Oh. Wow.
Wednesday, January 27th, 2010
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My husband and daughter love picking on each other. He has lots of experience, so when she manages to get the best of him, it’s totally awesome.
Here was the conversation tonight.
DD: “I like to be one of a kind. Like a lily in a garden of roses.”
DH: “More like a dandelion in a garden of roses.”
DD: “That’s okay. At least I’d get picked first.”
He still cracks up over how quick she was with that. And I mean quick. Didn’t even take a full breath before she popped off with that.
Wouldn’t work for me. Takes me forever to think of something that good.

I’m reading this book right now. Thinking Write by Kelly L. Stone. Now, I may be someone who can rattle off my own disease and explain it so well that even doctor’s are impressed with my knowledge, but I am also the student who earned a grand 0.9 GPA in Anatomy and Physiology despite all my studying. I am a scientific moron. Just make it easy for me to regurgitate and I will score superb on fill in the bubble tests. LOL
So, when I say Kelly keeps it real for the layperson, I am not exaggerating. She starts by explaining Freud’s 3 parts of the mind, Conscious, Pre-Conscious and the Subconscious. She explains relaxing techniques and memory recall techniques. Then she explains brain waves in the different stages of sleep and how they relate to creativity.
I now totally understand why I cannot write new words and play sudoku in the same day. Even though I am published and the Evil level at www.websudoku.com rocks.
The sad thing? After whipping myself into a morning routine of take meds, get dressed, eat, exercise and then begin my day, Kelly advises getting out of bed and staying in that half-sleep “hypnagogic” state, complete with pajamas is a great thing for writing.
So now, to all the people who demanded I get up, get dressed, wear shoes and have a routine, I say, “Ha!”
My daughter and I found this On Demand show. Now, as viewers, what we signed up for was a show about clothes, how they are designed, how one style gets chosen over another and so forth. We wanted to see color, creativity, draping and why this type of style works best here and the other there.
Mainly, we see runway shows with impractical, “stylish” but silly outfits. I mean, somewhere we should see the clothes for everyday people, right? How else do they make it into stores for us to buy? Sometimes the judges look for this, but mostly they’re too busy thinking up a good sound bite.
So here are pictures of the clothes:
http://www.bravotv.com/launch-my-line/season-1/photos?collection=Rate+the+Look
1. Amazing that some people are called “Professionals”. From the moment Coco said she was tired and was going home, abandoning Queen Latifah (as my daughter and I called because she’s seriously beautiful and knows how to make clothes work to her advantage), I knew Lily Remarkable was doomed. Sad, too, because I loved the look.
2. A professional can ruin a lot of great ideas when they make it about themselves, not the project. Again, Coco. No matter what QL said, she “couldn’t figure it out, couldn’t draw it, etc.” She just didn’t try. But the Disco guy. (Yes, I am bad with names.) When his designer finally stepped back and let him go, his disco ball silver dress was the most signature of his style. Wasn’t her style, but he surprised her and that’s a good thing. Mr. Volcano also has a hard time stepping aside. Now, the Mr. Joe Average guy…he’s cool. He tries to understand and work with whatever the designer wants. No drama, just get the job done. And Thai. I think that’s his name. He and Joe Average are all about the work. I like them.
3. When people are whiny, drama queen-quitters, the world can lose out on great art. As soon as Coco refused to draw for the cuddly twins, we knew. Could see it in both mirror-image faces. She just plain wasn’t putting the effort in and she was dooming a designer who seriously had something to add to the world of clothing. Even QL knew. Her face was sad, drawn, but she gave up. She worked on the interpersonal relationship so they could end the show on a positive note, but when half their time was spent on spilled Coco, they had no design until the morning of and all the “pro” could do was make dry, don’t-give-a-shit quips, it was over. Sad. Irritating. I was rooting for Lily Remarkable.
4. If you’re gay, you can stay. Personally, after struggling with Mr. Volcano in the first few eps, I would have shot him in the head. I do not allow ANYONE to pull that breaking stuff, throwing stuff tantrum crap. Everyone has learned. Now, to backtrack a little, I was seriously impressed when he stepped back, put his enormo-ego aside and decided to support whatever the designer wanted to do. And Mr. Avant Garde has impressive interpersonal skills and patience for drama. But, aside from the asymmetrical black and red dress, they had many more, worse mistakes than QL’s one. How in the blue hell was that black net with hidden peacock feathers not a catastrophe? And after the barely-there-in-shreds snake dress? And the comment from the female judges that they would never wear any of that? Methinks the judges played it “Politically Correct”.
5. Okay. QL’s line was dropped because, supposedly, there was a rushed dress with ugly, heavy appliquing and a cheap, excuse for a use of red leather. A simple rhinestone band/belt would have fit the sunglasses and classy dress best and a red leather bow or rose would have fit great. But…anyway. One guy lost for being too conservative on several outfits. Ok. But, for the one chick, Vanessa, to loose out for being TOO DIFFERENT the week BEFORE Lady Gaga appears? Seriously? She would have had so much fun! And been perfect for the assignment! That just sucked. I would have loved to see what she came up with.
6. Seriously? No boobs? We are not making clothes for skeletal models, people. I WILL NOT get a double mastectomy just to be able to wear clothes split away from my sides and open down the middle to the waist. Sheesh.
7. Where are all the designers for people in wheelchairs? Just wondering…