kruger's gown into three distinct portions. The top and bottom portion parallel one another, while the frilly middle portion contrasts the two creating balance in its overall form. Don't listen to the critics Kruger, you've got style!

And the Award Goes to...

2010-03-09T13:02:00.000-08:00

Bow Down to the Queen

Sexy Sans Sample Size: Queen Latifah

Queen Latifah proves that's sexy doesn't equal a size two. Gown's high points: jeweled shoulder strap, sweeping bust line with matching jewels, soft pinkish/lavender color. The dress alone is a heavy-hitter, but add to that her glowing skin, good hair, and dazzling makeup, and what do you have? This Queen rules the red carpet.

And the Award Goes to...

2010-03-09T12:46:00.000-08:00

Hottest Grandma: Dame Helen Mirren

A. Mirren doesn't look like a Grandmother. B. This is not an insult. This dame is a fox. Somehow she manages to balance elegance, a hint of sexy, and still be age appropriate. Truth is, most young women don't have this much style and beauty in their little pinkie. As far as the dress goes, it really is something. Between the sparkling tool over the dress's base and the sheer sleeves, Mirren takes British sophistication to a whole new level. Whatever her secret is, it's definitely working!

And the Award Goes To....

2010-03-09T12:30:00.001-08:00

Kathryn Bigelow

Sometimes it has little to do with the fashion, and more to do with the accomplishment.

In the 82 years of the Academy, this year, 2010, is the first time a woman has won BEST DIRECTOR.

This beautiful lady, James Cameron's ex, put him to shame with her win for The Hurt Locker.

So, was it the most stunning dress of the evening. No, but she could have worn a potato sack and the night still belonged to her. It belonged to all women who ever had big dream. Her win is a win for all womankind, that we can achieve, that we can triumph, and we can do it all!

Congratulations, Kathryn Bigelow!

Ladies: Take a Cue from Ms. Sidebe

2010-03-09T11:59:00.000-08:00

If forty is the new 20, then some of these ladies aren't even born yet. Remember, you gotta crawl before you walk. That being said, ladies where is your confidence?

Miley, Hannah, whoever you are, you're practically a zillionaire, so act like it. That doesn't mean act like a snotty bitch, but we encourage you to stand up straight, hold those shoulders back, and stick out those ta-ta's. And if it was that your dress was too tight and you were afraid a ta was going to pop out, go a size larger. What does that put you in, a double zero? I heard someone say what a great a figure she has. Of course she has a perfect figure! She's 17! But really, Miley, you are a adorable, talented, and (from the interviews I've seen) a genuine person. So walk that carpet with some confidence girl!

Oh, Kristen, Kristen. We get it, your dark, beautiful, nobody gets you, and you just want to be left alone. Well, you might be in the wrong business. The tragedy is many people don't know how good you really are. Your talented. The Cake Eaters was an excellent movie that didn't get near the credit it should have. And besides the fact that we aren't clear if you like people at all, you're really something. So stop acting so socially awkward. That tortured artist thing is so 1990's.

To Kristen and Miley:

Take a page from Gabourey Sidibe's book. Man, that's one charismatic babe. Never once on camera did I see this brazen, new talent slump over, look bored, or uninterested in being there. Young talent in Hollywood, pay attention to this force because you'll all be reckoning with her for years to come.

Oscar Night: super messes

2010-03-09T11:11:00.000-08:00

Super Messes

In some ways, having some of these ladies on here is truly painful. Some have been on the Hollywood radar for years, some have even been considered fashion icons, and some, I've just always liked. But it's time to separate the fashion from the person. Remember, being perfect is not always possible.

Mariah Carey: I'm not sure the above applies to Mariah, although she has been around for quite a while. What girl around my age did not bounce around to her award winning Forever Album? Where to start? Color might be appropriate. Plain and simple, navy rarely works on the red carpet (one pass to Hilary Swank who rocked it in 2005, though it might have something to do with her perfect figure). This number has slutty bridesmaid written all over it. And what is this jewel at the hip? It's not that the color doesn't match, it's just seems out of place, like a missed price tag attached.
Charlize Theron: First, you are so beautiful, and so many times you have been the beacon of what is correct about the red carpet. But this is not one of those times. The fitting is perfect, the color is beautiful, but then we reach your rosebuds, our eyes never leave them. Little extra goodies like these (the dress's rosebuds, not hers) shouldn't detract our attention from the rest of this dress.
Maggie Gyllenhaal: At first, I hated this dress. And after four hours of seeing over and over again, it finally hit me: it's not the dress's fault, it's Maggie's stylist's fault. There's nothing wrong with the dress, necessarily. It's just NOT the correct venue. Truth is, I like the pops of color, it's almost like a canvas, and Maggie was truly stunning. It's just too casual for the biggest night of entertainment.
Amanda Seyfried: Another dress I instantly didn't like. First, though I have heard many say it compliments her skin, again no. I too am the color of a sheet, and no matter how many times I reach for light colors, I put them back. This is Armani Prive, quite similar to what Jennifer Lopez wore, but here's the difference: Jennifer filled out the dress, and Amanda, well didn't.
Zoe Saldana: I loved you long before any of these people knew who you were. I have seen Center Stage over 20 times recognizing your talent long before Hollywood caught on. But, while I love you, I did not love your dress. I get it, but, no. Much like other critics have said, you've got three distinct styles going on and they just don't meld together. Each one alone is stunning, but all together, it's just one big mess.

Again, each one of you can come back from this. Bad fashion happens to good people and just remember, 2011 is another season for second chances.

Special Dresses: Fave Five

2010-03-08T19:46:00.000-08:00

Special Dresses

People might disagree, but Penelope Cruz, Demi Moore, Jennifer Lopez, Elizabeth Banks, and
Vera Farmiga did it right. Each one of these ladies were memorable. One of the biggest crimes this year was all the stars whose black or metallic dresses blended right into the next. I couldn't distinguish one yawn from the next. Secondly, each one of these women carried themselves with grace and confidence, which is the one thing (when lacking) that can ruin an otherwise beautiful dress.

Vera Farmiga: This dress was like art. First off, the brilliant pink beautifully complimented her lovely, alabaster skin. Whereas some dress designs kept eyes concentrated in one area, (Charlize Theron) Farmiga's dress design provided a fluidity that took the eye from the very top, swirled it around her frame to its bottom and then brought it back up again. I've heard some critics become quite nasty about her choice; however, I applaud someone who's not afraid to be daring.
Demi Moore: It's just not fair. People can say what they want about plastic surgery and all that, but Damn! She looks better now than she did 20 years ago, and we should all be so lucky. And while Demi has made some awful, awful choices in the past, she really nailed it this time. From the blush shade to the fitted bodice and cascading train, Demi somehow managed to coalesce romantic frills and sexy mama all into one little package.
Elizabeth Banks: Who knew that this raunchy comedian would transform into such a dazzling princess. Ms. Banks looked like a living, breathing Cinderella. From her sparkly accessories to her form fitting bodice, you just couldn't take your eyes off this breathtaking ensemble. This gown embraced a romantic feel with the flowing train, while still exuding an obvious and modern elegance.
Jennifer Lopez: Wow! What a body! Forty years old, and putting all those 22-year olds to shame. No one could carry off this dress as well as J-Lo. This Armani Prive hugs each and every curve all over her jaw-dropping figure. Let's just say, she would have given Marylin Monroe a run for her money. Outside of her goddess-like body, we can't ignore the sheer beauty that was this dress. The main silhouette of the dress, though beautiful, was nothing in compare to the train that peeked out at us around her bodice and then protruded from the hip pouring a fountain of fabric down to the floor. She was elegance.
Penelope Cruz: It's taken me nearly a decade to forgive Cruz for her role in 2001's Blow, playing the coke head wife of Johnny Depp. It might sound ridiculous now, but it really pissed me off when she ratted out the delectable Mr. Depp in the middle of a coke rage. However, this dress, this masterpiece has completely made me do a 180 over this Oscar winning actress. Some critics believed she didn't pull off the asymmetrical bustline, but I couldn't disagree more. I thought it added a stylish and necessary twist. The rich color was perfect for her tanned skin, and the flowing skirt served as a welcome contrast to her wrapped, form-fitted bodice.

Oscars 2010: All That Glitters Is Gold...

2010-03-07T17:17:00.000-08:00

This year, it was as if stylists turned to Oscar himself for inspiration. Metallics, golds, and shimmer were the big trends for the 2010 Oscars. Some stars had style, some flare, while others we wondered, "Why are they there?" We won't mention any names-Nicole Richie.

