Spotted: Lourdes and her Hottie Daddy

This past Sunday, Madonna's daughter Lourdes and her sexy dad, Carlos Leon were walking the AIDs walk side by side with me and my friends in Central Park.

Lourdes was wearing a cute skirt with knee high striped socks.  Carlos sported an appropriately sexpot leather jacket and aviators.  

A really attractive little family, that's all I can really say.

What did Beyonce do to her face?

On the cover of this month's Marie Claire magazine, Beyonce was looking a little different than her normal bootylicious self.  A little busted as far as I'm concerned, and when compared to previous images of the diva, just plain odd.

I've consulted many of my celebrity loving friends, and we've narrowed it down to 3 possible options: face lift, losing weight, or eye brow shaping.  

Now, I really hope that Beyonce realizes that she is much too young to be getting a face lift, but this strange transformation from say, her Austin Powers days makes me question it.  Losing weight could have made her face skinnier overall, but doesn't account for her weird Mickey Mouse-esq appearance.  

I vote for eye brow shaping.  her eyebrows are much fuller than previously, and less curvaceous.  very similar to Beyonce's shrinking booty and hips.  And a bad waxing job really can change the whole shape of your face.  Maybe lose the extra weight in your brows lady, and put a little extra on the rockin body that made you famous in the first place.

Hilary Duff will now be walking the AIDs walk

Today I received a "personal" email from Hilary Duff, and by personal I mean a mass email sent out to everyone walking the AIDs walk, but still written to sound like the little pop princess is talking directly to me.  It turns out that she was "moved" to participate in the AIDs walk because although she has played many "meaningful" roles on tv (that's debatable), the AIDs walk is more meaningful than any of these!  No kidding.  So, she's decided to join me, "center stage" to fight AIDs at the walk.  Woo Hilary.  Good for you, you've decided to take a break from getting veneers and losing weight to do something worthwhile-yay!

All mocking aside, I think it's nice that she wants to get involved and draw publicity to the AIDs walk.  Now, being the competitive AIDs walker that I am, I think my team (Broads for a Cause--DONATE!!) is the best AIDs walk team out there, despite the fact that next to my ambitious team members, I tend to look like a fundraising slacker.  Soo, two questions immediately jumped to my mind.  How big is the Duff Master's entourage going to be, and how much did she fundraise, being the celebrity she is, with access to unlimited wealthy contacts, personal funds and media outlets.  I figured that hands down she would had my team beat and crush my dreams that my team members would exceed anyone else's personal donation levels. So I took a quick gander at her AIDs walk team fundraising page: 

http://aidswalknewyork2009.kintera.org/faf/search/searchTeamPart.asp?ievent=295208&lis=1&kntae295208=A460F549291C4E35946B6626EC4459DE&team=3379368

Turns out I was wrong.  Hilary Duff will be walking with a team of 56 strong.  And yet, with this massive team turnout, they have raised only $760, TOTAL! 

Eat this Hilary Duff.

My team of only 4 ladies has you beat with $1005 raised, and we just got a new team member, so watch out cause we're raising even more!  Donate at:

https://www.kintera.org/faf/search/searchTeamPart.asp?ievent=295208&lis=1&kntae295208=53BD33777469457DAC6EB20A3936A0AA&supId=0&team=3364786&cj=Y

I love NYC in the spring time

So, maybe it feels more like summer out because of the suddenly 90 degree temps we've been enjoying, but I cannot say enough how much I love springtime in NYC.  Every year, I fall for it over again.  There is outdoor seating, frozen drinks that melt away so deliciously and refreshingly.  There are the parks that are suddenly so full of people enjoying life, and the beaches only a borough away.  There are the flowering trees and the beautifully colorful planters everywhere.  

Everyone with a cute dog is out and walking it.  The breeze is warm.  We can finally show off our toes and wear those pretty flowing dresses that have been stashed in the back of the closet all winter.  We don't have to wear coats anymore, only light cardigans.  Bright colors are necessary.  Sunshine is plentiful, and we deserve it after surviving yet another brutal winter of slogging through ice and snow just to get to the subway, nearly dry off, get out and get cold and wet again.  My skin is soft, tan, and freckled.  I feel a little blonder.  The smell of spring is in the air from slightly muddy grass to blooming hyacinths, to that sweet fresh scent that carries on the breeze to keep the hot garbage stench of the coming summer from lingering.

