Here’s to Good Ol’ Fashioned Mud Slingin’

It’s election season and man-oh-man are these candidates starting early with the mud pies! I’m thinking rather than put one another down over petty personal details (who cares if Newt has a dozen ex-wives/mistresses) they could all come together and try to do something about the economy. And they can start by putting that mud to better use, i.e., a once a week mask to help suck out all the nasty toxins they’re picking up on the campaign trail. My absolute all-time favourite and ELLE Approved is Borghese’s Fango. My go to lift and firming tool for the past twenty years. I like to use it twice a week and leave it on for an hour to really get all the nasty gunk out. Side effect: a lifted and super-smooth complexion. Something tells me one or two of the Pesidential candidates could use a little lift… Hello, Ron Paul… Are you reading this? Regardless of who’s sworn in early next year, you can bet they will look a whole lot better with this dirty trick!

MUAH!

divaD ๐Ÿ˜‰

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Published in: on February 22, 2012 at 8:33 pm  Leave a Comment  
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Whitney Houston Dead… The Party’s Over…

As I prepare to attend a party in Newport Beach, the shock that Whitney Houston died the weekend of 11 February 2012 probably won’t settle in for some time. But truth be told, many are surprised it didn’t happen sooner. The legend admitted to Oprah in 2010 that she had struggled with drugs for more than a decade. However, it remains to be seen just what the cause of death was. But I’m sure before the ink is dry on the death certificate the rumour mongers will have their say: After being seen on the town with Ray J., did he put it on the diva so good that she just couldn’t handle it…?; When reading news that she was being considered as a judge for X Factor did she leap to her feet, shout ‘I’m back’ and then drop dead…?; Or did her step-mother murder her after Whitney put her out of her house…? Whatever the story will be, I like many, will always LOVE Whitney Houston… Now, what to wear to a masquerade party…?

MUAH!

divaD ๐Ÿ˜‰

Published in: on February 12, 2012 at 2:20 am  Leave a Comment  
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Etiquette Lessons for Atlanta (WannaBe) Housewife Marlo Hampton…

Many of us are still reeling from the South Africa episode that launched Marlo into the Atlanta Housewife group. And when I say launched I mean shot out of a .357 Magnum and all but NeNe (maybe) will be spared. One couldn’t help but be in awe of a seemingly articulate, refined and good-looking black woman making her way through South Africa’s International airport with an Hermes Birkin and blanket, Chanel bag and STACKS of Vuittonย  luggage. But the awe soon turned to awful when this former, former, former, former, former, former, former (and counting) ex-con began giving the other ladies etiquette lessons. First of all, “knowing” how to eat bread, pass salt, stand or sit in a skirt has less to do with etiquette than manners. And dare I say, true etiquette is about making those around you feel comfortable. But what’s even more hilarious is watching Miss Atlanta County Jail, 1999, 2000, 2001, 2002 and 2003 in all her contradictory glory. First, one does not invite herself OR accept an invitation to a group vacation without first asking the hostess of the trip; Second, when hostess gifts are given one does not feign shock over not receiving one when one wasn’t supposed to be there in the first place; Third, everybody knows it’s in poor taste to discuss finances or anothers lack there of; Fourth, one does not demand to be invited to a night on the town when you’ve already been told you are not invited; Finally, derrogatory comments about others when one doesn’t get her way is just childish and petty. But in Marlo’s defense, the prison library probably only had the Cliff’s Notes version of etiquette…

MUAH!

divaD ๐Ÿ˜‰