Wednesday, April 29, 2009

The Fabric of Her Life.

Zooey Deschanel did a commercial for cotton. This girl makes me swoon with her gentle, lilting voice and her cute as a button style. Even her name is filled with adorable-like qualities.

This is my new favorite commercial.
Do you have a favorite commercial? Have you even thought about it before?

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Monday, April 27, 2009

Andy Warhol; Artist, and.. Movie Maker?

Perhaps I'm the only one who did not know this until yesterday because, I'll admit, I'm always the last to know about..well, about everything. UNLESS it pertains to Lucille Ball in which case, tell me something I don't know.

Moving right along, I've only glanced at Warhol's art with an intrigued eye but, never gave his person much thought other than "Wow, I like the colors.. OHHH, COLOR!" Which, I readily admit, was very close minded of me. I have no excuse for showing no further interest in this multi-faceted man.

Alas, I had no idea that Andy Warhol delved into film making; creating such, shall I say epic, films like the 485-minute Empire (1964) or, the moderately popular The Chelsea Girls (1966.

That is why I was fascinated by this short clip from a project being put together by The Andy Warhol Museum & DVD distributor, Plexifilm; consisting of "screen tests" done by Mr. Warhol featuring the visages and occasionally quirky mannerisms of of such party legends & movers and shaker of the 1960s party scene as; Edie Sedgwick, Nico, Lou Reed, and Dennis Hopper; among others, entitled 13 Most Beautiful...Songs for Andy Warhol's Screen Tests. Enjoy this preview below:

Its especially haunting when you think about how some of the individuals who were so prominently featured there are either no longer heard of or deceased.
Its a creepy thing to look back on any old footage and knowing how some of the human beings that were so alive and full of life at that moment, came to their tragic ends. Its as if we are privy to their future while they stare back at us, oblivious.

Thanks to Movie Morlocks for bringing this to my attention.

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Saturday, April 25, 2009

Goodbye to a Golden Girl..

Beatrice Arthur
May 13, 1922- April 25, 2009

Cousin Maude visits the Buners; part 2 of 3;

Best of Dorothy; seasons 1 & 2:

Its a rotten shame that all of the great talents not only of the studio era but, also from television's golden years, are nearly extinct. I can honestly almost name off everyone who is left. Oh, they were a rare breed, the true entertainers..

PS- BETTY WHITE, you better be taking every freaking vitamin in the universe right now woman because, quite honestly, I'm unstable enough. We can't lose you anytime soon or I'll go crazyyyy.

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Friday, April 24, 2009

Poetry Passion; 1.

I've had an on and off affair with poetry since fourth grade. Mr. S, my fourth grade teacher, would take about 15 minutes every day simply to stand in front of our class and recite a bit of poetry.
I have him to thank for my love of this beautiful art.

So, I've decide to post my favorites periodically.
This is the first in this series.

-Robert Frost-
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

The above poem also holds memories for me because, it was the very first poem I ever loved. My great aunt owned an enormous book of poems many years ago and she continually read this to me from its pages. I am not sure why she chose this particular work to read to a girl of three or four but, she did and I've always adored it.

So, dears, what was the first poem that you adored?

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Thursday, April 23, 2009

Uh..She Seems to be ENJOYING This!

Look at her face! She's all, "Ohhhh!"
If your wife looks like that when you're beating her, is it still considered beating?

Sorry I've been MIA for most of this week. Just read the post below as to why. I'm dealing and I'm laughing again so, I'll pull through.

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Monday, April 20, 2009

Forgive Me, For I Know Not Where This Post Shall Lead.

*DISCLAIMER*I know that the three or four of you who read this humble little blog come here for some happy escapism however, I am currently dealing with the loss of without a doubt, the biggest friendship I have ever known and, being that I have no one to pour over this with me in the physical sense, I am bringing it here in the form of a recap, per se.
Please, bare with me.

I remember the first time I saw her. It was in Chorus and she was sitting beside my other good friend. She was wearing a purple flowered dress and glasses. The dress brought ridicule from some popular peers beside me because it was not, admittedly, anywhere near the style that was universally popular that school year of 1999-2000. Of course, that didn't phase me because from the start, I could sense that here was a gentle, caring soul, a comrade of sorts and also; to be blunt, I myself was not a fashion plate or a particularly superficial being so, one's attire has never determined whether or not I choose to befriend an individual.

