Sunny Side Up! is a place for me, a gal who is 21 years of age and unanimously recognized in her tiny universe as an 'old soul', to store a few of my favorite things & to share them with new and (hopefully) friendly individuals.
I have had an idea doing cartweels in my mind for the past few weeks and, it was brought on by the fact that my therapist suggested that I might find it helpful and therapeutic in itself if I were to keep a sort of journal. So, being that this is, in a way, what I consider Sunny Side Up! to be, along with a storage area for my favorite things, I have decided to record the story of my little, insignificant life up to this point.
I have decided to persue this project only due to the fact that I feel it may help me heal and, by spurting all of the ups and downs of my short, young life out here into the open so that I can leave them behind as opposed to allowing them to fester inside of myself, I will be able to move on in a much more complete fashion.
I am not begging you all to read my upcoming personal record, although I do hope that by my putting myself out here, unabashedly and uncensored I can help just one person make it through his or her struggle, just as Crystal has done for me. [However, I do not want to hear bullshit about how: OMFG, UR COPYING CRYSTAL!! STUPID BITCH, WTF???!!!11: First off, wow, you're showing your intelligence, cover that nasty shit up. And secondly, my story and Crystal's, apart from social inadequacy and the like, are like night and day so, your arguement, if you can call it that, holds no bearing. Thank you. :-)] I really don't give a damn if anyone beside myself and perhaps immediate family ever lay eyes upon it. However, I feel that in order to free myself, I need to tell my story in as full and complete a way as possible. Its terribly unhealthy and harmful for everyone's soul, I believe, to bottle things up which society has taught us to toss deep inside our closets and cover with fake smiles and a perpetually optimistic attitude.
So anyway, that's what's up. Okay? Okay.
Don't worry, it won't all be razorblades and emo poetry the likes of which would make ol' Bill Shakespeare roll over in his grave! I'll also continue letting you know what I like best on the Web.
Instead of my posting a photo here, a photo there in individual posts, I have decided to collect my favorites throughout the week and the compile a giant post every sunday.
Here's the first installment.
Unknown Photographer
Gucci Campaign, Craig McDean, Photographer
Unknown Photographer
The late Ruslana Korshunova, W Nov. 2004, Mario Sorrenti
Beau Grealy, Photographer
Eugenio Recuenco, Photographer
Heidi Mount, Marie Claire Italy, Rosso, Oct. 2006, David Bellemere, Photographer
This memoir was different than anything I've read previously which had anything to do with Lucille Ball in the simple fact that Lucy was just a small part of this book, which is to be expected of course because, this man has accomplished so much besides working for "The Redhead", if I may borrow Mr. Rayfiel's affectionate term for his friend and employer.
Howard Rayfiel comes from a long line of honest, hard working judges. He was raised on a moral code built on honesty, justice, and compassion for our fellow human beings; and that shines through as he regales us with stories of the corruption of the behind-the-scenes business side of Hollywood and the way he chose to conduct himself while working with men who would do anything, stoop to new lows, etc. all in the name of the almighty dollar. Mr. Rayfiel began his multi-faceted entertainment career as a theatrical lawyer in NYC, he later moved to LA where, through a chain of events, he was appointed resident counsel to Desilu Productions, Inc. As he was, in his own words, the lawyer who wanted to be a writer, he went on to the top of the ladder as Vice President of Lucille Ball Productions, Inc., Production Executive on Here's Lucy, a member of the Writer's Guild of America, and a member of the Board of Directors of the Association of Motion Picture and Television Producers.
This work is filled with anecdotes on many of Howard's celebrity friends which included but was not limited to, Lucy and Walter Matthau. This book is very good if, like me, you enjoy becoming acquainted with the private persona of some of your favorite personalities or if the script and story writing prospect is something that interests you a great deal.
All in all, I'd give Mr. Rayfiel's memoir 4 out of 5 stars.
my tastes are eclectic, to say the least.
I love the 40s and 50s, pre-code Hollywood, Broadway, crooners and songbirds, day dressses and red lips and nails; everything Grandma misses, I prefer.
Lucille Desiree Ball has saved me from the throngs of death. She's constantly on my television and in my heart.
I would love to get to know as many of you incredible people as I can. I've been an incessant blog reader/lurker for awhile now but, expect that to change dramatically as I allow my thoughts and opinions to pour forth without inhibitions on this, my baby blog, and in comments throughout the blogosphere.
I hope you won't mind. :-)
If any of you might like to get to know me better; if I spark your interest, or you perhaps, find me endearing (!!, please feel free to take a look at and friend request my personal MySpace or, if you prefer, my Twitter .
