Beginning to Begin

I recently was asked to help produce a video for the Academy's Graduation Fashion Show. Bright and bubbly me will be at your service, gripping a microphone for dear life as I watch time deny all physics. Apparently events like these make 20 hour days feel like 3 hours. My hair will be professionally poofed backstage with models as I try to convince them that crack does not count as meal and that people do have careers after the age of 23. It will be filled with glorious interviews with hob nobby people that I am sworn to secrecy to not release. Simon, the director of the department, gave me knife, made me cut myself open, and had me sign a contract in my own blood. But that's o.k because I'm sure they can prove tho the jury that it was only red ink. And if all goes well, to New York Fashion Week for another video, and the launch party for the magazine I am on staff with- OneEighty. The video should be up in May. The year of Amy is beginning to begin.

Hi Vanity Fair, let me introduce you to Alfred.

This is one of the best photo spreads I have seen in a long time. The direction of the shoot is impeccable, like the original film masterpieces. Finally, a remake worth talking about....

Come Sail Away

Freaks and Geeks is one of my all time favorite shows, but there are a couple episodes I haven't seen. I watched the pilot today. Brilliant. Of course the show was cancelled. Why is the general public so ignorant?

When the duel Evils of Jews and Fashion Meet

Last week, Foxnews.com accused Madonna, Unicef, and Gucci of harboring donations to the Raising Malawi Foundation. Madonna is hosting a fundraiser on Feb. 6th for her Raising Malawi campaign to raise money for children in poverty. Because several community organizations, and other non profits are supporting her campaign, this must mean Madonna is stealing this money to get kids to not renounce the New Testament. They made this claim, even though the organization is a registered non-profit. This coming from the news source that also said we went to war with Iraq because of the 9/11. If I were ever the the formally popular game show "Who Wants to be a Millionaire" and I had a lifeline call, I would call Madonna any day before I would call Hannity or O'Reily. At least Madonna wouldn't dance around the issue using scare tactics to get me to agree with her answer.


Gucci and Madonna's reps have denied the accusation saying "I think that the claims in the story are outrageous, they are incorrect, inaccurate, hurtful and malicious," followed by "The reality is — and it’s never been a secret — that the Raising Malawi organization was cofounded by Madonna and Michael Berg, who is one of the spearheading executives of the Kabbalah organization. The Raising Malawi organization is completely separate from the Kabbalah, and they are run as two separate organizations."

And why, pray tell, is celebrity gossip on the news. THE NEWS. Im sure this story would never have been covered if Mel Gibson was trying to convert kids to Christianity, even if he was using another organization as a front. And why am I covering celebrity gossip? Look at what fox news has done to me. Bastards.

Dear Craigslist

From my six month hiatus, i am back, ready for the year of Amy. Although I have already been fired and am currently going broke, that doesn't mean it still can't be my year.....right? So be thankful that right now I am so poor and have nothing better to do than write in this blog because apparently craigslist has nothing to offer me anymore. Me and craigslist...we had a great thing going but its over. For months, its been teasing me and leading me on, letting me think "Hey Amy, this will be the perfect fit for you, immediately quit whatever your doing because there is something better on the horizon". Well Craigslist, I am sick of you treating me like a fourteen year old girl who is convinced that true love waits but is to scared to tell her boyfriend. I will not wait for you Craigslist. I know we had some good times, you got me my kick ass apartment in Nob Hill that from the outside appears like I am in the mafia. You found me a free microwave, and even gave me a second chance with that missed connection I had with that Mission hipster who had on the same pair of skinny jeans. Who would have thought he would have ended up to be my high school principal. Craigslist, I don't even need you anymore. So pack up your stuff, get out, and quit with the drunken text messages. It's over. And one last thing Craigslist, I just joined Digg. Take that.