Saturday, March 7, 2009

Bravo Announces that Singer Kandi Burruss Will Join The Cast of Real Housewives of Atlanta




Here is the latest scoop regarding the Real Housewives of Atlanta. And we have a new housewife who can actually sing.... competition for our Kimmie....check it out!


"EW.com is reporting that Kandi Burress [whom you probably recognized from the 90's group Xscape and pictures from various Atlanta baby showers + barbecues] will fill the vacant slot that Lock Jaw left behind when the producers booted her ass from the cast for being too boring.
Good luck with that. I hope Tiny makes a cameo next season! The producers could play it off as her coming over to borrow an extra trough.
In other RHOA news, a law firm is seeking $87,176.91 from Sheree Whitfield in unpaid fees. The bitch is broke! Big surprise here.
Sheree Whitfield recently dismissed an appeal that sought alimony from her ex-husband Bob Whitfield, saying the former NFL player was now broke.
Now Sheree herself is being sued for more than $87,000 by her former legal representative for the divorce, Levine & Smith. The complaint, dated Feb. 2, 2009, and filed at the Superior Court of Fulton County, states that Sheree Whitfield owes $69,343.98 in principal going back to May 10, 2006. Interest on the unpaid amount, based on a monthly interest rate of 1.5%, is $17,832.93"

Friday, March 6, 2009

The Little Blue Pill Strikes Again!






There is a first for everything! Some lame spammer/hacker left the following comment regarding faux viagra and cialis on my Sex and the City post the other day. I will not give them the satisfaction of providing their blog name or website. I guess this is the new way to get free publicity on the internet. I suspect that this is somehow related to the letters for help from Nigeria......Cougar becomes the love toy for the Prime Minister who is looking for help to get big $$$$$ out of the country.....all I have to do is send him my bank account.....how do suckers fall for this shit anyway?




"Investigators have traced fake Viagra and cialis pills being produced in secret factories in China and Pakistan, with distribution networks in Hong Kong, Dubai, the Bahamas and the UK"




Have any of my beloved bloggers been a comment victim of this latest scam?

Thursday, March 5, 2009

Real Housewives of Atlanta Sheree Whitfield Has Allegedly Filed For Public Assistance

The following tidbit was posted by Mediatakeout.com today. It is alleged that Sheree Whitfield has filed for public assistance and that she is penniless.......obviously, the She by Sheree line is not catching on.....couple this with her snobby personality and you have a biyatch whose "goes around" has "come around"......read on............


"This has gots to be the saddest thing in the world. MediaTakeOut.com has learned that Sheree Whitfiled of The Real Housewives Of Atlanta is officially BROKE. How broke is she, you ask?? Well according to a document obtained by MediaTakeOut.com - she has NO ASSETS!!!The document, which was signed by Sheree Whitfield UNDER PENALTY OF PERJURY states that Sheree has an income of ZERO dollars, and that she DOES NOT own a home, and that she LEASES her Land Rover.And there’s more. You see a couple of weeks back, Sheree was busted for speeding (a misdemeanor in Georgia). After being processed - she asked the government to pay for her lawyer – because, according to Sheree - she’s too poor to afford one.Ain’t that some mess – and DUH-RAMA!!!!! Oh and BTW, the Real Housewives began taping on Monday. Hopefully this public assistance drama makes it onto the show. Hey Bravo producers … don’t forget to mention MediaTakeOut.com … WINK WINK …And for all you folks that think that she’s NOT broke – you may be right. But as MediaTakeOut.com stated above, the document that she signed and handed into the court was signed UNDER PENALTY OF PERJURY. That means that if she ain’t DEAD BROKE, she could be prosecuted for PERJURY - a FELONY punishable by up to 10 YEARS IN PRISON." This document can be viewed on http://www.mediatakeout.com/.

Ask and Answered....Here is My Closet

When I moved into my house, which is an old 5 bedroom colonial, I decided to transform the bedroom adjoining the master into a closet to fulfill my fashionista needs. I called in a closet company and they did a fabulous job. My life might be a disaster but my closet is always organized and perfect. I guess you might even say that I have closet obsessive compulsive disorder. I have a designated place for blouses, jeans, other pants, pants suits, jackets, sweaters, scarves, belts, tshirts,jewelry and handbags. The shoes are in labeled boxes with a description of the shoe and the season and year I bought them. I thought of taking a polaroid of each pair but I have never gotten around to it. I have most of my handbags stuffed with paper to keep their shape. Ironically, I hardly ever change handbags. I have been carrying a plum croc satchel since November. I have recently changed out alot of hangers.....wood for the velvet thin hangers sold by Joy Mangano on HSN or one of those channets. They are great because nothing slips off the hangers and you can fit more clothes into your closet. Periodically, I will get into a purge mode and will go through the closet and dispose of anything I haven't worn for a while or items which are too small or don't look good on me. I have some friends who like to shop in the closet when I clean.

Some of my handbags


Small and dress handbags



Jeans, skirts. blouses and miscellaneous tops




Handbags, pants, pant suits, dresses




Shoes, boots, tshirts, suits



Unfortunately, the only place I can shop now is in my closet. Time to get creative and put my fashionista skills to work.



Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Toddlers and Tiaras...New Trainwreck TV on TLC


Rock Star's Soon To Be Ex-Wife and I went to see Slumdog Millionaire on Saturday night(A+++- one of the best movies ever) and before we left her house, she had the television tuned into a show with which I was not familiar.....Toddlers and Tiaras. In a nutshell, it follows trailer trash parents and their poor victims children preparing for and participating in beauty pageants...we are seriously talking about girls ages 1-13. It was total trainwreck television!! I couldn't believe my eyes. These child abusers stage parents transformed their babies into harlots....we are talking wigs, hairpieces, eye makeup, fake eyelashes, fake teeth and despicable horrendous, tacky dresses, gowns and bathing suits. I was surprised I didn't see any implants...lip or breast.

I am appalled by the shit these parents actually put their children through.....I think it will psychologically scar the kids forever. All I could think of was poor Jon Benet. Narcissists in training!

The funniest part of the show was a pageant for mothers and daughters. Horrors of horrors. Enter one trailer trash mother who wore a gold lame all in one costume with her fat gut and belly rolls hanging out and twirled a baton in the talent portion. She actually put on a bathing suit and walked the catwalk with big thunderous cellulite thighs. Her hair was long, unkempt and looked like she hadn't had a haircut in years. To top it off, she had let her color grow out so the top part of her hair looked like she was wearing a cap. I screamed and howled in horror! Rocker's Ex couldn't believe how I reacted, but she agreed with me. I think she is not as passionate a fashionista police as I am. And one of the daddies has more estrogen than I do.... fussing over his daughter's frilly dress(probably has an identical one in his closet)....and working on the kid's dance steps telling her to be sexy. Ugh! So, if you have some extra time on your hands for some guilty pleasure tv since The Bachelor and douche bag Jason are gone, tune into Toddlers and Tiaras. I think it originally airs on Tuesday at 10(unfortunately it conflicts with my beloved Nip/Tuck and Real Housewives) but repeats throughout the week. I promise you fashionistas and real moms an escape from reality treat!


Sex and the City Fashionistas to be Recessionistas in the Sequel



The following is a parody of the storyline for the Sex and the City sequel written by Lee Siegel. It is a little wordy but funny nonetheless. Check it out.