Yesterday, on the E's Countdown to the Red Carpet special, there were a few basic rules outlined for celebrities.

No PR stunts (swan dresses, Obama dresses, etc)
Keep your boobs to yourself
The dress needs to be short or tight, but NEVER both
Don't match your eye makeup to your dress: HOKY
With accessories: Less is more

And while, crazily enough, these rules were pretty much followed-problems did hit the red carpet. Let's face it, sometimes runway doesn't translate to red carpet. Daring pick doesn't equal fabulous. And, safe doesn't mean your safe from criticism.

There's far too much to include in one post, but it's all coming, one triumph (or one mistake) at a time...

Valentine's Day...And Hold The Side Of Bitter

2010-02-13T17:59:00.000-08:00

What is it about Valentine’s Day that makes people go so crazy (Like putting pictures of pigs, kittens, and meercats on their blog)? If your single, everyone else is in a relationship and you see the pity in their eyes as if they’re going to be on suicide watch till the 15th. But don’t let them fool you. Having somebody on Valentine’s Day sucks too because now you are forced to put your love on parade. You know, the bigger the show the bigger the love—obviously that’s true (see Princess Di and Prince Charles’s wedding). So, this year let us forget mere mortal love, which could disappear at any moment. Instead, let us focus on the following classic couples, who are so iconic, they shall endure the test of time.

1. Bert and Ernie: That’s right folks, gay, straight, doesn’t matter. Their love’s as classic as Sesame Street itself. Big Bird has nothing on these two.

2. Lucy and Ricky: Offstage these two had a tumultuous relationship, but onstage they clicked like no other married TV pair. Besides, we can’t help but watch to see if he’ll ever let her in the show. Babaloo.

3. Fred and Barney: Sure they had Wilma and Betty, but Fred and Barney were thick as thieves.

4. Wilma and Betty: These broads had to be tough to put up with Fred and Barney’s shenanigans. Did anybody ever figure out how those two got these babes?

5. Arsenio Hall and Eddie Murphy: I don’t care what anybody says, when those two started improving off one another back in the 80’s, it was pure comedic romance. If you’re too young to know what I mean, rent Coming to America.

6. Scorcese and Robert De Niro: These two made beautiful movies together. Raging Bull, Goodfellas, Taxi Driver, Mean Streets and The Godfather Part II. Okay, so he’s been replaced by Leo DiCaprio, but true movie buffs will never forget the original dynamite duo.

7. Thelma and Louise: That’s right damn’t. The law, abusive husbands, not even Brad Pitt could keep these two from being together. Not in this life or the next.

8. Chocolate and Peanut Butter: Some people say the Internet is the greatest invention ever. I say that person hasn’t had a Reese’s lately.

9. Al Gore and the Internet: Wait…That doesn’t make any sense.

10. Simon and Paula: Love ‘em or leave ‘em, there’s no denying that these two have had

sparks flying since 2002. Just do it already. And by do it, I mean sex.

11. Viagra and Old Men: Back in the 90’s when this was invented, the world was forever changed. Sure, we don’t have a cure for AIDS yet, but I’ll be damned if a man over 50 should endure a flaccid penis.

12. Jay and Conan: Up until six weeks ago, this was the best couple in late night television. Damn shame really, now it’s just Conan and his millions. Poor bastard.

13. T.O. and himself: Athletes aren’t typically known for low self-esteem as it is, but Terrell Owens, aka the Showboat, takes self love to a whole new level. He is the reason “excessive celebrating” can earn a penalty.

14. Peyton Manning and Bret Farve: So, this actually didn’t happen, but we would have loved to see these two greats face off in Super Bowl 44.

15. Scarlett O’Hara and Rhett Butler: If you don’t know who this is then you suck. Before Kristen and Rob, before Brad and Angelina, there was this brooding and intense couple. And guess what Rhett: We do give a damn.

16. Marilyn Monroe and Joe DiMaggio: This was Marilyn’s second husband. Yes, they did divorce, but after her death, he put a dozen roses on her grave three times a week for 20 years. Now that’s a special delivery.

17. George Bush and Condaleeza Rice: For eight years these two ran the free world…maybe not well, but they did run it.

18. Jager (or Vodka) and Red Bull: This drink, a perfect mix of alcohol and caffeine creates many a forgotten night and nothing says smart like a depressant and a stimulant. Riddle me this: If Red Bull is supposed to help your memory, why can’t I ever remember a night that involves these concoctions?

19. Batman and Robin: Over the years, Bruce has worked his way through many ladies, but the pairing of him and his trusty sidekick has always just worked.

And my personal favorite couple—

Saturday and Sunday: Without this couple, there would be seven days of rush hour traffic, seven days of work, and basically seven days of hell. No thank you, I’ll just stick with the typical five.

Maybe the answer to this Valentine’s Day debacle is focusing on all kinds of love, not just the candle-lit kind. This year can include other great loves in our lives, like great family, great friends, and even great food. Let’s face it, in many lives today, our greatest and most long-lasting relationships aren’t hardly the ones that end in “I do’s.” They’re more frequently the ones so special that they just don’t end.

A Bitter Valentine

2010-02-12T19:44:00.000-08:00

Well it’s that time again. You just got your holiday decorations put away, you finally have a positive balance in your bank account, and bam! You look around only to find that the next “holiday” has arrived—Valentine’s Day. Ahhh yes, the big day rears its head again accompanied by oversized teddy bears, red roses, and endless calories. And while many to most celebrators are not Catholic, nor knowledgeable of St. Valentine, they all still line up with their message hearts in tow to pay homage to the day of love.

However, while for some “love is in the air”, the rest of us are choking on the fumes. So while young men are lining up buying a single rose and a box of condoms, and young women are dreaming of marriage proposals and other commitments, I have created an ultimate slasher film guide. Whether you’re single and tired of couple’s being thrown in your face, or whether you have a special someone and you’re just sick of manipulative marketing and “Hallmark Holidays”, the following list will take it all off your mind. As a special twist, my list will only include female killers. So join me as I ‘stick it to the man’!

1. Urban Legend (1998)
Murders on a college campus are eventually linked back to a pattern of urban legends.

2. Darkness Falls (2003)
The legend of the tooth fairy takes an eerie twist of betrayal, injustice, and ultimately
vengance.

3. The Uninvited (2009)
Two sisters believe their mother was killed by their father’s lover. As they search to find
answers, an even scarier secret is revealed.

4. Misery (1990)
An obsessed fan holds a retiring author hostage and tortures him to keep him writing.
(Whiner, I’d just be happy to have a fan.)

5. Carrie (1976)
A timid high school girl, raised by her fanatically religious mother, seeks revenge on fellow
students who relentlessly torture her.

6. Hush…Hush, Sweet Charlotte (1964)
Charlotte (Bette Davis) becomes a suspect for the second time in 40 years over the death of a
former lover. As she creeps further into insanity, greedy bystanders await in the wings for
her ultimate destruction.

7. Flowers in the Attic (1987)
After their father’s death, four children return to the mansion where their mother was raised.
The mother turns a blind eye as their grandmother locks them in the attic and abuses them,
so that they can inherit the family fortune.

8. Alice, Sweet Alice (1979)
A mysterious young girl is the number one suspect in the death of her older sister, and as the
body count rises, she appears less and less innocent.

9. May (2002)
A lonely girl with a difficult childhood slowly unravels as she tries to connect with other people,
but scares them off with her weird behavior. After one too many rejections she falls into a
deranged and psychotic downward spiral.

10. Day of the Woman, AKA I Spit On Your Grave (1978)
A woman is raped and humiliated by a group of men after moving away from the city to
finish her book. After healing, she seeks revenge on each man in varying degrees of psychotic
torture.

In spirit of this holiday and my movie marathon, I wrote a little poem:

Roses are red.

Violets are blue.

Mess with this bitch,

and she just might kill you.

Happy Valentine's Day

The September Issue

2010-02-12T16:59:00.000-08:00

Check out The September Issue review I wrote for Creative Loafing today. For anybody that's into fashion, you should definately get a hold of this movie. It's the complete, behind-the-scene peek you always wanted.

(Photo Roadside Attractions)

Posting With Creative Loafing

2010-02-05T13:40:00.000-08:00

As of this week, I have been interning at Creative Loafing for one month. Today, I got to post my first blog consisting of my own work. If your curious, just go to to Culture Surfing.

