I love Oprah. I’ve been watching her since I was a pimply teenager looking for diet tips and ways to attract a boyfriend. My dream was to become a journalist and interview newsmakers and celebrities just like she does. I wound up a TV news producer and writer and — although I never got my own show or theme song — I thank Oprah for motivating me.
O and I have been through a lot together. Big hair, shoulder pads, and several body types. We’ve also taken a spiritual journey as we grew up and began to recognize the world outside ourselves. The cynical will snicker, but I believe she encouraged me to be a better person. Her shows prompted me to read great books, be more generous with time and money, and better understand my fellow man.
When I heard it was her last season, I wanted to make the pilgrimage to my hometown of Chicago to see her in person. I lobbied everyone I knew who might have a connection until I scored tickets. I booked my flight and shared my excitement with friends. Keep reading »
I have a shoe problem. I admit this. I inherited it from my mother, who hits the Macy’s shoe department as if it’s the bread aisle at Safeway the day before a tornado. So nine months ago, when I saw the Julian Louie for Aldo collaboration on the runway during New York fashion week, I kind of had a freak out. I watched and waited, and then, okay, I kind of forgot about them. And so I was devastated when I found out the first run of the fairly affordable ikat-print shoes ($125 a pair) were sold out. Keep reading »
is full of surprises, and not just the salvia growing in her backyard
. During an appearance on “The Graham Norton Show” this week, she shared that she is a huge fan of ’90s hip-hop. Apparently, she’s super into NWA and so Graham had her rap part of “Straight Outta Compton,” beeping out the bad words, natch. Oh, and with Geoffrey Rush beatboxing in the background. Keep reading »
What are you doing for the Rapture this weekend? Anything fun? I’m just planning to hang out and watch some “end of days”-themed movies on my couch. If life as we know it is going to be all over, or the Christians among us rise, or whatever, I think it will be important to be ready to hunker down while all the chaos ensues. Personally, I think the human race is going to hang in there until 2012, as the Mayans predicted, but you never know. Just in case, I’ll be indulging in full-fat buttered popcorn and the various ways in which human extinction may occur. After the jump, 10 films perfect for my Rapture Film Festival. Add your favorite apocalyptic flicks in the comments.
The lace body stocking is a little weird and Cher-inspired, but Miley Cyrus does an enviable Dandayamana-Dhanurasana. That’s “standing bow pose,” by the way, and I suck at it. Keep reading »