I was not threatened by this gawky girl, she didn't give me that 'holier than thou' side eye that since first grade, I had become so accustomed to. And so, I did something which was completely out of character for the shy, embarrassed human that I was, I said hello and smiled at her. Without any reservations, that's what I did and, do you know what happened? She, too, said hello and SHE SMILED AT ME IN RETURN.

That's all it took, I was off. I was bound to make this unknown creature my friend but, I needed to know her name first so, I asked this mutual friend beside her, Jennifer, who she was. "Her name is K." Jen said.

"Hi, K. I'm Krista." "Hi, Krista." and from there, conversation flowed unabashedly.

We now had someone to sit with at lunch and we'd get our trays and head to our own little corner to sit across from one another and talk and giggle about boys or how Ms. R sat on the edge of her desk that morning with textbook in hand, only to have the whole kit-n-kaboodle collapse beneath her weight, leaving all of her pupils, whether or not they had actually witnessed this most comical occurrence, to laugh and joke with one another for the remainder of the school day. We exchanged numbers and with that information gathered, we were now left to talk to one another constantly, annoying our mothers with tied up phone lines.

We stayed at one an other's homes, with me staying on so long at hers one summer that my mother actually asked me to return to my own house because she missed me! Our parents shuttled us to and from amusement parks, movies, and one infamous fire hall dance where, lacking parental supervision at the tender ages of 13 and 15, we dirty danced for a cigarette a piece, and smoked those suckers with pride despite the fact that I had no clue one was supposed to inhale after taking a drag so, I just nonchalantly sucked in and blew out absolutely nothing which means I didn't look 'cool' for long. It didn't matter though because, we were together so, everyone else's opinions were disregarded and cancelled out.

I was with her throughout her many failed first attempts at romantic relationships, with myself lagging behind in that department for many years. I stood beside her when that evil excuse for a human molested her using the guise of a father figure to lure that young, naive mind into consenting to lewd acts. I was her saving grace throughout a trial that lasted two in a half years that was brought to a close in the best way imaginable due almost solely to my testimony as to what exactly it was that I myself had witnessed. We were both terrified but, we made it because we had each other and again, no one else mattered.

Somewhere in the midst of our shared journeys through the typical adolescent rebellion stage, a new, surprising, completely unexpected emotion was taking root inside of me. I was falling in love with my best friend. I was in love with my best friend who was, God forbid, of the female persuasion also and, having been raised in a conservative "Christian"* household, in the beginning I tried to deny it because hey, nobody wants to go to hell, you know? However, after some introspection and exposure to diversity and acceptance through various Internet sites, etc., I accepted and embraced this new development. I just had to gather up the courage to tell K my feelings.

One evening, at a restaurant, I spilled the beans. It was rather easy because the two of us were incredibly open with each other anyway, (after that trial, it was ridiculous to be prudes when it came to what we could and could not speak openly about.), so there was no tension even though of course, I was nervous I wouldn't deny that. It turned out that, she, too, had feelings for me and so, a whirlwind intimate relationship began.

That evening, we explored one another with ardor and tenderness. I was smitten and I thought she was in return. In actuality, our sexual relations lasted less than two months because, as it turned out, as much as she loved me as a best friend and sister, she had really only been curious and a lot of best friends tend to 'play around' sexually at an age when hormones are flowing through their puberty ridden bodies like water from a stream and, in this sense, K was no exception.

My love and devotion lasted for years after our short lived affair and I often told her that I loved her however, I only alluded to the actual capacity of that love but, she knew how I felt and she would automatically return that statement but it went without saying that her love for me did not run quite so deep as mine.

In 2004, she met J and, that was the beginning of the unraveling of our sisterhood, I suppose. I then moved back to Georgia as I had before during the course of our friendship but, up until J entered the picture, this had never put a damper on our deep seated relationship. Within three months of meeting him and his deranged (that's the most polite way to put it), family, he had gotten her pregnant. Two or three weeks after that revelation he proposed and a month or two later, they were married.