You should check out Culture Surfing anyway. Despite what many suburbanites think, there is an active and very eclectic art scene happening right here in our very own Atlanta. Culture Surfing keeps you up-to-date on all these artsy events, as well as keeps readers aware of various local artists.

A Plea to Girls In Tights

2010-02-04T15:00:00.000-08:00

First, I want to say tights are a miracle fashion that any size girl can embrace. For well over a year (longer for true fashionistas) girls have paraded around in these (mainly) slimming, very forgiving must-have accessory. And as time goes on, we are blessed with many more types. Now that opaque tights are at their height of popularity, girls have many spices to pick from (sporty, spicy, ginger?). For quite a while they have been found with studs, rips, patterns, you name it, they have it.

The good thing is that tights are not sizest. By sizest I mean one can weigh more than two pounds and not look like a whale in them. And for those who haven't discovered the beauty of a belt, it can create a finished look, and hide that area in your middle that tights tend to hug.

While I was shocked (and thrilled might I add) to find that tights would endure another season, there are a few rules to live by when wearing them.

I realize I just said they are size friendly, but remember that any size can be made to look bigger. So if you don't wear a belt around your middle, try to find a nice cardigan to wear, or don't be afraid to wear a size 8 when you're really a size 7. Do whatever is necessary to not show off that muffin top created by the low-rise jean phenomenon. Tights (that are too tight) can create the same issue.
Certain fabrics should never be worn. I mean leather, pleather, vinyl, or any of their cousins. They certainly shouldn't be worn across a woman's larger parts. Even thin women can look larger in pleather. So, if you are larger, please, please don't do it. If you are thin, have some sense, and don't do it. It is not Halloween.
Finally, and this is the biggest one. TIGHTS ARE NOT PANTS. Notice in the beginning, I called them accessories. Whoever gets up in the morning and throws on a pair of tights and a shirt should be ticketed. Why? Because it doesn't matter if you are two pounds, or 2oo pounds, nobody needs to know that much about you. I don't need to know what you ate for lunch yesterday. I don't need to know the whereabouts of your privates. And I certainly don't need to count the dimples on your ass. Even if you have the most perfect body on the face of this planet, do the planet a favor and put on a skirt, buy a longer top, or change into some jeans.

Please, please, please, do not ruin this trend for the rest of us. It is sure to burn out quickly. But, I doubt that any designer or fashion expert will continue making and suggesting something that is so brutally abused. It's tricky, I know, but your ass (literally) has crossed the line.

New Correct Response to the Sneeze

2010-01-29T15:02:00.000-08:00

I need to know the new protocol. When someone sneezes you used to say 'God bless you'. Now I understand that not everyone believes in a higher being, so long ago I dropped it to just 'bless you'. Although, I must admit that like comedian Dane Cook, I don't exactly like blessing someone because I'm not God. It feels a bit sanctimonious. But lately, I've been noticing that people don't even respond anymore to 'bless you'. So much so, that I'm beginning to feel a little self conscious. Is it anyone who says this common phrase? Is it just me? Do I smell?

Over time words and sayings take on new meanings. In puritan-colonial days, to call someone a hussy meant a housewife. To call someone a hussy today means you're about to get bitch slapped. Hermaphrodite is no longer an acceptable term. It is now appropriate to call that condition intersex. And so forth and so on.

So, what would be worse? To offend someone unknowingly, or to be that jackass that says nothing when someone sneezes?

Other options: Salut? No, I feel like that lame ass that says hola instead of hello. Not that Spanish is lame, it's actually a beautiful language, but it's not cute when that person is some American who literally only knows that one word in Spanish.

Gazoontite? No, that makes the loser who says salut seem like a badass. Although, gazoontite literally means that you wish them good health. Perhaps that's the message we want to send, therefore leaving an uncomfortable religious conversation far away. Then again 'I wish you good health' isn't a far cry from 'live long and prosper'.

Perhaps, we should all switch over to a more positive and cheering-style method. Maybe a fist pump and an ol' 'Wooh, way to expell that mucus!" or 'Nice snot rocket!' Nahhhh. I guess for now, I'll keep saying 'Bless You', and they'll keep saying nothing. Hey, why ruin a good thing. Good manners is so 2007.

Pet Peeve of the Week

2010-01-14T15:21:00.000-08:00

It truly bothers me, no, shakes me to the core, when I'm in the restroom, and it occurs to me that women (because I go to the woman's restroom) do not know how to properly act. Perhaps, for those who haven't been taught any better, we should make a rule list and attach it to the back of the stall door, so that ignorance may no longer be an excuse. My list would look something like this:

1. If you are a squatter, you are part of the problem, NOT part of the solution. Dare I say, you are the biggest problem because it is YOU that can't make it IN the toilet and ME that suffers the repercussions of your narcissism.
Solution: Put down a toilet seat cover. No toilet seat cover? Put down toilet paper. No toilet paper? Why are you still in this stall? But if you choose to stay, put your ass on the seat as the original inventor planned. Besides, if one's ass CHEEK has a disease, then we as a society have larger problems.

2. Put your trash in the trash can. I don't know how much simpler to make it.
Solution: If you are a germaphopic (I mean cautious about germs) and need that paper towel to turn the water on and open the door and there is no trash can by the door, take the paper towel with you and dispose of it in the NEXT trashcan. Don't leave it for others to clean up. Chances are IT ACTUALLY IS NOT THEIR JOB. Even if it was, good God they clean bathrooms, must you make their lives worse.

3. Don't urinate the floor. The fact that I need to say this appalls me. Oh it was probably a child you say, then riddle me this: Why does it happen on college campuses where there are few to no children?
Solution: Urinate in the toilet.

4. Do not be disgusting. Of course, I don't want to gross anyone out, so let me put this as abstract as possible: Being a woman entails private things. Let us all keep them private and not share them with the next restroom visitor.

5. Flush the toilet. I continue to try and wrap my mind around this one. Your lazy. You thought it did flush. You don't want touch the handle.
Solution: Don't be. You didn't. Use your foot.

There are other atrocities that occur in restrooms all over this nation every day. We all hate nasty restrooms, but following these five simple rules could make all of our lives a little easier. Be considerate of those that follow you, and don't take for granted the luxury of public bathrooms. Be polite to those in the restroom with you, and the next time you urinate on the seat and leave it, know this: I'm right behind you and cursing your name.

A New Beginning

2009-12-31T12:20:00.000-08:00

It recently occurred to me that today is the end of a decade. Why this didn't hit me earlier, I am not sure, but the end result is the beginning of a new human marked time. Perhaps that is why I didn't notice it, because as humans, we tend not to feel what is in front of us as much as we tend to feel what is behind us. And to those of us who are old enough, we can look back on the past ten years. The ups and downs, the gains and losses, the triumphs and mistakes all float back to us, or in my case rush at me from all sides as I consider the choices I made and the situations I couldn't control.
And I think back to ten years ago, a brand new millennium, when I was just 14, but I at the time I felt pretty much the same as I do now. But I never really was a child, just full of childish ideas sometimes. I remember being upset because I couldn't drive, and it was sure to be the wildest party the Earth had seen in a thousand years. Somehow I survived, perhaps it was the other 14 year old, Ashley Wright, who giggled over our youth on the phone, or maybe the fact that I definitely made up for that night in the coming years--though perhaps not always in a pleasing way for my friends who often had to come to my rescue over the next handful of years.
And now, my head drifts to 14 year olds today who probably feel 20 years old and long to run free and be released of the shackles of those hardest of years, where you know how to do it, but no one will let you. How old they must feel, while in truth they haven't even begun. Too bad I couldn't recognize those facts 10 years prior for myself...
A lot happens between the ages of 14 and 24. The biggest events in my life have occurred so far within this chunk of time, and though I feel quite old today, there is no doubt in my mind that I will look back to the next 10 years and remember at 34 just how young I am today. Though I feel like I have battled a lot for my age, I am quite sure that I am still full of naivety somehow, and though I do not like the thought of aging, somehow it is comforting to know that there are still things left to be learned.
Perhaps that is how I can sum up the last ten years of my life, a learning experience. And much like academically, it took quite a few run throughs to start getting things right. Many of life's lessons, I have fought tooth and nail against, but in the end, the world has a way of setting you straight, no matter how much fight you have in you.
Somehow, I can't help but feel a little sad today. As a Taurus, I find it quite hard to move on and even harder to accept the vast changes that come with this ever changing life. But, I suppose in the time that humans have created, I have picked no better day to end the unintended seven year moonlighting position of indentured servitude...oh excuse me, I meant serving...tables that is. Funny that the former quite literally did last seven years when people wanted to become Americans long ago. And in a way, I feel like I have paid many debts to get me where I am today. And even though I have made countless mistakes along the way, I would not change one thing, not because I don't have regrets, but because I fear that if it were for one different breath, one changed step, I would not be sitting here, but somewhere else. And whether somewhere else would be better or worse, for now, there is no place I would rather be than here (minus that whole job thing I have to do tonight).
So for anyone that has to endure this passage, I wish you a wonderfully fun (and safe) New Year. May the coming decade bring all the joy you deserve!

