just so i seem like a balanced person...
...and not everything in my life is protests against despicable persons, places, and things, I just scored a 10 out of 10 on E! Online's Lindsay Lohan THS quiz (http://www.eonline.com/On/Holly/Shows/Lohan/index2.html). They advised me to "maybe put down the Teen People and Tiger Beat and go get some fresh air." Word.
posted by Carla at 8:06 PM
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Impressive. I only got 5 right and was advised to go date Aaron Carter. I guess my Tiger Beat knowledge went out with Scott Baio and the Bay City Rollers.
I guess I should be proud that I even know who Aaron Carter is, but am I really?!
hey ladies!
mine's 7. it would have been zip two weeks ago if carla hadn't subjected me to perezhilton.com, which is ruining my life!!! =)
hey, carla, remember that girl amber tamblyn who read the poem at city lights a few years ago and who was obviously completely gaga over jack hirschman, who is, say, 50 years her senior? well, she's starring in some movie about the sisterhood of the pants or something like that. i think it's a disney movie. seriously.
you know what else? it's 4:11 a.m., and i just ate a bowl of salad.
Yeah, I've also got one of the residents here hooked on Perez. I ain't ashamed!
And oh my, I remember the BCR, but my favorites were Schaun Cassidy and Bobby Sherman.
Oh, and I saw the Pants movie. I kept wondering if that was her.
was the movie any good? what was it like?
Not wanting to be left out of the loop, I just took a stroll over to the Perez site. It reminds me of my year in West Hollywood with all the gossip and celebrity sightings over broccoli in Pavilions. (I recognize EVERYONE. If you did a "Three's Company" or an "L.A. Law", I can recite your resume.)
Shaun Cassidy?! One of my friends in 8th grade had a Shaun Cassidy themed birthday party. I thought I had fallen into one of the deeper inner rings of Hell. I fashioned myself as way too cool for Shaun. I was too busy listening to Parliament, Earth, Wind & Fire and the like. (I went to a very diverse Catholic grammar school in San Francisco.)
I can still remember an awful first French kiss with a boy named Joseph while Bobby Caldwell sand "What you won't do for love" in the background...
I grew up in L.A. doing commercials and movies and stuff as a kid, so I'm very used to the "spot-a-minor-celebrity-everywhere-you-go" game. I always loved it--so easy, so mindless.
After Schaun and Bobby (did they make music? If so I never had any) it was Rod Stewart and Queen and Cheap Trick and all the boys who looked like girls.
Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants was a total chick flick but, being a chick (and bored in Taos) I thoroughly enjoyed it. It wasn't as completely vapid as you might expect--not everyone's story revolved around romance but rather also around the complexities of all of our relationships. And it's just such a pleasure to watch girls/women on screen who look human and real (well, two of them, at least, including our beloved earnest-bad-poet Amber who was reading at City Lights the same night the modest Adrienne was!).
Yes, "spot the minor celebrity" and it's close cousin, "spot the washed up celebrity" are so easy and mindless. I met a guy who worked for the Enquirer who offered me a job to hang out in the bushes with him at celebrity parties and point people out to him. I didn't take him up on it. Maybe I should have.
I'm glad the movie was okay and wasn't as predictable and mindless as we might expect. The timing is great for Amber Tamblyn since her show "Joan of Arcadia" just got cancelled. And one of the other leads, Alexis Bleidel, has been doing good work on "Gilmore Girls" for a few years now, but is probably looking at branching out.
And now, back to our regularly scheduled programming...
wow, so amber's big time. good for her. she has another poem in the new Left Curve. i wonder if she lives in the bay area?
what are "traveling pants"?
andy gibb was pretty much "the" teen idol at my school. poor andy. coke head beauty that he was. didn't another one of his brother's die recently? one of the twins? maurice? robin?
hardy boy parker stevenson is such a freak. did you ever see his divorce papers with kirstie alley? they are horrible people.
schaun cassidy did sing, i think. his brother is so scary.
happy pride month.
Hey Adrienne!
Another bit of trivia about Amber...her father is actor Russ Tamblyn who was in "West Side Story" and later in the TV show "Twin Peaks".
I completely forgot about Andy Gibb. I do remember owning one of his albums back then. It was the one with "Shadow Dancing" on it. And yes, Maurice died a couple years back.
