Spend Oscar Nite W/Reichen, Jai and I!
If you are in Los Angeles come hang out and cheer on your Oscar faves! Tickets are $20 and a portion of the proceeds benefit local LGBT charities.
Fashion
Chic Flights!
1. DRESS FOR SUCCESS
Often there are cuties on board or a pretty flight attendant (also, the paparazzi stakes out the L.A. to New York route). You gotta look good getting on and off the plane! Wear fabrics w/a bit of stretch that won’t wrinkle. Try Earnest Sewn Jeans (my fave) or dark Diesel’s in the fanker cut. Add on a simple top or polo. A Cashmere sweater thrown over the shoulder completes the look. For shoes try the classic Tod’s driving shoe, old-school tennies or even flip flops (w/socks “Marcellas-Style”)! The sweater is crucial as it becomes a chic way to stay warm in-flight.
2. HYDRATE
Any dermatologist (mine is Dr. Lawrence Rivkin in Beverly Hills) will tell you, water is crucial to good skin. I drink @ least 8 oz. for each hour I’m on-board. Once you could bring your own bottle(s). Now you have to beg! And NO, Coke and coffee don’t count! Alcohol? Bad idea. It dehydrates.
3. SKIN CARE
Amber Valetta, Supermodel/Actress, recommends the following: Dab on eye cream. Mine is Neem Eye Cream by Sundari. Add moisturizer. I use oil-free Kapha Moisturizer by Sundari or Dr. Patricia Wexler’s Acnostat Lotion w/salicylic acid if I’m experiencing a breakout. My addition to this would be lip balm. My favorite is Rosebud Strawberry and I love Perfumeria Gal Madrid Fragranced Lip Balm in Pear!
Randomness 7!
I’m crazed. Some of you are like, “Yeah, idiot. We knew that.” But right now I am. I met a really nice boy (gay guys are always “boys”, no matter how old they are). He’s very sweet. But aren’t they always sweet at the beginning until they rip back their skin and show that underneath they are a lizard creature like on the 80’s TV show V? Anyway he’s nice. Sexy. And I’m thrilled.
Janelle had to cancel and will not be doing the AIDS Walk with me this weekend. I’ll be doing it with my pretend husband, James and with my Erika. It’s a bit of a reunion. Of a few of my faves from this summer.
Randomness… 6
This is just a little bit of what’s going on in my life right now.
I just purchased a Rolex. I’ve always wanted one. I thought I’d have a rich husband (by now damn it) who would buy me one. But God bless the child whose got his own and now I do. It’s gorgeous. And I’m worth it. After my summer in purgatory I deserve something nice.
My name appears in a baby book. My best friend Kata is pregnant with her 1st child. She and her husband were leafing through Beyond Jennifer and Jason, Madison and Montana & there in the Reality Star section is Marcellas from Big Brother. Spelled correctly. That’s just crazy! Does that mean there are little Marcellases out there, named after moi? Love it!
The Slap Heard Around The World.
So we all know my girl is in trouble again. You know I loves me some Naomi. And who hasn’t had trouble with the help? Though my roommie and I love our current maid. Not to mention she could probably take us 2 queens down in .02 seconds! The woman just moved a sofa by herself, the same one Eric and I both drag about the floor, huffing and puffing while scratching the hardwood! I think Naomi should be forgiven for her…let’s say, short temper. She is after all one of the World’s most beautiful women. Naomi’s current predicament got me thinking, “Who will I smack this summer?”
12 OF 12…5!!!!
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So this may be my last 12 OF 12 for a while. It’s a good one because it really shows what my life is like.
Lately it’s all about the gym and diet for me. I get up and hit the gym 1st thing for cardio on an empty stomach. I do 45 minutes 5xs a week. And 3/4xs a week Melanie and I run in the late afternoon.
Hold… For Plane.
So I’m on hold. In suspended animation. Waiting for the other shoe to drop. In a crazy elevator caught listening to weird muzak. The summer looms ahead as I sit wondering what the hell am I going to do. I usually look forward to the summer. I mean really who doesn’t, right? When you are a child you look forward to summer vacation. When I became an adult and began modelling I loved summer. It was my busiest season. And all my friends would pour into the States from all over the World. It was fun. As the host of House Calls: The Big Brother Talk Show I’ve felt the same way. Every summer I know Big Brother is coming and my gig will be back. I look forward to making new friends and being silly. Now as Big Brother All Stars looms I’m in even more of a state. Am I doing it? Will I be back for House Calls? I just shot another pilot which brings my total pilots since 2002 to 15. Will that pilot get picked up before Big Brother/House Calls and will I be doing that instead? The mind reels.
One thing remains consistent, whatever I do I gotta go to the gym. Ya can’t be too thin and the camera adds 10 lbs. Right across your ass, thigh and abdomen. A very smart woman, (Oprah) once said, “Nothing tastes as good as thin.” Well she never had the banana cupcake or the coconut chocolate cupcake from Sprinkles or the pecan bear caramel apple from Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory. I have (yesterday) and that’s even more reason to hit the gym!
The funny thing is that though I’m on hold, the World around me moves forward. I don’t wanna work. Period. I’ve got money in the bank and more coming in everyday for doing plenty of nothing. Right now I’m content just going to the gym, taking 5 mile walks with Mel and hanging out laughing with friends. But life doesn’t stop. The phone rings, it’s my agents. “You have a model booking.” “Um mm, what?” Check my email, it’s my friend Nik. “Hey handsome, so you’re booked for Before and After’noon Movie.” I’m happy and blessed and grateful but @ the same time I just wanna stay home. Or go shopping @ Barney’s.
12 Of 12… IV
Four.
So this is what I do for a living. I’m a fashion stylist. Not a hair stylist. Not a food stylist. A fashion stylist. Sometimes. Most of my life is spent on camera but when not, a boy has to eat and there are many salespeople whose families depend on the fact that I use my living room as my closet because I have too many clothes! My roommate is not happy. Actually E is a peach and doesn’t care. Why should he? The clothes are new and cool! And my closet is his.