Showing posts with label Glamour magazine. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Glamour magazine. Show all posts

Monday, March 22, 2010

Have you ever been caught gettin' busy?

I did a reporting gig for the April issue of Glamour on this very subject, and some of the stories I heard were beyond mortifying! One involved a guy getting caught walking around his girlfriend's apartment nude in sky-high platforms, and another couple got busted by a COW! I can easily say it was one of the most fun assignments I have ever done. Yes, I get paid to talk to people about their sex lives. I'm quite good at it, actually. I don't know if it's my no holds barred approach (no question is off-limits!), or my sweet southern accent that makes people feel comfortable opening up about things they'd only tell their BFF. Can you just picture me asking someone, "So he stuck the vibrator...where?" Haha!

The all-time best "caught" story is Jim's apple pie incident in American Pie. God, I love that movie. (I've reference it before here.) His dad's masturbation talk was pricelss: "I have to admit I did a fair bit of masturbating when I was younger. I used to call it stroking the salami. You know, pounding the pud. I never did it with baked goods, but your Uncle Mort, he pets the one-eyed snake five to six times a day." And if memory serves me correctly, there was also a brief clitoris chat. Umm yeah, I think plenty of guys could benefit from that one!

So tell me: Have YOU ever been caught gettin' busy? Spill it--I know you have! And check out the Glamour stories here. Which one is your favorite?

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Primpin' ain't easy

Today I'm going over to my photog friend, Dan's apartment so he can snap a few pics of me for my new website. What? New website? That's right—FnF is getting a makeover! (Can you handle it?!) Of course in a perfect world, I'd have the money to buy a few new pieces and get my hair blown out for my mini photo shoot, but that is just not my reality right now. So, I'm using the resources I do have to help make me look as fab as possible. Liza was nice enough to do my makeup before she left for work, and Jenn will be on hand to take care of my styling. And Dan is a kick ass photographer who can make anyone look gorge, so I'm feeling pretty good.

Like my bathrobe porn star pic? Oh yeah, it's hottt. So I had a minor meltdown this morning about my hair. Lately it's been greasy when I wash and blow it dry, and I have no idea why. I thought today would be different because it needed to be, but nope! You know how you keep doing the same thing over and over, but still expect a different result? Yeah, well, I should have known better. After I blew my hair dry thoroughly, it still looked like a grease monkey, and that's when the waterworks began. (It was not pretty). Luckily, Liza came to my rescue.

Batiste Blush dry shampoo saved.my.LIFE! Liza sprayed it all over my roots, and it looked SO much better. Amaaazing. After I take out my velcro rollers, I'll be good to go!

Yikes, now I gotta prepare for what I want my pics to look like! Ideas anyone? Jenn keeps emailing me asking if I have all these accessories and pieces of clothing, and I'm like, umm...no, no and no. Ahh well, we will pull it together. It's going to be funny—I don't think Dan knows how seriously we're taking this! 

Remember this "Walk of Shame" shoot I did for Glamour? That was crazy! I think I'll skip the hot dog, bird's nest hair and runny mascara this time. (Hmm, or maybe not?) If you could do your own mini professional photo shoot, what would it be like? I asked Channing to be in mine, but he never called me back. Call me, babe. XOXO

Thursday, December 31, 2009

2009: What a year it's been!

As you know, 2009 hasn't exactly been the best year of my life, but I'm so happy that I decided to document everything here on this blog to share with all of you! One day, soon I hope, I'll be able to look back at this time in my life as a minor hiccup on my journey to success and riches. 

I'm going to take this opportunity to look back at my favorite posts from the last five months. (Has it been that long already?!)

1. I was used and abused as a laundry bitch.
2. I had a very public orgasm experience over FREE soup.
3. My alter ego—What up, gangsterrr!?
4. I got TMI raunchy-style for the first time here. 
5. NYC douchebag hatin' was goin' on here. 
6. I got waaaay too competitive in yoga class.
7. I remembered the greatest, coolest, kindest, most badass man that has ever lived here. Miss you, Dad!!!
8. My love letter to Samantha Ronson. XOXO
9. Pop-Tarts!!!
10. Celebrity Flashback! Channing, Nick, Romeo—call me ;)
11. I introduced you to the Bean Bitch. 'Nuff said.
12. I blamed NYC for my fat ass here. 
13. My Glamour photo shoot: Walk of Shame!
14. I admitted it, I'm no smarty pants.
15. NYC party snobs. The usual suspects: Headache Girl, Miss Moody, Miz Fab.

Aww, fun times! Well I hope everyone has a safe and FUN New Year's Eve! You better believe I'll be posting Photo Shoot Friday tomorrow, so check back in!

Tell me: What was 2009 like for you?