startswithanx | January 29, 2009
Will someone explain to me how the word “fat” and Jessica Simpson can be uttered in the same sentence? Poor choice in clothing? Yes. Fat? No. This is how Nicole Richie’s are created.
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Did anyone else decide that they like Ted Haggard after the “Oprah” interview?
startswithanx | January 27, 2009
When you attend an Oscar-buzzing movie on opening weekend, you are almost asking for it.
You will undoubtedly have to sit next to a stranger, maybe even in front of a homeless man who sits backward in his chair, licks an ice cream cone and stares at you until the movie starts (“Star Wars,” the re-release). [...]
startswithanx | January 25, 2009
The movie-going experience is something I take very seriously. Do not fuck it up for me or I will make it known that you are doing just that. Whether it’s turning completely around in my seat and staring at the foot thats kicking my chair and then following the rude reflex all the way up [...]
startswithanx | January 22, 2009
I don’t know about you, but I’m all Obama’d out. In fact, I think I’m suffering from some type of Obama Delirium. I’ve been walking around muttering something about faithfully executing office or is that executing faithfully? And I think I ordered a Jason Wu one-shoulder gown at Subway yesterday. Don’t get me started on [...]
startswithanx | January 19, 2009
I honestly think women have more rude awakenings than men. And I mean rude awakening in the literal sense, as in a bucket of cold water to the head at 5 a.m.
I realized this last week when I had to get out of bed a good 20 minutes before my regularly scheduled wake-up time. I [...]