being intellectual (not really).

I would post things, but I'm on dial-up (The SHOCK! The HORROR!), which I didn't even know still existed until Isabel mentioned it not long ago. Here I find myself in the same boat, and lemme tell you: It sucks. I've been putting on my Smart Glasses (not really, all glasses look awful on me), consuming upwards of four pots of coffee per day, and actually reading something that isn't a magazine again.

This week I ~finally finished my Anna Wintour biography which may or may not be accurate, and a great book called Snapped by Pamela Klaffke. The Anna bio is obviously about Anna, but Snapped follows Sara B. (which totally freaks me out because I have a friend who runs a theatre/opera/etc blog who goes by SaraH B.) as she goes through a mid-life crisis consisting mainly of not being able to feel out what's cool anymore, something she has based her whole career on. There's an All About Eve-esque character named Eva (who sets about calling herself Eva B.), trying to take Sara's job at the fictitious Canadian indie magazine Snap, where Sara runs the weekly DO's and DON'Ts page. Throw in some dry humor, an old lady with an obscenely large magazine collection, parrots, and sex and Pamela Klaffke actually has a really hilarious book. READ IT.

Fixing a broken link, THIS is my signed DVD of The September Issue.


Also, in the mail today, I recieved a plethora of Australian theatre memorabilia (which is one of my random obsessions, don't even ask) and a playbill of TALLULAH BANKHEAD (my goddess) in Noel Coward's Private Lives from the late 30's.


I'm ecstatic. Now excuse me while I go watch Grace's extra scene on TSI DVD of her showing off her country home. The main theme? CATS, DUHHH.