My gorgeous mother, BarbaraB, took me to see Patti Lupone in the musical Gypsy this week. I’d seen the play last March, but after a ceiling vent fell on an audience member, I couldn’t really focus on Patti’s big finale. I wanted to experience an accident-free performance before the play closes on January 11.
The moment I saw the dress on Cherie’s site, I thought, “That dress has my name all over it.” And I was right!
When BarbaraB and I got to the theater, we checked out the souvenirs being sold in the lobby. I had a laughing fit over a t-shirt emblazoned with a line from the play that — taken out of context — is the campiest thing since “Surrender, Dorothy.” I had to buy it.
Speaking of Gypsy and campy things reminds me of an incident from last spring. I was sitting in a restaurant, expounding on the perfection of Patti Lupone to a friend, when he said that he thought her performance was inadequate, resulting in a conversation that went something like this:
Friend: Patti is not a great Madame Rose.
WendyB: (continues) ………………….?!?!?!?
Friend: (annoyed) Just because I’m gay doesn’t mean I have to like everything Patti Lupone does.
WendyB: (carefully, so as not to raise suspicions) Of course not!
After that, I hit the panic button I carry for exactly this kind of faux-mosexual encounter. All the gay waiters ran out of the kitchen and carried my friend off to a gay re-education camp, where he participated in intensive diva-appreciation therapy until he was cured of his dangerous level of straightness. It was a close call, my friends.
Now it’s time for the daily reminder: Vote for me (you can do it once every 24 hours) for best fashion blog in the 2008 Weblog Awards. Click here to vote. You can also click on the box in the upper right corner of this screen. As you’ll see, I’m an underdog compared to what Katrocket accurately described as “full-time celeb blogger type folks with advertisers and media support.” But I’m not giving up. Power to the people! We shall overcome! It ain’t over till it’s over! I’m a pretty girl, Momma! Here are my campaign speeches so far:
- The do-it-for-Danny-Devito speech
- The fish-feet-and-leopard-print-Wear-What-You-Want speech
- The first-and-only-fashion-blog-to-mention-Tip-O’Neill speech
I’m going to remind you to vote every day until the polls close on Tuesday, January 13, so you might as well lie back, think of England and try to enjoy it. If you need to fantasize about someone else, I understand. Please note that in an effort to be deserving of your vote, I offered to be the anti-Caroline Kennedy and answer any questions you might have. About anything. Ask about tit jewelry for all I care. Enough of you lurkers come here looking for that! No one has asked any questions so far but the offer remains open. Also anyone who posts or tweets about me or exposes their body parts on my behalf will get a sincere thank you and a link back. Those other blogs won’t do that for you. Nope. You only get that kind of attention at Wendy Brandes Jewelry, where all you friends, family members, clients, bloggers and even lurkers are treated like the gorgeous stars you are.
UPDATED TO ADD: Thanks to the gorgeous and talented photographer Lynette of Portland (OR) Daily Photo for mentioning my quixotic quest for online popularity. Incidentally, Lynette, I sent out your Boleyn necklace by priority mail yesterday so tell Mama to expect it this week. (No need to be alarmed, peeps. It’s not a bribe. Lynette bought it fair and square.) If any of you other gorgeous people want to get your own Boleyn necklace, email me at wbjewelry at hotmail dot com and I’ll make it happen.
UPDATED TO ADD: Thanks to the gorgeous, Rhett-Butler-loving, sexy-carrot-admiring blogger Pretty Face for mentioning me today. If I find any provocative vegetables, PF, you will be the first to know.
UPDATED AGAIN TO ADD: Thanks to the gorgeous Cherie, who, as you’ve seen, has provided a good part of my wardrobe lately. She’s impatiently waiting for me to wear my third Shrimpton Couture piece. Soon! In the meantime, she’s encouraging you to vote for me.
UPDATED YET AGAIN TO ADD: Gorgeous blogger JuliaMazal points out that the “I’m a pretty girl” tank top is available for $24.95 at Playbillstore.com. Hmm. I could swear that I paid $15 at the theater. But if you want to get a gift for someone who is a big fan of Gypsy and has a crazy sense of humor, it would be worth $10 more to see that person’s reaction.