Posts Tagged ‘nyc’

NYC

By Michele - October 16th, 2009

New York City is everything. It is my life. It is who I am. I genuinely feel that it makes me a better person. I don’t know how a city, something so undefined, can do that, but it does. It makes no sense and it is the only things that makes sense. It inspires me everyday to work harder and it gives me energy. It reminds me that however little I have at times, there is always someone who has less. It makes me smile. It makes my cry, but it is always a good cry. It makes me feel alone and independent and completely surrounded and overwhelmed by people. I feel at home here and I really can’t ever imagine being anywhere else.

Loving salad in the BK

By Michele - February 25th, 2009

You love salad. I love Brooklyn. Now you will love salad in Brooklyn.

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/02/25/dining/25brooklyn.html?_r=1

MMmm. Enjoy.

The Real Houswives of NYC: Neither Real Nor Housewives

By Michele - February 24th, 2009

First of all, I am going to start by saying I love these shows. These women are so ridiculous it just brightens my day. After having said that, I do want to point out that these women are neither real nor housewives. Bethanny, is totally my favorite and I feel she is the most down to earth out of everybody. She has a lot of money but she at least lives on earth with the rest of us. She’s honest and has issues that make her seem human- trouble with her father, her boyfriend, stress starting a business. I’m pretty sure she loses “realness” points in her bra, but I am willing to over look that. Jill comes in a close second. She is a little caddy and immature, which makes her slightly less likable, but she is a loving wife and friend and an overprotective jewish mother-something that many people in NY can relate to.  She is the closest thing this show has seen to a housewife, so I will give her props for that. She does “work” and raise a daughter, who seems to have turned out pretty well.

Ramona and LuAnn come in next. Ramona is totally chemically imbalanced and bipolar and nothing about her is real from her attitude to her body. Her 10 year old daughter has more of an idea of what happens on earth, but she has her moments and she is good for entertainment purposes.  LuAnn has good intentions, but her status as a countess has really gotten to her head. How many times in one hour can I watch her correct someone for not calling you countess Delesepp? I mean, who really cares? I like that she is charitable and wants people to have better manners, but it is pretty unlady like to treat everyone like your inferior because they are not a countess.

Without a doubt, Simon and Alex are at the bottom. Who are these people and why do I care? They’re not from NY, I don’t know where they get all this money from, they are super strange, and at the end they are just social climbers doing a reality show for status. No offense, I don’t think this is the way to go. And, no one with their gaydar turned on could deny that SImon is most likely a homosexual. He LOVES to shop, which some gays do, but he loves buying flamboyant clothes. PInk suede shoes…I know it is the hamptons but please (Exhibit A). In addition, everything about their relationship is so routine and cheesy. If my boyfriend did the stuff he did, I would probably throw up in my mouth a little bit.  On another note, I know SImon is Australian, but where does Alex’s accent come from? How do they get off spending $8000 on clothes and they live in a shit hole in brooklyn? I LOVE the BK, don’t get me wrong, and there are beautiful homes there, but that is not one of them. It looks like an old apartment in WIlliamsburg stapled with shingles by crack heads in the 70s. That’s not the way to becoming a socialite. And another thing, who goes to the hamptons and then complains about the beach?? You are totally missing the point of going to the hamptons at all. Yes, there is a beach and it is great to lie on, and it is great to escape the city in summer. But mostly you go there because you rent/own/stay with a friend in a beautiful home with a beautiful pool and you eat and shmooze all day. Even if you can’t afford a nice place, you can still hang out at nice restaurants. That’s how you meet people- not walking around the beach in wetsuits and banana hammocks complaining that the water is cold (exhibit B you know SImon is gay).SImon and Alex get two thumbbs down in my book- they are clearly not real, and looking at their devil children, they are clearly not good housewives(although I could easily see SImon in an apron).