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It was love at first sight.
Wasn’t even my type.
But I fell in love.
With a dress.
I do like loud.
But this dress screams look at that rose by my boob.
I had to have it.
But I couldn’t.
It’s a 2 thousand dollar dress.
Perhaps you’ve heard, I’m unemployed.
But I was on a mission.
A girls got to have purpose in life.
Then I found it.
On my 3 favorite words…
Rent the Runway.
I could have that dress…
For four days.
For 30 bucks
I thought…
That’s good to be true.
It was.
Each time I had a fancy event…
I went to Rent the Runway.
The dress was always rented.
Booked solid.
The dress was having more fun than me.
I would occasionally google the dress.
Like some obsessed ex.
Then one day…
On ebay.
My dress.
Actually someone else’s.
It was pre owned.
And affordable.
I put in a bid.
I “won”.
But I was in El Salvador.
On a medical mission with Mending Kids.
Didn’t seem right to buy it from there…right?
Plus my Wi-Fi sucked.
So I lost it.
Or so I thought.
It magically appeared on eBay again.
Now I see…
God wants me to have this dress.
I bid.
I “won”.
It came.
I wore.
I wore it for Easter.
Malibu Presbyterian has Easter services in a tent by the beach.
You should come next year.
It’s lovely.
A few days later I had a fun fundraiser.
With Stella McCartney.
What to wear?
I try my dress.
I feel overdressed.
So I unzip it.
Halfway.
It’s stuck.
What the fuck.
What is it with me and zippers.
My zipper broke at my Good News Foundation event.
I was on stage in front of Maria Shriver, Nigel Lythgoe, and most of the TV people in LA.
It’s like that dream when you’re naked in front of everyone.
Except it wasn’t a dream.
Now another nightmare.
Breaking this zipper would break my heart.
So off I go…
Trapped in my dress.
Hoping it doesn’t unzip in front of a fashion icon.
Stella noticed my dress.
She says…
That’s not a Stella McCartney.
I try to tell her why.
She tells me to go buy one of her dresses
And come back for another photo.
Ana Garcia was wearing Stella.
Suck up.
All sorts of VIPs came to see Stella.
Jessica Capshaw was there with her three year old Poppy.
I’m pretty sure Poppy was wearing Stella McCartney.
I didn’t even see Charlize Theron.
How did I miss someone that tall?
All these VIPs came to support a program called VIP.
The Violence Intervention Program.
They treat kids who have been sexually assaulted.
They give them medical care, clean underwear and love.
VIP is run by rock star pediatrician Astrid Heger.
The Good News foundation has given money to VIP.
That’s some of the best money we’ve ever given away.
I love that Stella, a Brit, cares about kids in LA.
I love how fun and normal she is.
And I love the short shorts she had on.
Of course they were Stella McCartney.
Her stuff is a bit pricy for me.
But if I see it on ebay…
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