Happy New Year!

To My One True Love

2009-12-25T08:46:00.000-08:00

Casey

On the 12th day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, everything I will ever need...by just being exactly who he is.

On the final and twelfth day of Christmas I am breaking my pattern of numbers because I just can't find a number to define what you mean to me. It is hard to believe we have known each other for nearly five years now. I can't tell you in words how much you add to my life. The last years have been some of the happiest in my life, and I owe quite a bit of that feeling to you.

And how lucky do I feel that you are not only my love, but you are my companion and my best friend too. How can I thank you for the things you do for me on a daily basis? I suppose I could start by telling you...

I thank you for being there for me when I fall apart, and for being there to build me back up again. I thank you for always believing in me, when I never have known how. Thank you for helping me financially as I try to make it to graduation. My hope is that I can return the favor when I am steady on my feet. Thank you for cooking for me all the time, buying us dinner when we are both exhausted, and constantly bringing us home little treats for our unquenchable sweet tooth. Most of all, I think you for your constant consideration. My whole life I had been taught that men are inconsiderate, but you changed that.

I hate to sound cliche, but they broke the mold when they made you. You are everything I ever wanted and more. In so many ways you have changed my life and gave me strength I had long ago forgotten about. I love the way you know what I'm thinking just my looking at my face or by hearing the sound of my voice. I love the way you know me so well. Most of all, I love the way we love each other.

And no matter how tough things get from time to time, know that we always have one another. I know that's what gets me through as I struggle to meet my goals. I know that no matter how horrible my day is, no matter how much school kicks my ass, no matter how crappy customers at work treat me, I have a sweet, gentle, and loving person to come home to, and that is the greatest Christmas gift I could ever receive!

All My Love,

Salina

William Albert

2009-12-23T20:40:00.000-08:00

Dear Dad

On the 11th day of Christmas, my father gave to me, eleven traits that unknowingly came from him.

I regret to say for a long time, I didn't really know you. But as it came to be, I am so happy that you are such a big, and special, part of my life now. Here is 11 things that definitely came from you, most I wasn't sure of until we became closer:

intelligence

shyness

ability to fake an outgoing personality

sensitivity

bark worse than our bite

straight forward/straight shooter

hard worker (although arguably that came from everyone)

wrong person to back into a corner

silly singing and dancing (also arguable from several people)

tendency to talk over people when we're excited

big calves

There is no doubt in my mind that there are many, many more things we have in common, but, you know, I'm trying to keep a theme up here. Still, as time goes on, I find that we share more and more in our basic personalities and other things than I ever imagined.

I can't tell you how much it means to me that we are closer now. I know the family history is complicated, but I am glad that we could finally get passed things neither one of us could control. And strange enough, but as time goes on, I feel like we get even better at this father-daughter thing. Thank you for all you have helped me with over the past [almost three] years now. You have talked to me when I'm upset, helped make ends meet when things are tough, and just been an all around great dad. Especially if you consider how far away we live from each other.

I hate that we had to cut the New York trip, but the important thing is that we get the chance to see each other over the holidays. And hopefully, soon Casey and I can make the trip to see you. We both just have the worst schedules ever. Anyways, I hope you don't mind me saying this, but I have never seen you as happy as you are lately. It really is great to see, and I hope that your happiness only grows and continues on through out the years.

I know I'm not going to see you on Christmas Day, but I think what you are doing is very sweet and speaks to the very kind person you are. I'm sure that when you're surrounded by good and loving company, you will have a very Merry Christmas, but just remember you have a whole family in Georgia missing and loving you. Keep in touch about when you are able to get into town, and I am so excited to see you.

Love Always,

Cee

Holden

2009-12-23T08:05:00.000-08:00

Dear Holden

On the 10th day of Christmas, my cousin gave to me, 10 bruises purposefully.

From ambushing and beating me up while I'm on the couch to attacking me directly, you have consistently been trying to kill me since you were little. But it's okay because I know that it's mostly in love.

However, I must mention that you are a great cousin. For as long as I can remember, and to this day, you still are so good to me when I come to visit. You're always so helpful and willing to go get me food or whatever I need. Thank you for always making me feel welcome when I come down to your side of town. And though I can't come over as much as I used to, I enjoy being around you every time I can get there...

I can't believe that you are 14 years old. It is so weird to think that at one point I was holding you in my arms, and you were just a brand new baby. It is quite crazy to see you go through the phases. I watched you grow into your head, and don't take it personally, I'm still growing into my teeth so... You just used to hit that cannonball on every wall, table, floor. It was as if there was a magnet in that thing.

Then I experienced your question phase, which I'm no doctor, but I'm relatively sure that it lasted longer than most and at the movies you came close to losing your life. At the time your volume never changed, no matter the circumstance.

And now I'm watching you go through a new phase. Being a teenager is a mixed blessing you see because it's when you have the least responsibilities with the most freedom. On the other hand, you never feel more awkward, misunderstood, or insecure. There's a reason they call it teen angst. And it almost seems like tradition that the moment you hit 13, everything gets weird. But you will also have some of the best times of your life. Remember to not listen to other people's experiences, and concentrate on making your own.

But Holden just remember that you are an intelligent, inquisitive, and creative person. For a while I thought you were going to grow up to be a writer like your cousin. You've got all the stuff their to do it. But then I think about your Uncle Billy that thinks you've got everything it takes to be a pro bicycler. And that's it, you have all the tools there to do or be whatever you want to be. Not everybody has that ability, so you should be happy to be one of the few who do.

Just so you know, it does make me sad that I can't be down there as often, but that makes the times I get there all the more special. I look forward to seeing you at Christmas!!

Love Always,

Salina

Scherry

2009-12-21T13:20:00.000-08:00

Dearest Scherry

On the 9th day of Christmas, my God-Mother gave to me, nine inspirations as to the woman I wanted to be.

The following traits you possess I have always admired and aspired to in my own life:

independence

intelligence
beauty

domestication

creativity

style

sophistication

an insatiable laugh

How on Earth could I leave a fellow Smith out of the running for my family Christmas blog? (Although technically I'm only half Smith) And though we may not be blood related, nor right down the street from each other anymore, you are never far from my thoughts. This also doesn't make you any less like family, after all, you are my God-Mother. And so what if we're not Catholic, we can do what we like, and you were ordained by the hand of friendship to take me off my mother's hands from time to time and buy me really cool stuff.

I couldn't ask for a better (or crazier) God-Mother. But what I want you to know is how much I have appreciated having you in my life. No wonder I have never felt like a child. I only had adult friends, and you were always one of them. What has really been special about our relationship is that we have loved each other up close when possible and from a distance when necessary without judgment.

Scherry you are much like a fine wine, and you only get better with age. I can only hope that I will be as fortunate as you in that department. And while I hope to somehow luck out there, we actually have quite a lot in common, especially our nature, which is mostly affected by our Taurean birth. We crave the fine things in life, from aesthetics to dining to luxurious home comforts. We are also both slaves to our schedules and despise change.

But the one change I could handle is if you ever decide to move back home...though I couldn't blame you if you didn't (since Georgia sucks). At any rate, though I won't see you over the holidays, I hope that you have a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

Love Always,

Salina

Sheldon

2009-12-20T19:57:00.000-08:00

Dear Sheldon

On the 8th day of Christmas, my cousin gave to me, eight bruises accidentally.

This is quite a true statement by the way. In every sense of the word, you have always been Bam-Bam. From the time you were two, and nearly gave me a concussion, to now when you hug me and almost break me in two. But that's okay because your like over 6 feet tall, and you've practically outgrew me by the time you were four.

But despite all the bruises I have accumulated over the years, I want you to know that you are a wonderful cousin. I actually look at you and Holden as more like my nephew's because of the age difference...I mean what age difference? I'm only 19 you know.

