sean and narcissus


I HELD ELIZABETH TAYLOR’S HAIR BACK – SWEAR.

 Today my friend Sophia and I went for a late lunch at The West Hollywood Gay and Lesbian Community Center, aka The Abbey. Halfway through our entry-lap Sophia grabs my arm and whispers in my ear, “Sean, Elizabeth… Elizabeth Taylor.” Major heart-stoppage. (Me, not Elizabeth Taylor).

So, after a few more totally inconspicuous pass-bys we settled down at a prime Liz-viewing table for lunch. We pretty much ate in silence, breaking it every so often with an “oh my God” and “yeah, i know” and indulging in guilt-full peeks whenever we we wern’t texting everyone we know and could come up with the slightest pretense of looking her way.

Yeah, we’re pretty cool.

She looked amazing, and, despite being confined to her chair, seemed to be having a very good time. Actually, considering that she was out cocktailing with her gays mid-afternoon, confined might not be the best word to describe this lady.

As Elizabeth and her entourage began to leave, madness broke out as the news of Her Presence rippled through the lunching gays who had failed to take a celebrity-spotting lap as Sophia and I had. For most, courtesy and self-respect were quickly gotten over by the prospect of having a blury shot of one of their major living idols on their cell-phone.

About a dozen paparazzi swarmed Elizabeth and her entourage as the wrought iron gates of the club (which had been shuttered to keep them out) swung open. The five or so feet between the entrance of the club and the backseat of the waiting Maybach coach took about 5 minutes to cover. Evading paparazzi = not so easy for the wheelchair-bound. Watch out, Itzhak Perlman. She seemed not to mind much though, she was smiling and waving and even did a pass-by for them, waving from the backseat of her car. Seventy-six and still working the photographers, damn, that lady is a pro.

Post-departure, a star-stunned hostess revealed that Liz’s liquid-lunching entourage included her personal assistant, driver, body-gaurd, and veterinarian. Beat that, Sean Combs.

- Sean Leffers



it isn’t vagina dialogues…
March 12, 2008, 1:28 pm
Filed under: crime, culture, drama, ethical dilemmas, etiquette, food, friends, gifts, people, relationships, romance

hi girls, what’s up?

oh, your vaginas are acting up?

cool… except not.

lately, i’ve noticed alot of girls talking unabashedly about their vaginas. in class, over dinner, in da club: vagina, vagina, vagina.

this is inappropriate. stop it, please.

     But wait, you say, I saw famous, respectable women talking about their vaginas in the vagina monologues and oprah talks about her vajayjay!

true. but there is a difference. for clarity’s sake, i will list people who you may, and may not, talk to about your vagina:

people that you may talk to about your vagina:

your mom

your sisters

your husband or fiancee (and probably only if you have cancer)

dr. ruth

close girlfriends or gay friends who you know won’t be weirded out

oprah: i know she’s probably not your close friend but emotionally she probably might as well be

note: none of these count if you are within earshot of someone enjoying a meal.

people you may never talk to about your vagina:

anyone sitting across a dining table from you

men

television presenters whose program’s audience isn’t at least 80% women

me (half a dozen girls exempted)

i am sorry. i must be so victorian. i just think that it is an odd thing to talk about. i know women should be empowered by their “sex”…

it just seems a little less special when you talk about it to everyone.

 plus it’s gross.

sarah silverman channeling georgia o’keefe

sarah silverman channeling georgia o’keefe via the huffington post



kulm hotel trip advisor post

I stayed at the Kulm with a friend last December, on our way from Zurich to Zermatt by train, which is one of the coolest train trips that you can take- word to the wise.

First off, any hotel that figures out when you will be arriving at an airport, or in this case, train station, without you telling them and sends someone to fetch you deserves major props, I was impressed. But when the guy they send is in the hotel’s livery and the ride is an awesome, crested, vintage limousine with a ski rack, well– be still my heart.

The hotel has very impressive, Grande public spaces- lots of gilt, red velvet, crystal, dark wood, and oil paintings that may have been bought off of some ailing aristocratic family– if I remember correctly. The rooms are done to a very high standard (although that standard may belong to your grandmother). Ours had gorgeous views of the lake and mountains, miles of wainscoting, a couple of club chairs and enough pastel tartan to satisfy all of geriatric female Scotland. The bathroom was on the smaller side, but functional and luxurious, and the products are pinch-worthy.

The highlight, design-wise, of this hotel is the 60s alpine-mod indoor pool and spa area which sits behind a wall of glass fronting lake and mountains. I could have sworn I saw a younger Sean Connery seducing a knowing blonde beauty pool-side.

We stayed pre-season, so the hotel was rather empty, nice for examining the objets d’art but a bit dull when the evening kicks in if you are looking for action. Badrutt’s was far livelier in terms of, well, in terms of anything, so we mostly cocktailed there, then hit the “clubs.”

