Fashion Schools

Is your life incomplete without checking out the latest fashions in "Vogue". "In Style" or "W"? Do you have New York Fashion Week blocked off on your calendar? Is it unthinkable to miss an episode of Project Runway? Do you live for fashion?

Certainly you know that New York is one of the centers for fashion, and if you’ve been thinking about going to fashion school in new york then you need to go to fashion-school-finder.com. What a great site, not only do they have information about new york fashion schools, they have information on careers in fashion, fashion schools in other parts of the nation, fashion articles, (yes there’s one about Project Runway) degree programs, you name it.

For all the information you need on fashion schools in new york, check out fashion-school-finder.com.

TV Spawned in Hell: Moment Of Truth

If ever there was a TV show spawned in hell it's got to be the Fox Show, Moment of Truth. Have you ever cheated on your spouse? Would you embezzle money if you knew you'd not get caught? Have you fantasized about your next door neighbor? Is there some secret you have that's so bad that you've never told it? Would you like to tell it on national television for $10,000? How about $25,000? Well, how about $500,000?

These types of questions and worse, are the kinds of things that are asked on this "hit" show. I watched the first episode and it was the most painful thing I'd ever seen. When the male personal trainer answered the question that he didn't want children because he wasn't sure he would be with his wife for the rest of his life with a "true", I wanted to find a rock for her to crawl under.

I've watched two other episodes of this show though there have been more than two shows filmed. The thing is, most of the time I can't get past the distaste of it. This show brings out the very worst in us; who would come on the air and tell the most painful, damaging, formerly secret elements of their life for money and more importantly who would watch ?

On a subsequent episode, a woman answered questions like: "do you think I am the person you should have married?"(asked by an ex-boyfriend), and "have you had sex with anyone other than your husband since you've been married?" with a "true". The look on the husband's face when hearing the answers to these questions let us know he was totally surprised and saddened. The husband was a law enforcement officer, a very macho vocation, I can just imagine the humiliation he'll endure. Why do that to someone?

Interestingly enough, the question, "do you think you're a good person?" which she answered with a "true" was determined in fact to be false, so she ended up with no money, but lots of explaining to do.

One recent episode I watched was very interesting: it featured a chef who'd been married 20 years, both his daughters, his wife, and his mother were in the audience. The family got to hear that dad watched porn behind his wife's back, they also got to hear he wouldn't cheat on his wife even if wouldn't get caught and he didn't flirt with other women because ever since he first saw his wife she was the only woman for him.

The chef ended up stopping the show early with whatever money he'd won at that point. He stopped early because his family wanted him to, and he felt they were more important than any point he might have needed to prove. In my opinion, they should have given THIS MAN the the grand prize, but I guess that wouldn't have made great television.

She's Living The Dream

We spoil PD, there's no two ways about it. We try not to disturb HER when we change positions in bed, we cuddle her like a baby, sometimes she insists that we both go with her at potty time, we're very careful about what we feed her...you get the drift.


We've been taking her on rides to get her past being carsick and that's worked well. She'll stand on my legs and look out the window and if someone pays her attention, well then she really turns on the charm.

Perhaps we shelter her too much, perhaps in her doggie dreams she's running through tall grass, unfettered by her parents telling her not to jump, to be careful, to stop pulling on the leash. Yes, that's probably what she was thinking , that we shelter her too much, as she jumped out of the car and took off in a crowded parking lot today.

SO took ofter after PD yelling her name and I hopped in the car trying to head her off at the pass. You have no idea the speed that little dog can get up to; her legs were practically parallel to her body! We finally got her and put her back in the car, curtailing all the fun activities we had planned for her. SO and I were just ready to go home.

This evening as PD was having one of her many naps, making those twitchy, running like motions she makes SO said: "she's probably dreaming of running, like in the parking lot", I said: "yeah, she's living the dream".

It's Not A Party If All My Friends Aren't Welcome!

My dear friend Anonymous Boxer gave a fabulous blog party a couple of months back and invited all her cool friends. I was honored to be one of said friends, and having never been to a blog party before I didn't know what to expect. FUN! The darn thing went on for a couple of days and while I only was able to attend a small bit of it, I had a blast!

So, AB has set the bar rather high as far as my expectations and while I was blog hopping this evening I came across a blog advertising a big annual blog party. I thought: "what fun, if it's anything like AB's party, should be a good time". As I was reading how the party would be conducted, I got half way down the page and saw no men would be allowed. Huh? Why not, and how do you prevent them from participating?

I think the majority of my readers might be women, but I've got some great male friends, like Bobby, Nick and Herb Urban. I see no good reason why they shouldn't be able to add their wit and humor to a blog party, and the fact that they wouldn't be made me not want to participate. I don't know if these guys had even heard of the party; I stumbled across it myself, but that's not really the point. It's the principle of the thing!

Maybe I'm just getting overly sentimental as I become a woman "of a certain age", but if my friends aren't welcome...well honey, I'm not that girl anymore.