Seriously though, thank you for always putting up with me being at your house when I was younger and always having these "serious" chats with your mom, and then kicking you out of the room. Thank you for always doing just about whatever I ask and of course always making me feel right at home when I come over. If that's not a good cousin, then I ask, what is?

And of course, there is just the person, almost a man, that you have grown into. You are genuinely sweet (definitely didn't get that from me), and not just with people you like, but everybody. I mean I have watched you help random strangers with packages, hold open doors, etc. I mean that kind of stuff ended way before my generation, so it is good to see someone still be so kind and respectful to others...without money even.

Of course all you have accomplished academically is amazing. I can't believe your in college. All I ask is that you not graduate before me...please. Don't shame me. Really I am 87 percent kidding, and 67 percent okay with you graduating before me. I wish you good luck in all your future endeavours, but clearly with brains like yours, you don't even need luck.

Finally, this is important. It is from me to you, cousin to cousin, and straight from the heart. Enjoy your life! You only get one, and you're young. Don't waste it all behind a desk or on a computer. I will add to not necessarily have as much fun as some of us (aka me), but relax! You have got plenty of time, and you won't be young forever. Those bills and all that other yucky adult crap sneaks up on you faster than you realize. In the end, life is about more than just school, careers, and money. It's also about friends, family, and fun!

Anyway, I miss you and I will see you on Christmas. Until then have a great winter break!

Love,

Salina

Unca Bob

2009-12-19T09:32:00.001-08:00

Dear Bob

On the 7th day of Christmas, my uncle gave to me, seven of the best holiday recipes.

Lamb

Holiday bake

broccoli cheese casserole

oyster dressing

Kentucky Derby Pie

Tenderloin

I wanted to use this as an ode to your wonderful cooking skills. Everything you make is so delicious, and you really are talented. When you said you wanted to go to school for cooking, I really thought, and think, that would be such a perfect opportunity for you. You love it, and I believe that everyone should have the chance to do what they love, and that is where they will be the most successful.

Outside of that, I want you to know that I am very happy for you and Kim. She is a very kind woman, and you can really tell that right off the bat. And I think you are so great with kids that I'm glad that her kids get the chance to experience just how great you really are. I sure know you were always great with me. Who else would get up on the roof and stomp around just so I would think Santa was up there?

Aside from that, I think you and I have a lot in common, you know besides being related and all. I mean, we are both graduating at the same age from college, we both have always valued our friendships at the same high level, and we both have had our fair share of fun. It was always nice to have someone in the family who could sympathize with where I was coming from.

You are such a kind person with such a big heart. I know you have had some rough patches over the past few years or so, and all I hope for you is that your struggles lessen and that you find all the happiness in life that you so very much deserve.

At some point, I really wish that you could come up and see where Casey and I live. Maybe we could go out for lunch or something, if you ever have time that is. Anyway, I look forward to spending Christmas Eve with you and I love you very, very much. Thanks for always being such a great uncle.

Salina

Ali Marie

2009-12-18T19:02:00.000-08:00

Ali

Okay, so I really just wrote you a pretty in-depth letter for your birthday. At first, I was worried that I might not have much to say, but after some thought, it occurred to me that I certainly do have a few things to tell you.

I mainly reminisced in your birthday letter, and as I have said continually in these posts to all our friends, I am tired of recounting the past and ready to make new memories as we go further into adulthood.

So, I was thinking about you and all I've seen you do over the years, and suddenly it hit me that their is kind of a pattern with you. For as long as I've known you now, you are always and forever taking care of people. Maybe it's because your the first born, maybe it's your nurturing personality, or perhaps it is your strong will. Most likely, it all these things and more that make people seek you out when they are ill, either physically, emotionally, or both.

One thing is for sure, there are few people who do what you do as well as you do. When someone needs you, you take your job very seriously and devote all your time to that person. I've seen you do this with various family members, friends, and in your relationships. I really admire you for that, and I thought you should know.

But then, you see, as I contemplated your wonderful care taking abilities, I then had another thought. What we do for others, we can't seem to do for ourselves. Like me, many people have come to me for years now asking advice. But when it comes to advising myself, what am I supposed to do? So for you, my dear friend, I imagine when it comes time for you to fall apart or break down, it must be rather difficult for you to reach out. And when I think back, I realize, outside of a very few times, I never have seen you be much other than strong and dependable Ali.

So this Christmas, I give you the gift of a shoulder, my shoulder. If you ever need anyone, I hope you know, that although there is 85 million miles between Jackson and Gwinnett, most of the time, there is cell phone reception. And if that's not good enough, you can come to me, or I will come to you (A GPS was on my Christmas list).

We've been friends for over 10 years now, and we've known each other far longer than that. I just want you to always remember that you have a friend in me. I can't wait to make memories over the next ten years, and the ten years after that (minus that whole getting older crap).

I can't wait to see you at our Christmas exchange, and I wish a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all your friends and loved ones.

Love Always,

Salina

Mother Teresa

2009-12-18T18:18:00.000-08:00

Dear Teresa

On the 6th day of Christmas, Aunt Teresa gave to me, six things to appreciate about my life.

My family that loves and thinks of me all the time

A relationship with a man that always treats me the way I deserve to be treated

God who has watched over me my entire life

An education which will enable me to have an easier life

An Aunt who put me on her cell phone family plan

An Aunt who used her credit to buy me a car

So, maybe you didn't say all those things, but your the certainly the reason that I can appreciate many of them. Whenever I'm upset, you always have a special way to calm me down, cheer me up, or whatever the specific situation calls for. I don't even have to say anything but "hey" and you know immediately what kind of day I'm having. This is one of the many reasons I call you "Mother Teresa". You give yourself everyday. You are kind of like "The Giving Tree", all I ask is that you don't let your story end the way that one did.

Without question or qualm you give to your family, your friends, and even those you have never met. Constantly, I see you involved in some kind of charity. Whether it is donating cell phones to battered women's shelters, donating your time to senior citizens retirement homes, or even donating your own hair to "locks of love", you are always giving, giving, and giving.

Today, I want to list six things I appreciate about you:

The way you give with all your heart

The way you love without judgement

The way you love your family

The way you always know how to make me smile

The way you always give thoughtful advice

The way you only want to watch movies with happy endings (I dunno know why, it's just really cute)

The reason I added the picture I did was two-fold. One, it is an image and idea I know you would appreciate. But the other reason is that I can't help but feel like you have been my guardian angel. You have been there for me more times than I can remember (seriously some I don't remember), and no matter how rotten I was, no matter how much trouble I caused, you never left me, never judged me...You just kept loving me, believing in me, and trying to push me in the right direction.

You are an amazing person. You may not be as infamous as Mother Teresa, but I have no doubt that you have left just as big a mark on the people in your small circle. I feel bad for those who haven't got an Aunt T, those who don't know how wonderful it feels to have the best aunt in the world in their life. On the other hand, I'm so happy that you are mine, and that I don't have to share you with anyone else...yet that is...but if I ever have to, there is a good chance I will be willing to share by then.

I can't wait for you to come visit me on Monday, nor can I wait to spend time with you and the rest of the family on Christmas!

Love Always,

Your Favorite Niece

Ashley Dawn

2009-12-17T22:09:00.000-08:00

Ashley

Okay, ignore the banner that says 2008. I just thought this was a great city landscape at Christmas, and since that's where you are, I thought you might like it.

The other day, I came across the photo album you made me before I moved to Gwinnett, and it really made me think. I thought about all the times we've shared, the good, the bad, and the plain ole ugly. But the truth is, I suppose I wouldn't trade hardly any of those memories.

People who know me now probably wouldn't think it, but we sure knew how to get in trouble. I think we were practically professionals. Looking back at all the things we did, I'm just glad we're alive. I see a movie like The Hangover, and I can't help but laugh because for a long time was that not our life?

But here we are now, getting too old for that childish shit. And it is weird to say that, ya' know? What I really want to talk about is how proud I am of you. Your about to graduate college, and you have worked so hard to get there. God knows I understand, because while we may have had help here and there along the way, in the end, it is only us that can truly accomplish such a feat. And I know it means similar things to us since we are both the first in a while within our families to graduate college.

I want you to know that I wish you only the best in your future. You do deserve it. I think the tricky thing might be getting you to believe it. I know we both sometimes don't feel worthy of certain things. One might be that whole low self-esteem thing, but the other is because of things we have done that we aren't too proud of. The truth is I hope eventually we can forgive ourselves for things that have already passed and that simply can't be changed at this point.