K's first child was born prematurely at 29 weeks. I had returned from Georgia and had traveled with her mother and mother-in-law to Pittsburgh to be with her for the birth. We arrived an hour late and the baby was already in the NICU. A, her baby, survived and due to K and J's prominent involvement with Child Youth Services, was later adopted by her aunt.

Now, throughout k's long tenure in Pittsburgh, which is two hours away, our relationship was tested because J was very jealous of me due to the fact that K felt that because he was her husband, she needed to tell him EVERYTHING about her past but, of course, this did not go both ways. I will readily admit right here that yes, at that time, I was still in love with K however, I knew my place and I was in no way attempting to sabotage their marriage because I really wanted K to be happy and I was happy just to be the best friend in that scenario.

K became pregnant again not long after returning from Pittsburgh. I often took it upon myself to open my mouth and tell her that certain things were not a good idea because previously, that is how we had been with one another and, this often started bitter arguments with J and I.

I hated J, (I still do), he is truly a deadbeat in every sense of the word and I am not exaggerating. I'll leave it at that but, keep that in mind.

Within the next two years, K had another girl and not long after that, a little boy. The second child was taken by CYS and put into foster care after I myself had fought to have her at the age of 18 and, I almost was granted guardianship but due to circumstances beyond my control, at the last minute I was denied.

J began acting extra friendly with me after they had moved out of her mother's house. One evening, when he was taking me home after a day spent with K, he pressured me into a sexual situation before he would drop me off. After that occurred, I distanced myself from K, only speaking to her on the phone for months.

When K became pregnant with her fifth child, (she had a miscarriage a few months before), things were going well between them and I was comfortable visiting her every so often with my mother picking me up afterward. Near her 33rd week of pregnancy, his mother came to get the rest of her belongings to move down to Georgia in a U-Haul. J, having no driver's licence, insisted that he was driving that truck down there for her. K knew no argument she could make would convince him otherwise and so, to prevent a monumental blow-up, she protested very little. After approximately a week of his being gone, he called her one day claiming that he had been unhappy for months and that he no longer loved her and from there, with K being on bed rest due to her history of pre-term labor, I semi took over, helping her with the two toddlers already in her care.

T was born on Good Friday at 36 1/2 weeks. I visited the two of them the next day. T is a breathtakingly beautiful baby with a full head of hair and a calm, gentle personality.

A few days after they came home, after not speaking to J, he texted K asking to speak to her. At this point, I knew that just like the two previous 'breakups' he was dying to come back. My suspicions were right on the money and he will be back as fast as his mother can gather the money to send him back on a bus.

K swears that she is not taking him back, he's only coming up here to be close to his children; yadda, yadda, yadda. I know without a doubt, the moment he steps off that bus, she'll be back in his arms again. So, that is why after surprisingly very little soul searching, I am removing myself from the picture completely. This, I truly feel, is the healthiest thing for me to do. I cannot deny how difficult and heart wrenching this decision is for me after nearly a decade of laughter, tears, hugs and babies but, for my own mental health (and physical, obviously) its what must be done.

And so, to K I say, thank you for this incredible relationship. Thank you for accepting me for who I am and loving me despite that fact. I'll always remember the good and when I'm sad or lonely, those memories we've created through the years will be like a blanket to wrap around myself to ward off the bitter cold of life's most difficult times. In my own, quiet way, though its different now, I love you and I always will.

I've heard it said,
That people come into our lives for a reason,
Bringing something we must learn.
And, we are lead to those who help us most grow,
If we let them,
And we help them in return.

Well, I don't know if I believe that's true,
But, I know I'm who I am today because I knew you.

Like a comet pulled from orbit; as it passes the sun,
Like a stream that meets a boulder; halfway through the wood,
Who can say if I've been changed for the better; I do believe I have been changed for the better,
Because I knew you,
I have been changed FOR GOOD.

For Good from Wicked

Sunny Side Up!,

Saturday, April 18, 2009

Grace in Small Things; 17 of 365.