"The cast of Sex and the City recently signed up for a sequel, but Carrie & Co. may be surprised to find New York different than they remembered. In the new economy, Mr. Big is Mr. Small, Bergdorf Goodman is Hong-Tsu’s $10 Store, and Clifton, New Jersey, is the new Upper East Side.
Kristin Davis, Sarah Jessica Parker, Cynthia Nixon and Kim Cattrall… have all signed contracts with New Line Cinema for a second film based on the HBO series and the book by Candace Bushnell; Michael Patrick King, who wrote and directed the first film, has signed on to write the script…. The sequel is planned for a 2010 release.
—The New York Times, February 6, 2009
Opening Scene: Catching Up
The girls meet up in the cafeteria in Hong-Tsu’s $10 Store—formerly Bergdorf Goodman—to fill each other in. Their lives are as rivetingly complicated as always. Carrie describes her comical efforts to have shoes included in her extended COBRA benefits. Charlotte is excited about her and Harry’s move from Manhattan to a three-bedroom garden apartment in Teaneck, New Jersey. Samantha, who now works for a federally funded agency that offers oral sex to unemployed bankers, tells some revealing stories. There is a moment of tension when Miranda wonders aloud whether she and Steve might be able to buy Charlotte’s old condominium at a foreclosure sale, but the two old friends kiss and make up when Miranda adds $2 to the tip for their waitress, who just happens to be Charlotte’s second adopted Chinese daughter, a 42-year-old former train dispatcher named Iris, now supporting her parents by working double shifts at Hong-Tsu’s.
There is a moment of tension when Miranda wonders aloud whether Carrie’s role as director of the Save Prada movement is keeping her from being with Small when he needs her most.
Scene Two: The Great Depression
Tragedy hits Small (the girls’ new nickname for Big, who hasn’t had an erection since September 2008) when Bronx Community College cuts off his financial aid and puts an end to his dream of becoming a refrigerator repairman. The girls quickly convene at Hong-Tsu’s. Charlotte invites Carrie and Small to come out to the “country” for the weekend and stay with her and Harry and daughters in their new two-bedroom apartment in Garfield, New Jersey. Samantha thinks she might be able to get Small an administrative position at her new job, a federally funded agency that offers oral sex to unemployed auto-industry executives. There is a moment of tension when Miranda wonders aloud whether Carrie’s role as director of the Save Prada movement is keeping her from being with Small when he needs her most, but the two dear friends kiss and make up when Charlotte announces some big news: Harry, who had got caught up big time in the real-estate euphoria of the ‘90s and lost tens of millions of dollars in a plan to build a ski resort in the Florida Keys, is eligible for Medicaid.
Scene Three: Glimmers of Hope
Small’s health-care provider agrees to cover Viagra; the new tax code allows Samantha to take a $1,200 deduction for her mouth; Charlotte and the family move to a one-bedroom apartment with a sunny “breakfast nook” in Lodi, New Jersey; Carrie leads the march for Dolce & Gabbana in Washington, D.C.; and Miranda catches herself before wondering aloud whether Small’s daily dose of 1000 milligrams of Viagra will affect his concentration when he takes the dishwasher-maintenance exams next month.
Scene Four: Setbacks
Although it is December, and a snowstorm is on the way, the girls decide to save a little money and, instead of meeting at Hong-Tsu’s, hold their weekly tête-à-tête on a bench in Union Square Park, just a stone’s throw from what used to be the Union Square Café, which is now Pat and Dominick’s Bowling City. There is much to talk about. After her initial joy at what the girls gigglingly referred to as Small’s sexual “surge,” Carrie was plunged into despair when Small, experiencing a four-day erection, had his member struck by a bicycle messenger while waiting for the light to change at Broadway and 86th Street. Charlotte immediately invites Carrie to stay with her and the family in their new studio apartment in Waldwick, New Jersey, until Small gets out of the hospital. Carrie bursts into tears. She is torn by guilt, unable to decide between caring for Small and rushing to the bedside of the ailing Manolo Blahnik, who had been struck down when the march to save Versace in Washington turned violent. Samantha, now administering oral sex to unemployed newspaper editors under an emergency provision in the stimulus package, votes for Blahnik. Miranda is about to protest when it begins to snow, and the girls, unable to find a federally funded taxi, take refuge in Pat and Dominick’s, in exchange for polishing the balls.
Scene Five: Opportunities
Carrie arrives at Hong-Tsu’s breathless with some big news: The new bipartisan health-care plan, which provides medical coverage to every American citizen, so long as the primary-care physician is based in Iraq, is going to pay for one-half of Small’s prosthetic penis. The girls put their heads together and try to think of a way to come up with the money to pay to complete the operation. Samantha, recalling the recent purchase of Chase Bank on eBay by a Mrs. Estelle Dobbs of Eagle Rock, New Mexico, offers to sell her body online. Charlotte suggests that Carrie save money by moving in with her and the family in their new tent in Clifton, New Jersey, overlooking the Passaic River. Miranda, who represented the city’s homeless people in the recent “shelter buyout” brouhaha, offers to sue the government. Carrie is so moved that she forgets to attend the Jean-Paul Gaultier Bailout rally in Park Slope.
Scene Six: You Can’t Always Get What You Want, But...
The girls collect enough money to pay for two-thirds of the second half of Small’s prosthetic penis, and they meet at Hong-Tsu’s in high spirits. There is more to celebrate than Small’s comeback, however. Congress has passed a sweeping Public Works Program and everyone has a job! Carrie is working both as editor-in-chief of the new Zagat’s Guide to New York City’s Best Soup-Kitchens, and helping to oversee the government’s efforts to convert the Big Three’s cars into energy-saving shoes. Charlotte is employed in a federally funded arts program that shows imprisoned real-estate brokers how to paint houses and yards instead of selling them; Samantha has been sent by the US to the Middle East to head up its Sex-for-Peace initiative; and Miranda and Steve are working in a government project to teach Signal Corps movements to Americans who can no longer afford cellphones. The evening ends with some fabulous news. Iris has just married Hong-Tsu, and the two of them are going to buy up everyone’s debt. Hugs and tears."

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

The Bachelor Jason Mesnick- Girley Man Douche Bag Wimp of the Year



I am so turned off by Jason Mesnick, I cannot believe I am taking the time to post about him. My mouth is still in the catch flies position after watching what went down on The Bachelor last night. Let me begin by saying that I never liked Jason. When he was on the Bachelorette with Deana, I really disliked him because he was such a kiss ass and wimp. To me, he came across like a total phoney. He had wimp written all over his face. I was thrilled when Deana chose Jesse over Jason and enjoyed watching Jason get dumped....sheer guilty television bliss.


And then he becomes The Bachelor! Ugh! Really, what type of guy has a job where he can take off for months on end? I wonder how much The Bachelor pays the cast members. Anyway, I digress. I never liked Melissa or Molly. I thought that Jason should have ended up with Jillian but she is much too good for his whiney whimpy ass. I felt so sorry for Melissa, being dumped on national television and I relished the moment she called him "a bastard". She handled herself quite well and in the long run, she is going to have real men knocking down her door. I can just hear her parents saying "I told you so.....this is why we did not want to appear on national television for this charade".


And Molly? When Jason sent Molly packing, he cried like a little girl. I was ready for him to curl up with Tye's binkey and start sucking his thumb. She knew he made a mistake. But I have no respect for Molly. I cannot fathom that she wants to give it another go with this girleyman. She should have told him to fuck off. I would never want to be someone's sloppy seconds. And who wants to be with a man who can't even make up his own mind? No wonder his first wife dumped him.


Jason definitely deserves to be named the Douche Bag, Cry Baby, Wimp and Wuss of the Year. Hands down. I hope that Molly gains some self respect and dumps him ASAP because this is not a couple who will go for the long haul. Time to grow some testicles, Jason!