This Christmas I wish to give you the gift of recognition. Not recognition from me, but from you to remember the great strength you carry inside yourself. I think along the way you might have forgotten, but I haven't. You are one of the strongest people I know, though you may have convinced yourself otherwise over the past few years. But I have seen you triumph over great hardship, and I believe that you have everything it takes to recognize the greatness you possess within yourself.

You are so many things, and the only thing left you need is a license so you can get around and get a job to start a long and successful career. As you finish up your college career, focus on what you think you can provide the world, what will make you happy, and all the things you have to offer. I see the many things, now it is time you do to. Take that kind heart and gentle nature and find a way to help other people. I think that is what you really want, and I think there is no one better or stronger to help those in need.

I hate to sound cliche, but you are my sister. I feel that all of our friends our like sisters, but after living together for so long, I know that you and I have a special bond. And even though it was time to move on, I will always treasure the time we spent in the Muse's, Durango's, Sidebar, Gibney's, etc, etc, etc.

When I was little I used to watch Anne of Green Gables all of the time. You know my middle name was chosen because of Anne. Anne used to call her best friend Diana her kindred spirit. That's what we are. You are my soul mate and I love you with all my heart.

Salina

Harry Smith

2009-12-17T20:50:00.000-08:00

Dear Peep

On the 5th day of Christmas, my Peep gave to me, five rules to live by.

1. Always expect the worst, that way when something good happens, you will be presently surprised.

2. To believe in God and Jesus, and the rest is up to fate.

3. To always work hard, no matter what your job and no matter what your title.

4. To love and protect your family at all costs.

5. To find a career or job that makes you happy.

First, I must tell you that you have taught me much more than this over the years, but these are some of the main things I have gotten from you. Some were spoken and others I have constructed from the many conversations we have had over the years. In the end, much of what you have said has shaped who I am today, and it has molded me into who I will always be.

It's funny because I have never agreed on so many points with someone and at the same time disagreed with someone on just as many other points. But the thing is, no matter how much I don't see eye to eye with you on certain issues, I still respect the hell out of you. I always have and I always will.

Over the years, I have always enjoyed spending time with you. Reading to you on the way to school in the mornings when I was little, or playing ABC games in the car when you picked me up from school. In fact, probably half of my memories of you occurred in the car when you were taking me to and fro. And in case I never said thank you for that, well, thank you. I probably owe you 2 bajillion dollars in gas money.

You are a really great person. I have this sneaking suspicion that you may not know that you are. In fact, as I write these, and think about the many wonderful people in my life, it has occurred to me that many people don't know how great they really are. So I guess what I'm hoping is that you know. My whole life, all I have ever seen is you sacrifice for the ones you love in countless ways. God knows, you certainly have done so for me.

How do you say thank you for the person who made sure you never did without? The person who fed and clothed you, the person who gave you all your hearts desires? Truth is, I don't know. I've been trying to figure that out for years now. About the best I've come up with is this:

Thank you Peep. You have given me so many wonderful things. True, many might be monetary, but many more things come to mind for me. Thank you for teaching me to be a hard worker, my diligence, my stubbornness, how to find success, the importance of education, the importance of God, that people will let you down and how to not let down others, a love for music, the greatness of The Lone Ranger, how to pick your nose in a convert able, the importance of exercise, the importance of a good diet, how to make a good campfire dinner, etc, etc, etc.

Most importantly, I want you to know that I am OK and I feel I am going to make a place for myself in the world. Sometimes I feared you thought that you might be forced to always take care of me, but I have worked to provide myself with an education and soon a career as well. In the end all I want, all I have ever wanted is to make you proud.

In the end, what I want you to know more than anything, is how much you mean to me. I love you so much, and nothing in this world could ever change that. I know we had our difficulties, especially when I was a teenager, but that never put a dent in how much our relationship means to me, how good of a man I think you are, and how wonderful of a grandfather you have always been.

Merry Christmas, and I can't wait to see you Christmas Eve.

All My Love,

Salina

Kelly Esther

2009-12-17T10:57:00.000-08:00

Kelly

I'm not sure why, but silly images like this always remind me of you. I think the one on top is me as your "secret" Santa this year. Oh, Kelly, Kelly, where to start? It's always a little harder with you because we don't really get very sentimental with each other. Hell, we don't even hug. But, I want you to know just because we aren't affectionate with each other does not mean I love you any less. In my defense, I'm pretty much that way with everybody. I like to think that's just your way of being respectful of my feelings towards constant hugging.

Aside from that, I do have much to say. One is you will never know how much I appreciate the words of kindness you give me. I think you know that the past few years have been a struggle for me, yet you always know what to say to make me feel better. I like to think I am someone to come to for advice, but when it comes to me, frankly, I don't know jack. Several times, I feel that without your guidance I would have been quite lost.

Since 2007, I feel that you have been like my biggest fan. You shower me with more compliments than almost anyone, and I want you to know they don't go unnoticed. I'm just not very good at accepting them. That's just my attempt to not become vain. But the main point is, I appreciate the faith that you've had in me. I know not everyone felt quite the same at first (not out of our friends, but you know what I mean).

Next, I'd like to take a moment out to celebrate the person you have become. I am so amazed every time I see you. You know, it's hard to know someone since they were little and then watch them grow up. It's like this one image gets stuck in your head. For me, it is the Kelly driving around in a Cavalier, chain smoking, wearing all black and bracelets with spikes freaking out and trying to figure out what we were going to do that night. You and I always had that in common, we always had to be doing something. Maybe that is why both of us had to get set flat on our asses to see that wasn't so.

But I look at you now, and you are all grown up, and it's weird for me because, you see, I still see all of us as 17. But then I have people calling me ma'am, and I'm like what the hell are they talking about? I'm just a kid. But we're not, and I guess it's not that bad. I'm so happy for you and all of your achievements. You have always been so smart, but it seems that you never had a lot of faith in yourself when it came to that. But look at you now; you with your kind and loving husband, beautiful house, good career, and three very excited puppies. It will not shock me in the least to soon hear the pitter patter of little feet around your house either because if there is one other thing I know about you, you will make a wonderful mother. I can't wait to know your children, and they'll call me "mom's crazy friend".

To round this out, just go on being the kind person you always have been. For those who couldn't, or can't, see it, screw them. This Christmas, I give you the gift of knowing yourself, appreciating yourself, and being yourself. I wish a Merry Christmas to you and all your loved ones. Can't wait to see you at the Christmas exchange. Get me something good.

Love you,

Salina

To Grandad

2009-12-16T13:12:00.000-08:00

Dear Grandad,

On the 4th day of Christmas, my grandad gave to me, four silly nicknames.

Anyone who knows you and me know that you have way more than four nicknames for the people you know best. No, I'm not going to list them because they are all way to silly and embarrassing. But, ever since you came along, all I know is that silly (and sometimes ridiculous) nicknames seem to find me.

The older I get, the more I realize how much you helped me when I was little, even though I didn't know it. You (and grandmommy) for that matter were at times like unsung heroes. Anytime I needed something (and it wasn't completely crazy) I know that you were willing to help out in whatever way possible. That's just the kind of person you are, and I admire that. You give, and you don't expect anything in return. I've seen you help out so many people, from your family to friends in need. You don't do it because you have to, you do it because you want to and it is the right thing to do. That is also just the kind of person you are. (In case you are not catching the pattern, this makes you a pretty great person)

And not only are you a giver, but most of the time, you are so quiet about your giving, that people may not remember. I just want you to know that I remember. You didn't have the easiest life, but you made the best of it. That takes a lot of courage, and I think you to be a very courageous person. I really respect you.

I don't even mind it when you are grumpy. I might be a lot more grumpy if I was you. Heck, I am grumpy, so maybe I just relate. But I also know, for the most part, I can tell you to snap out of it, and you will. Once again, not because you have to, but because you want to and you know it's the right thing to do.

When I really started to understand you was when I found out you are a Pisces with a Taurus rising. Yeah, yeah, I know your not crazy about the stuff, but I am so deal with it. Once again, not because you have to, but because you know it's the right thing to do. Seriously, though, poor grandad. To have such conflicting emotions, attitudes, behaviors, and beliefs swirling around in one person, I'm amazed you get out the bed.

But the thing is, grumpy, happy, sick, well, angry, goofy, or whatever emotion you are at that moment, I love them all because I love you. I don't do it because I have to. I do it because I want to and it's right. And that's what I've gotten from you.