1.) Getting unexpected calls from my BFF, Heather just when I need it the most.
2.) Classic television theme songs.
3.) Postcards from far away places.
4.) My Carnival dress from ModCloth .
5.) His Girl Friday .

Join Grace in Small Things !

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Friday, April 17, 2009

Picture Post: Humouresque.




images discovered Silhouette Masterpiece Theatre.















All other images fond via via .

PS- No offense meant towards my Republican darlings! To each his own.

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Wednesday, April 15, 2009

I Don't Look Upon This as a Catastrophe..

According to the goofy individuals over at Craftastrophe , this neato mobile is of the stripper variety when, as anyone can see, its much more along the lines of a PINUP mobile & I happen to think its beyond swell & at only $30.00, quite a steal! I WANT:


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Sunday, April 12, 2009

A Ring of Truth.

When Jesus healed those crippled beggars, didn't they always get up and dance off stage, jabbing their canes sideways and waggling their top hats? Hooray, all better now, hooray!
If you are whole, you will argue: Why wouldn't they rejoice? Don't the poor miserable buggers want to be like me?
Not necessarily, no. The arrogance of the able-bodied is staggering. Yes, maybe we'd like to be able to get places quickly, and carry things in both hands, but only because we have to keep up with the rest of you, or get The Verse. We would rather be just like us, and have that be all right.

The Poisonwood Bible; pg. 493, by Barbara Kingsolver.

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Favorite Scenes From Film; 4.


Fred & Judy- A Couple of Swells:

It isn't generally known but, Judy had a delightful sense of humor and was good at getting laughs; whether it be through dialogue, as evidenced in the banter throughout Judy at Carnegie Hall or in little skits such as the little gem you've hopefully just taken the time to view. :)

She was not, as many individuals suspect, the endlessly tragic figure that she usually projected herself as. If I'm not mistaken, her daughter, Liza , once asked her mother directly why she did not divulge her comedic side more prominently to her adoring audience. She replied with something along the lines of, "I'm giving them what they want to see." (I'm paraphrasing but, that's the general idea.)

And so, I wish each and every one of you a Happy Easter!

image via

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Friday, April 10, 2009

A Rousing Rendition.

Of I'm Still Here from the musical Follies , performed by the lovely Yvonne De Carlo :

Quite fabulous, right?

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Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Krista's Top 10 All-Time Favorite Television Theme Songs.

Inspired by a previous post on 1000 Awesome Things , I got to thinking about my personal list of favorite Classic television theme songs and so, I thought I would share them with you.

**As a sidenote; just because I like the theme does not imply that I enjoy said program.

Krista's Top 10 All-Time Favorite Classic TV Themes:

** Green Acres

9.) Photobucket
The Jeffersons

8.) **Mr. Ed:

7.) Leave it to Beaver:

6.) The Carol Burnett Show:

5.)The Dick van Dyke Show:

4.) The Andy Griffith Show:

3.) All in the Family:

2.) The Golden Girls:

1.) I Love Lucy; with the lyrics!:

I think its kind of a shame that we no longer have memorable theme songs to go along with our TV viewing but then again, TV is not what it once was, anyway.

So, what are your top TV Themes? Which ones make you smile or bring back memories?

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Monday, April 6, 2009

She's a, She's a Diva!


Lena & Lucy; each in their own right.

And yes, this photo is so GREAT that it deserved its own post.
Bask in GREATNESS, I say!

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Saturday, April 4, 2009

C l a s s.

That is exactly what these lovely Julie Andrews/ Angela Lansbury blingees possess:

And MY favorite, the one that has me laughing uncontrollably:

Seriously, HILARIOUS.

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Grace in Small Things; 16 of 365.

1.) Getting better after being sick for nearly a week.
2.) Small cups of cherry vanilla cappuccino.
3.) Sitting on those giant exercise balls.
4.) Anticipation of taking my first trip alone in June.
5.)Happy music of any kind.

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Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Super Mario, Reenacted!

This is fantastic:

My mother and I were addicted to said game in the late 90s. I'd stay up far past my 9:30 bed time and be oh so tired at school the next day.
Nerd extraordinaire!
Also, this is from that show that they use as comedic fodder on MXC , which I admittedly once watched far too much of not so long ago.

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