I cannot help but be in a wonderful mood.  It's infectious.  Everyone feels like they are suddenly on vacation, even though we're working hard to get by, free time feels longer and all the more precious.  There is a sense that things cannot get any better than they are right now.  Love is in the air.  Recession smession.  We won't let it keep us down.  NYC will not let it stop us from enjoying the most lovely season of all with a passion.

Gym Class Exclusion

For the most part, people in classes at gyms are extremely unfriendly.  I don't really understand this phenomenon.  It is like there is a small clique of people who incessantly go to one class, be it spinning or ab sculpting or boot camp, and they get a feeling of possessiveness to what they consider their gym territory.  Then they are extremely rude and unhelpful to any new comers who might happen to want to mix up their gym routine and try something new.  They try to make you feel uncomfortable and do not welcome you to the group.  I don't get it.  I mean, I don't go to the gym to make friends.  I have a lot of friends in the city, I go to keep my abs in ok condition and to work off the large quantities of cheese that I like to eat, but I don't understand why we can't be cordial and even friendly to each other.  I mean, there are the few gems who are nice and delightful to be around, assisting you with your equipment and offering helpful hints for how to survive the class, but these are few and far between.  I have a few things to say to those of you who make up the other, much more common group of gym class excluders.

First of all, you are not friends with the instructor.  He is nice to you because it is his job to do so, and he doesn't get paid if no one shows up to his class.  He is just trying to get through the day and sucker you into buying personal training sessions from him on the side.  When you come up to him after class and talk about how this particular class wasn't as rigorous as others he has put on, he probably just wants to punch you in the face and say, Fuck off. 

Second, you are not an expert on the equipment.  I don't know if you noticed, but your form is off, and your bike adjusted improperly compared to everyone else's.  And maybe you should think about mixing up your fitness routine with some new activities rather than doing the same exercise over and over.  It feels like its getting easier because your body is used to it and not challenged anymore.  Time to change it up.

Third, you're probably a douche bag if you feel like you need to be rude to people in the gym setting for not being as good at something as you.  And finally, what is with the jewelry and make up in the gym class?  This isn't a fashion competition, and if you aren't sweat soaked by the end, I'm pretty sure you aren't working hard enough.  If you are going to be so mean, who are you really trying to impress when you are clearly so much better than everyone there.  No one wants to see you boobs jiggling around in that too tight tank top, so put that stuff away.

Thanks, and see u next week, if the sign up sheet isn't too full.

Hefty this

As I was cleaning up my apartment this Tuesday morning after a weekend of letting things get rather messy, I also decided to reorganize all of the cupboards and cabinets in my apartment.  What can I say, once the cleaning frenzy takes hold, you might as well just go with it.  This involved stuffing the millions of plastic grocery bags that I have accumulated over the past few months into the bag holder on the cabinet door rather than just flying loose under the sink.  

Then I got to thinking about how many ducks could choke to death from eating the plastic that I have under my sink should I unleash it on a landfill, and how wasteful it is to have so many of these bags when I have so many perfectly good canvas bags I could grocery shop.  Then I thought how annoyed I get when cashiers try to give me a huge bag to go with tiny purchases like mascara or a new pen.   I don't know why with all the green initiatives out there it hasn't been mandated to restrict on plastic bag usage, or bag usage at all, or to implement more environmentally friendly bags.

I know that there is a debate about whether paper bags or plastic bags are more detrimental to the environment since paper bags mean tree destruction, but plastic bags don't biodegrade.  However, I don't understand why there has been no progress in creating a trash bag that won't languish in a trash dump for all of eternity.  I mean we can make these cool new biodegradable pots for gardening to replace the old plastic standard that simply decompose into the earth once planted, and they appear pretty sturdy.  Why hasn't anyone tried to make a garbage bag that won't leak out all the goopy gunk, but will gradually decompose with the trash inside after a few years?  A development like this could make a great difference in the way our landfills function.  I think Hefty should stop bragging about their virtually indestructible bags that can stretch, contain an elephant, and survive the most raunchy trash and get on it.

It you have only 99 minutes to spare

Watch 'The Wackness' on On Demand.  It'll take you on a trip back to when hip hop music was amazing, drug dealing was just a way to get by, and adults could get away with being ridiculously irresponsible.  One of the Olsen twins makes an entertaining cameo as a drugged out teen (real acting stretch there!).  Its a journey of summer love and heartbreak that will make you miss your high school days, yet appreciate your semi-normal life.