Love Always and Forever,

Pigeon Toes

Sarah

2009-12-14T15:34:00.000-08:00

To Sarah

Shame on us. We don't even live that far from each other, but I never see you. Sadly, I might see you the least. So even though it isn't quite New Year's yet, I proclaim it is time for a resolution to make time for seeing each other.

Outside of that little blip, I hope that all in your life is well right now. Normally, I hear from people when something is wrong, so though it might be kind of lonely, I can comfort myself with the fact that most likely everything is going well.

It's always intimidating to me when I write you, but mostly because I know you are such a good damn writer. But today, I write not to impress, but to celebrate. Today, I write to celebrate somewhere in the ballpark of a 12 year friendship. Meaning that 12-year-olds are the age we were when we became friends, and all I can do is hope that they raise as much hell as we did.

As I have said before, while I love to reminisce, what I want now is the chance to create new memories. I can't wait to grow old with you and all our friends (Except for the old part). I think we will make a hell of a Pinochle team, or beer pong champion team...if so I will cheer you all on the best I can.

So many changes have occurred throughout our friendship. We have grown in countless ways and we have only just begun. I just love the person you are. Sarah, you just exude this great energy, like you are at peace with yourself and your place in the world. And that's no small feat. Many days I'm not at peace with anything, let along who I am.

My Christmas wish for you is that you follow your dreams, no matter what those dreams may be. I know at one point you wanted to leave the country and work in Europe. Well, my wish is that you make that dream come true. You are so full of talent that it blows my mind. I can't wait to be the one you share your many achievements with. As a fellow writer, I know that we need other people to read our work, almost as much as we need to write it. This need is just inside us, and there isn't much we can do about it.

Outside of talent, you are one of the warmest, kindest, and most giving people I know (a credit to the female race if you will). It is who you are and who you have always been. No matter where you are or what you do, you are going to shine Sarah. You have no choice because this is your fate.

May you and all your loved ones enjoy a Merry Christmas. I love you with all my heart and I will see you at the Christmas exchange next year.

Love,

Salina

*Congratulations again on becoming an aunt!!!

Jessica Nacole

2009-12-14T15:05:00.000-08:00

Jessica

I realized the other day that you and I have known each other for 15 years. You are the oldest friend that is still a part of my life. Not you old, the friendship old... Just wanted to make that clear. Just to think that we literally played on the playground together, and now you have a little girl old enough to do the same is quite a trip. And what a trip it has been...

I know we have slipped in and out of each other's daily life depending on circumstances, but you have never been more than a phone call away. It is also comforting to know that there are people in my life that we can just pick up instantly where we left off, and you are certainly one of those people.

I know you have had to put up with my shenanigans over the years, and for that I thank you tremendously. A few years ago, I wasn't myself. Looking back then, I don't even know that girl, but I'm sure glad you thought I was worth the trouble.

Seeing you go through the things you have the past few years has not been easy. Sometimes I wanted to get involved, but I thought the better thing to do was wait till you needed me and not interfere. I know things have been tough, but as I have been saying all along, you are a very strong woman, though you may not always feel that you are so. But life has a funny way of playing tricks on us, though it may not seem all that funny.

Seeing past all the hardship that life brings may seem impossible, but with faith, we can overcome anything. And if there is anything your family has given you, it is faith.

I feel like I've been writing this a lot lately, but I hope you can begin to see all the things you can offer. And I'm not just talking about looks. Of course you are very beautiful, but there is so many other things that being a woman is all about, and so many more things that you have. You are bright, responsible, and dilligent. Your whole life, I feel these qualities are the ones you have had the hardest time seeing. If you put your mind to it, there is nothing you can not do.

So this Christmas, I give you the gift of loving yourself. It is the first step to the rest of your life. And I forsee a wonderful life. It is right at your fingertips, like the rest of us, all you have to do is grab it with both hands. I want you to know that I have and always will believe in you.

Merry Christmas to you and all of your loved ones. May you receive all of life's little blessings. See you at our gift exchange.

Love Always,

Cee

Anna Darlene

2009-12-14T14:41:00.000-08:00

Grandmommy

On the third day of Christmas, my grandma gave to me, three chances I didn't quite deserve...

When I was in high school, no one else thought I should have a car, and you supported it.

When I left school and work in 2007 because I didn't know what I wanted anymore, you supported me.

When I decided to get my second car, you supported me.

Some of these situations worked out for the best, and others, well, not so much, but you always believed in me. No matter what, you stood by me, even when I was dead wrong, you never left my side. Blind love, now there's something you don't see every day.

Ever since I was little, you just took me under your wing, no questions asked. For that, and so many other things, I thank you. You are a strong and wonderful woman, full of so much talent. Everything you touch turns to gold, though I don't think you see it.

From you, there is no doubt that I got my sharp eye and appreciation for all that is beautiful. If luxury is a inherited trait, then you must have genetically passed it down, as well as my affinity for various hairstyles.

If there is one thing we share, it is a love for the holidays. And no matter how screwed up the last Christmas was, we still look forward to the next one just as much, if not more. The older I get, the more I appreciate my family, all that has been done for me, and all that we do for one another. I'm sorry I distanced myself for so long, but know that you were never far from my thoughts, nor out of my heart.

If I could ask for one thing this Christmas, I ask that you see all the wonderful things in yourself that I have seen my entire life. Merry Christmas and I look forward, as always, to our family getting together Christmas Eve.

Love,

Salina

To Nancy Jo

2009-12-14T13:58:00.000-08:00

Grandmommy,

On the second day of Christmas, my grandma gave to me, two very special memories...

Well, truthfully, you've given me many more, but I want to share with you my two favorites. The first, is when I was little and used to stay with you while my mom went to work. Every day she would drop me off with McDonald's pancakes, and every morning I would share one with you.

My other favorite memory of you and I is when we used to watch Guiding Light together. Surely, I would be playing with dolls or some other toy, but for a good minute I was just as up to date on the scandal as you.

And today, we still share a passion for some similar shows. I can't wait to call you and talk about Desperate Housewives and all their latest antics. And though these memories will never leave my heart and mind, that is not all I wish to say to you.

Thank you for always being there for me. You are such a wonderful grandmother and I know I can always talk to you, no matter how sensitive the subject. Anytime I feel upset about something, you always seem to know exactly what to say. Your wisdom has guided me many times, and for that I am forever in your debt. And even when you know I am headed down the wrong path, you still manage to love me without judgement.

I suppose the other thing I could think you for is for my stubborness. For today though, we shall call it dilligence. While stubborness has gotten me in trouble a few times, dilligence has served me well in school and my relationships. So I thank you for this character trait. For now, all I can hope is that one day, I am as dilligent as you.

Finally, I think you for the lessons you have taught me, and chief among those, is to pick my battles. This mentality has saved me many times from a hard and useless road. Taking the road less traveled is one thing, but to take the road with landmines is just ridiculous.

I wish you a Merry Christmas, full of joy, family, and love. Most of all, as we gather this year, may we remember the reason for the season.

All my love,

Salina Anne

Sabrina

2009-12-14T12:25:00.000-08:00

Mom

On the first day of Christmas, my mother gave to me, my basic personality.

From my facial expressions to my sarcastic wit, there is no doubt who has influenced the person I am most. Sometimes we are so much alike it's scary. But I guess I should say thanks. If ripping off personalities was copyright infringement, you could sue me big time.

Every time it comes to writing to you is when I seem to freeze up the most. As I have said before, how do you thank the woman who gave you life? Some days, I think the finger might be the best way, but most days, I know I owe you everything. I suppose there is no more appropriate person to start off my 12 Days of Christmas with.

You and I both know you weren't a conventional mother, and I guess thank you for that. I wouldn't be who I am today, if it wasn't for who you were then. However, I sure appreciate who you have become today, as we both continue to grow up. I think both of us can see that a person never truly stops growing and changing. If they did, what purpose could life truly serve? But the person you have become over the past few years has been a life saver. You have, for the most part, become so much more patient and calm. I never thought I would be able to come to you to calm me down, but I can, and I do. So I thank you.

I am so excited to share another Christmas with you and our family. This time of year is so special to me, and I spend a great part of the year anticipating the next time it will all come around again. Though you are just about the world's greatest Christmas gift giver, I want you to know that I don't care about presents, not even a fraction of how much I care about you.