Breakfast was typical for 5 star Swiss hotels, although service was a bit too eager. I’m sure the season’s recruits evened out by the full swing of things in February though.

Overall, lovely St. Moritz Grande Dame.



on foreign friends

today i met my friend sophia at the beverly center to do some shopping for a merchandising project and have some dinner. sophia is from gothenburg, which is the second largest city in sweden, but before los angeles, she lived in london, so she has a really beautiful, interesting accent. we went to h&m, where i bought these beautiful floral scarves, j. lindberg (also a swedish store), and the new guess where they had free hors d’oeuvre and drinks and a funky tribal dj, then for coffee at the coffee bean at robertson and beverly. i put one of the scarves behind my neck, under the arms, and tied it in the back, almost like a policeman’s shoulder holster so that it was just visable around my neck and along the edge of my blazer’s lapels. i thought it had an elegant effect.

i love having friends from other countries. it makes me feel cosmopolitan and sophisticated.



book finds at the grove
November 3, 2007, 11:24 pm
Filed under: books, etiquette, friends, gifts, kindness, people, shopping, the grove, travel

today i came across two books while at the grove that i couldn’t pass up,

 i have a bit of an obsession with etiquette books, some of the older, more archaic versions are great for a few laughs as well as a window into social codes and structures often extinct. Many others, though, can be relevant,  insightful, and unpretensious reminders of how to be a modern lady or gentleman.

the art of civilized conversation, by margaret shepherd instantly drew me in with the author’s charming, easy voice. it seems to be a genuine, unstuffy, and instructive book on improving and perfecting conversation skills. will write more when finished.

here is an interesting article i found about conversation in history:

http://www.economist.com/world/displaystory.cfm?story_id=8345491

the-art-of-civilized-conversation.jpg

sunny and i have both been the victim of some pretty messed up deeds by villainous strangers lately, so when i saw the kindness of strangers - a collection of travel stories about kind deeds by total strangers, i thought that it would be the perfect book to help us both reframe our state of mind. it is edited by don george and has a foreward on the importance of kindness by the dalai lama.

the kindness of strangers



pefect day in the ‘hood
  • slept in ’till 10,
  • got a surprise im from sunny in togo and talked for about an hour,
  • picked up fresh apples, bananas, squash, and mint at the farmer’s market and a baguette from monsieur marcel,
  • found an ettiquette book i had to have at anthropologie and (i hope) the perfect gift for sunny at borders.
  • watched people decorate the enourmous christmas tree at the grove,
  • met sophia on robertson for some more shopping and coffee.

this is a picture i took last summer of the stand i buy my fruit and veggies from at the farmer’s market.

the fruit company



halloween in hollywood or why i wanted to bash her face in
November 1, 2007, 5:23 pm
Filed under: drama, friends, los angeles, movies, people, plans

last night was without a doubt the worst halloween i have ever had. highlights of the night include:

  • sitting in traffic for an hour and a half
  • waiting in line at -mcdonalds- for 20 minutes because my friend wanted a hamburger
  • finally getting to my favorite bar in la (akbar) only to leave 5 minutes later because someone we were with thought it was “boring”
  • driving in heavy traffic with ultra-agressive, emotional people
  • walking for a mile on hollywood blvd along with tens of thousands of the trashiest people in la
  • going to the “awesome” club that was supposedly $5 cover charge only to find out that it was $40 to get in and then having people get mad at me because i’m being cheap- i’m sorry, but i’m not paying $40 to dance with a bunch of trashy drunk people.
  • being the only person not completely wasted in a bar that was at twice its capacity.
  • finally cutting my losses and walking the 3.8 miles back to my house (i google-mapped it)

the only good thing about last night was that my beer and 2 ginger ales were $5 total plus $3 tip. plans for the $40 i saved by not going to the trashy club include seeing southland tales (by the guy who did donnie darko) at the afi fest ($11) and the darjeeling limited ($11) and the rest toward a replacement ipod.

lessons learned: be more assertive when out with agressive, self -centered people, don’t hang out with agressive, self-centered people.

 next year i’m going to netflix a hitchcock film and open a bottle of red.



five fun plans for this week
October 31, 2007, 8:15 am
Filed under: friends, movies, plans
  • bicycle shopping via craigslist- i want an old one with funky handle bars for cruising around the ‘hood- budget $100.
  • finish reading the glass bead game by hermann hesse.
  • go to bikram- its been a month, it will hurt but i miss it.
  • put together a care package for sunny.
  • go see the darjeeling limited- wes anderson makes the funniest movies.


happy birthday jake
October 31, 2007, 6:52 am
Filed under: friends, travel

today is my friend jake’s birthday.

when i came out to my parents and we had a huge fight, jake came and got sobbing me from the scott’s parking lot on maplecrest in fort wayne.

here we are walking through the redwoods, having a roadside yoga break at big sur, and at a bar in the castro.

love you jake.

little red ridingfags

we had been driving ALL DAY, we needed to loosen up.

the bar in the castro