Meanwhile, I became an Aunt again. (BTW, that’s my thumb in the picture.)
Mary Maureen, born July 11th at 6:25 a.m., 6 lbs., 1 oz. Click here to watch her take her first bath!
I have never even heard of Jordan Younger until last night, when I read a post about her on Jezebel. She became famous for having a blog about her vegan lifestyle. Then a month ago, stopped being one when it got in the way of her health.
I’m not a fan of veganism in general. I know more former vegans than I know of those currently practicing the lifestyle. I’m glad she’s honest about why she’s leaving veganism, and I think a lot of people could relate to her story. I like that now that’s she’s an omnivore again, she’s making a point to eat locally sourced meat (something I need to get better about myself). But now having seen her Instagram account and read her blog a little bit, a question begs. She describes herself as “bi-coastal” and wears pretty top-of-the line yoga clothes. The NY apartment she’s pictured in looks kind of lavish for someone just out of college to be living in. My thought is, “Where does she get her money?”
Veganism is kind of a picky lifestyle, and I feel like this girl fits the stereotype of the vegan who became vegan because she needed something to complicate her life. Given the arc of Jordan’s story, and the press attention she’s recieved, I can imagine that a book deal isn’t that far behind. That said, I think a memoir about how veganism became a vehicle for her orthorexia might make for an interesting read.
As a longtime resident of Geneva, I’m deeply disappointed in how HWS has handled this matter. I’m not an alumni or work for the school, but I do visit their campus occasionally. (Their library, for one thing, is a great place to do writing during vacation time.) I know some very good, very progressive people who work in this organization, and the people who handled this are not necessarily representative of HWS Staff and Faculty as a whole. I hope HWS seriously reconsiders their position on this matter.
This really shouldn’t need any introduction, but a couple of months ago, when some poor, misguided fool at The Huffington Post called “The Beygency” the greatest Saturday Night Live sketch of all time, I nearly vomited. Clearly, that person has never seen Choppin’ Broccoli, which in my opinion is truly the greatest SNL sketch of all time (or at least one of the greatest). Now, almost 30 years later, Dana Carvey has done a new rendition of this wonderful classic, complete with a full backing orchestra.
Carleigh O’Connell is a teenage girl from New Jersey. She had heard from some of her classmates that there was something at her local beach making fun of her butt and body shape. She went down to see and found the words ‘Carleigh’s ASS’ spray-painted onto the concrete. Most teen girls (myself included) probably would have gone home and cried if something like this happened to them, but not Carleigh. According to her mother’s Facebook post and the accompanying picture, Carleigh went to the beach and stood on the slab of concrete above where the spray painted words were located and took a photo. Not only that, but it’s a photo of her in a bikini, showing off her lovely ass.
Although I’m no longer officially plus size (but I still wear clothes in the double digits), I wish I had the wherewithal this girl had when I was her age.
"At the age of 14, Robin Thicke first met actress Paula Patton in 1991 at an under-21 hip-hop club called Balistyx (co-founded and co-hosted by David Faustino) on the Sunset Strip in Los Angeles, when he asked her to dance. According to Thicke, he sang Stevie Wonder’s ‘Jungle Fever’ to her as they danced.”
- From Robin Thicke’s Wikipedia Entry.
I’d like to make a long distance dedication to Casey Kasem, who recently joined Snuggles the Dog in heaven. Casey Kasem accomplished a lot of things in his life, but if I had to single out a contribution to remember him for, it would be this. RIP Casey Kasem…
Who wouldn’t want D.A. Pennebaker circa ‘64-‘65 capturing their wedding for posterity? Last night, I watched this short documentary, You’re Nobody ‘Til Somebody Loves (aka Timothy Leary’s Wedding). It documents the preparation and the reception (but not the vows) of the wedding of Timothy Leary to his third wife, Nena von Schlebrügge in 1964. The wedding had some awesome guests, including Richard Alpert (aka Baba Ram Dass, who also appears to be part of the wedding party), Diane Arbus, Charles Mingus, and Monti Rock III, who sings a rollicking rendition of the titular song. At his website, Pennebaker explains his motivations for making the film:
It was rumored that this was going to be the wedding of the season. Monte Rock III who was singing at Trudy Heller’s but who was also a very pricey and off-the-wall hairdresser was in fact going to be doing the bride’s hair. Nena’s brother, Bjorn, known as the “Baron” was a friend of the Hitchcock’s, as was I, and the idea of going along and filming the wedding seemed not unwarranted. I’ve always wanted to film someone getting married.
Unfortunately, Leary’s marriage to von Schlebrügge didn’t last, and sometime later, von Schlebrügge married Robert Thurman, who, unlike Leary, was able to keep his job at Harvard, and together they had four children, among them actress Uma Thurman. If you are/were fascinated by the ’60s psychedelic glitterati (or just a fan of Pennebaker’s), this is a must-see.
Last year, I lost a very close friend to alcohol-related liver failure who was a little bit younger than Deryck Whibley is now. I was never a fan of Sum 41 (In fact, I hated them in college), my heart breaks just looking at these pictures. The picture on top in particular hit home, and reminded me of my friend at the very end of her life. I sincerely hope Deryck has a better fate than my friend and stays sober.