I know you get down on yourself sometimes about when I was little, but I think you are the best mom, and my favorite for that matter. So this Christmas I celebrate you and everything you are, and everything you will be. Sometimes you have been like a friend, other times like a sister, but at the end of the day you are one hell of a mother.

Love,

Cee

2009-12-14T12:17:00.000-08:00

The Twelve Days of Christmas

To My Beloved Family

This year, I regret to say that money is a little tighter than normal. However, as you know I am a big fan of going shopping for Christmas for my family. Since that isn't an option this year, my gift will be the gift of words. Each day, I will post and dedicate a new blog to a new family member, which will run straight up until Christmas Day. You have been randomly selected, so the order has no meaning, and I hope you enjoy Salina's Twelve Days of Christmas!

Love Always,

Salina

To Sylvia

2009-12-14T11:34:00.000-08:00

Sibby Sue

First, may I congratulate you on becoming an aunt and an extended congratulations to your future niece or nephew who will undoubtedly be the luckiest little one I know. Please tell your sister and Kirk how happy I am for them. I'm sure the world will rarely see two people make that good of parents.

Where should I start Sylvia? You are so many wonderful things, and it is amazing that one person can be so great. Your quirky sense of humor, kind heart, and great dance moves make you close to the perfect woman. Anytime I am in my car jammin' out, there is no one I would rather be with. Sometimes it would be more mellow like listening to Staind out in front of Marcus's house, and sometimes we would tear it up with Three 6; you as Juicy J, me as Gangsta Boo?

But I am tired of talking about memories and am excited to make new ones as each of us venture further into our adult lives. I can't wait to write you, congratulating you on your 3rd grandchild, your retirement, or your cross country trip with your future husband in a Winnebago. I have no doubt that you will continue to succeed in whatever avenue you pursue, and I will be one of your biggest fans (Even if you did cross out my 2nd grade picture).

On a more serious note, I hesitate to put this out here like this, but I am sorry for ever hurting you. There are many things I regret, but none as much as hurting you. Even though I am better now, I will never forget the wrongs I did. I thank you for having the kind of heart that is capable of forgiving someone others may not have. I promise to never be that person again. You have always been a true friend, and I admire and respect you for that.

So today, while I am still a poor college student, I want to give you the gift of friendship. I wish you and all your loved ones a very Merry Christmas. When we have little money we tend to remember the reason for the season better, and one of those reasons is love. I love you Sylvia, and can't wait to see you for our Christmas gift exchange!

Salina

Taylor

2009-12-13T11:26:00.000-08:00

Taylor

First, may I say congratulations again to the next friend I have daring enough to take the plunge. May your life as wife be grand. Secondly, a Merry Christmas to you and all your loved ones, and may you get all your heart's desires. Though I imagine what came this Thanksgiving completed a big part of that desire.

Taylor Ann, in case I do not tell you enough, I love you very much. You are a true friend through and through. You tell people the truth, even if they don't like it. You slap people back into reality when they need it, and I should know (True it does take some of us longer to catch up with you).

I have often heard you say that the greatest thing that ever happened was the night your mom let you take all of us in her SUV after the pageant. I like to think it is a defining moment in my life as well. I don't know where I would be without the tough love you provided over the years. Somehow you've always managed to balance fun with responsibility. You lucky bitch. Others of us (me) can't seem to find that balance.

I know often times you are down on yourself, but I beg of you to see the amazing qualities I have seen for a decade now. Your strength, your beauty, your intelligence, your creativity...You are amazing (I swear I'm not trying to get in your pants, though it does sound like a line). The only thing you've ever lacked is the confidence to see how great you are. Okay, and you are the biggest procrastinator I know, but that's okay too.

I want you to know that I miss you all the time. I realize you have made about 10 friends to the every one I have made since high school, which is another strength of yours. All I ask you to remember is who the A team is. No matter how far your front door is from mine, you will always be in my heart. Without you, my life would mean so much less, and you changed and shaped who I am in more ways than you will ever know. I love you.

Salina Anne

A Special Christmas Gift

2009-12-13T11:03:00.000-08:00

To My Dear Friends

This Christmas I don't have as much money as I wish I did. What can I say, times are tough, and the purse strings must be a little tight. But what I do have is group of extraordinary friends. Some of us have been friends since 1994, and others since around 1999, but one thing remains constant, our love for one another.

Though we have endured things that would break most friendships apart, (sex, drugs, and rock & roll?) somehow we have managed to pull through and practice our skills in forgiveness, patience, and agape. I personally have been quite the screw up over the years, and so I extend my appreciation to each one of these amazing women who have deemed me worthy of their friendships all these trials, tribulations, and years later.

And though life has pulled us in varying directions, somehow we steal a little time each year to celebrate our triumphs, grieve our losses, and of course acknowledge a little holiday cheer. For many years, save a few, we gather for a Christmas gift exchange. This year, my gift is the gift of words to those who have impacted my life so. Each day I will write a post for these wonderful women in no particular order: Taylor, Sylvia, Jessica, Sarah, Kelly, Ashley, and Ali. I love you all. Merry Christmas.

Salina

P.S. Kelly- No frets I plan on your gift being more than words!

Do we all Look the Same?

2009-12-12T11:46:00.000-08:00

Fashion. Is it about individuality, or fitting into some prescribed notion of what people think is acceptable at a certain point in time? Almost every time I leave my house lately, I seem to run into my stunt double. It is some girl wearing some version of tights, boots, matching belt and shirt-type dress. The only difference is that they are usually less or more attractive than myself.

I'm not sure I have any answers, but what I do have is a suggestion. Yesterday, as I flipped through the latest Glamour, I ran across an interview with style icon Sarah Jessica Parker. She said something quite pivotal.

"You have to get the idea out of your head that you can only wear what everyone
else is wearing. Then you'll enjoy dressing more."

I suggest we listen to what SPJ has to say. Usually, when we decide to be trendy, we take less risks. This doesn't make any since. Today, we live in a time when you can do things that have never before been acceptable. We can mix browns and blacks, leave the belt at home when wearing jeans, and rock white all winter long.

I declare that we wear what makes us feel good about ourselves. If skinny jeans don't make you feel, well skinny, don't wear the damn things. Wear something more comfortable. For the past few months fashion gurus have been advocating mixing sweats and high-heels, but if this doesn't do it for you, well don't do it.

Sometimes I pick up things on TV I think might work. A few months ago, I was watching an 80's movie and the main character was was wearing a white tuxedo shirt with three belts over it. I liked it and mixed it with a jean skirt, gray tights, black flats, and a dark gray and purple lace undershirt. Then I topped it off with a black scarf. I got lots of compliments. Because I was being ultra-trendy? Not really. Because I was spending lots of money? No way. The only new items was a scarf for $15 and the tights for $5.99. The compliments come when you start feeling good about your own choices.

Fashion is about your own personality.

A Thought for Tonight

2009-12-11T19:34:00.000-08:00

Tonight, sitting home sick and weary, I ponder the season. 'Tis the season to be jolly... But around me I see little holiday joy. What I do see are angry, pushy shoppers. What I do see are exhausted and underpaid holiday staff. What I do see are people spending money they don't have, even though, didn't we just learn that lesson?

I grew up loving the holidays, for myself Christmas, but for many others Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, etc. There is something about this time of year that has always felt so magical. And even though things never turn out like you plan: aka two people in your family are fighting, you can't afford what you really want to get that 'special person', or grandma stuffing your face with that nasty fruit cake again...somehow I still always find myself sad it all ended and waiting for next year.

The older I get, the more I realize that there truly is an even more special reason for this time of year. It is a time for belief. We need to remember to believe in ourselves and each other. I have a card that I carry around in my apron that a customer gave me. On the front is a picture of Mother Teresa and on the back is one of her prayers. Though I am not Catholic, I believe these words are helpful, especially in the season of giving and forgiving:

People are often unreasonable, irrational, and self-centered. Forgive them anyway.

If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives. Be kind anyway.

If you are successful, you will win some unfaithful friends and some genuine enemies. Succeed anyway. If you are honest and sincere people may deceive you. Be honest and sincere anyway. What you spend years creating, others could destroy overnight. Create anyway. If you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealous. Be happy anyway. The good you do today, will often be forgotten. Do good anyway. Give the best you have, and it will never be enough. Give your best anyway. In the final analysis, it is between you and God. It was never between you and them anyway.

So, this jolly season as I make my way through the angry shoppers, pissed off employees, and other holiday fare, I take this quote with me. It reminds me to be a better person, even when it would be easiest to be a real ass!