Rachel No

So, one of the reality shows that I have been sucked into is the Rachel Zoe project. I was drawn in because of the fabulous clothes. Let's face it her showroom is the closet of my dreams.

This season, I can barely stomach her though. In the beginning I thought her self deprecation and push and pull relationship with Rodger was interesting. Now, that self deprecation is more clearly categorized as self esteem issues. Sure, it must be ego blowing to be around all of these people that the magazines say are the most beautiful this or that, but Rachel basically fawns all over every tall, skinny mini that she comes in contact with. Its weird. I know they call it Hollyweird for a reason, but watching this show is like seeing broadcasts from Bizarro world.

I won't even mention the sadness that is her boney frame. You NEVER see her eating. There is lots of coffee but, Brad (her assistant) needs to get her a sandwich STAT!

In the most recent episode, she and her husband get into it because he wants to start a family and she keeps coming up with excuses for not getting it crackin'. If he stays with her past this year, I would be surprised.

Frankly, she'd probably be fine with him leaving, that way she could spend more time with her Chanel blazers without being under the gaze of his judgmental eye.

Holla

Apologies - I'm Back Now

Friends and Strangers - I hope you are all well.

It's been such a long time. I'm sorry to have just fallen off like that. But, I think now, my life is at a stage where I can pick this back up.

I was feeling like I didn't have anything new to say, same old experiences, same old BS.

Here's the update...

Social Life -

That guy that fell in love with me..."Whatever dude" was my unspoken reply. He was so full of shizzle. We had great chemistry. Could talk and bug out about anything. But, then my scorpio sense kicked in and I started picking up little inconsistencies between what he said and what he did. I set out to find out what he was lying about. Eventually, I did and I dropped him. Lesson = Just because someone is grown, doesn't mean he's mature.

He's still saying that he loves me. But, I honestly don't think he knows what that means. That's done-zo. I'm dating new folks.

Work

Still at that big consulting firm, although not for much longer. Over the past 18 months, I've experienced a level of hate and -ism (race or sex - its hard to tell) that has been crushing my spirit. I can't believe I stayed in it for soo long. I'm sure I started believing some of the crap I was being fed. But, something happened recently that just shook me to my core and then what I needed to do became crystal clear. I'm making plans to move on. "Give us FREE!"

Life

I'm going to be making a 180 next year. By the end of next year, I'm going to be doing something COMPLETELY different for a living, living somewhere else and probably loving someone new. I'm very excited about the changes and I'll keep you all posted as each development occurs.
This month I've begun to lay the groundwork and it is very exciting.

I look forward to bringing along my old friends and maybe picking up some new ones along the way.


Holla

PB