Do tell about the divorce papers. Enquiring minds want to know...
Happy Pride to you as well.
"Traveling pants" are pants that are shared amongst 4 friends and thus travel To Greece, Mexico, Maryland, and South Carolina (or was it North?) over the course of one summer. I could write this stuff.
Yes, Maurice died, presumably, in part, from hospital negligence.
And the reason they invented the web? So we could easily find shit like this:
http://www.thesmokinggun.com/archive/alleykids1.html
Thanks for the logline about the movie and for sharing the smoking gun info, Carla.
I must admit to feeling disgusted during the reading about the Stevenson/Alley lifestyle. Talk about conspicuous consumption! Damn! I like nice things as much as the next person, but this was ridiuculous. I can't imagine being able to look myself in the mirror after spending that kind of money. As my maternal grandmother would say, "That's a sin." In this instance, I would have to agree.
If you think that's excess, try Lionel and Diane Richie:
http://www.thesmokinggun.com/archive/richiediv1.html
It boggles the mind.
Okay, my mind is sufficiently boggled. I had to stop reading halfway through because it was too disgusting. Regularly spending at least $300,000/month? Reprehensible.
I haven't liked Lionel Ritchie since he left the Commodores anyway, but he and his ex are a piece of work. Wow.
hi ladies!
i have to see that movie now. thanks for the info on amber's dad, kelly. she really was a trip when she read her poetry at city lights. one poem was kind of a love letter to jack hirschman, a beat elder in the sf poetry scene. everyone else's stuff was explicitly political, and then this lovely girl gets up and reads poems about being free like a stallion and loving an old poet. and all the crotchety lefties were positively spellbound.
poor maurice.
i had that andy gibb record too. i remember the single "blood (or love?) is thicker than water" being passed back and forth among girls in my school.
this year has really been about undoing all my thoughts about lionel richie. i felt a special connection to him through my trombone. when i was in high school, our jazz band did several lionel richie songs. (not jazz, to be sure, but it was high school.) that was good for me, a trombonist, because lionel is a tenor, and the trombone is a tenor instrument. that meant i'd get lots of melody line solos. at the all-state jazz competition my senior year, i won first prize for my solo on "truly." i have always loved that song since then. but this year complicated all that. i learned about his response to his daughter's weight, was horrified by pictures of him with her and her crew, and now this info about his divorce. he is a baaaaaaaaaaaaaaad man. "truly" be damned.
the $1,000 (a month?) "laser hair removal" item really got me thinking about how the kind of beauty that is so heavily promoted is "truly" beyond the means of most people. but the "i had no limit on what i could spend" comment was stunning. what kind of person could feel okay about that in a world like this? she spent $15,000 a month on clothes and shoes for herself? The daughter goes to 2 birthdays each weekend and each friend gets a $1,000 present? This is so beyond nuts. $50,000 a month altogether on "personal expenses"????
and people wonder "why they hate us."
please!
now i'm wondering if their son, miles, goes to fountain valley, the same boarding school in colorado where the late dominique dunne went. the boyfriend of one of my mom's friends teaches there.
to think about what it's like to grow up with people like lionel and diane or kirstie and parker as parents!
Hey Adrienne,
Amber's poetry reading sounds interesting to say the least, just in terms of watching the "crotchety lefties". :)
I can totally understand your connection with Lionel and especially with "Truly". I'm sure that it sounded great on trombone. (I'm a sucker for jazz and anything that makes pop sound like jazz.)
The matter-of-fact way that these folks justify their spending habits is mind-blowing. Like you, I do wonder about the skewed view of life their children get. No wonder so many celebrity kids end up in rehab or on talk shows.
How did I miss Kelly's Bobby Caldwell kiss? My sister had a red, heart-shaped 45 of a Bobby Caldwell song, my guess would be "What You Won't Do For Love" (I don't know that he had more than one hit). I sure coveted it.
Trust me, Carla, you didn't miss anything with that kiss. I was there. I knew even then that kissing boys just wasn't for me, but I gave it the old college (I mean, grammar school), try.
I, do, however, still love Bobby Caldwell. I have a CD he did of standards about 6 years ago that is fabulous. I'm just a romantic sap but not for poor Joseph or for the rest of the boys. ;)
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