Ash Wednesday is another good reason to think about Liz Taylor

Thanks J-son for sharing this.

RIP Liz Taylor

Unbelievable sadness. The sexiest woman of the 20th century?!

(From Cat on a Hot Tin Roof. Paul Newman’s character must have been ultra-gay to be unswayed by all those sultry under garments).

Liz Taylor, eat your heart out

Ah the interwebs. I just re-discovered my favorite performance artist, Nao Bustamante, and this delicious performance at Sundance last month.

Pre New Year’s Resolution

My resolution for the start of the new decade is to improve my Japanese. The husband suggested keeping a daily diary in a notebook, that bound thing full of paper. Which he will correct later. So we went to Family Mart and bought an adorable 100 yen Muji notebook.

Here’s my first sentence, timed for tomorrow night’s bounenkai with Green Eyed Geisha:

はい。ホストクラブでだまされないようにする。

(As preparation for the long anticipated trip to the heart of male vanity, I have been watching Suddenly Last Summer on Youtube. GEG, out of kimono, will be my Liz Taylor. I hope that our elaborately coiffed hosts do not consume me like the cannibals who “devoured” Liz’s cousin. Liz is not only gorgeous, but this role foreshadows her real life career as beard to Montgomery Clift, Rock Hudson, and Malcolm Forbes. Katherine Hepburn plays the perfectly in denial mother, and Liz truly “chews the drapes.”)

Liz Taylor at Michael Jackson’s funeral

In her senior years, Liz is looking less ethereal and more Baltimore.