Kissing A Fool

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Love is Eternal So You May as Well Share It

The Regret of Love and Silence

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We are Always Changing: Quote of the Day

We are not the same persons this year as last; 

nor are those we love.  It is a happy chance if we

changing, continue to love a changed person.

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Quote of the Day: Love and Violence

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Luo Zilin Might Not be Broken, but Naomi Fixed Her

Oh, snap!  The laxatives have hit the catwalk, chirrun, and that's all I know.  In case you have a life and haven't been paying attention to internet twaddle about people whose lives have no bearing whatsoever on yours, let me hip you to the how it goes: Luo Zilin, an aspiring model and former Miss Universe China who was also mentored by Naomi Campbell on "The Face" was just snapped in Ibiza all hugged up on Naomi's ex-lover, Vlad Doronin.  Luo, who is also known as Zi Lin, and will probably be known in the modeling world from here on out as "The Supermodel Who Almost Was" better kick off her Louboutins and run for her damn life, because Naomi is coming for her.

I don't know what Luo Zi (Cray-Zi) could have possibly been thinking:  Naomi and Vlad have only been apart for a minute, and the hooka met Vlad through Naomi. Miss N doesn't even like to give away phones that she can't throw at people anymore- did Luo really think Naomi wouldn't mind her humping on her ex when she can still smell his money and sweat on her pillows?  Bitch, really?  I have said it before and I will say it now, Naomi ain't the one.  I have three-year-old twin nieces who have no idea who Naomi Campbell is and they know this, I don't understand how Vlad and Cray-Zi don't.

Y'all KNOW that Naomi was (rightly) pissed- she gives this bitch a chance for an amazing career and all the perks and she says 'thank you' by bangin' on her piece? Well, if you didn't know how mad La Sopa is, you will now because Luo has been dropped by her modeling agency- MIX Model Management- for acting a ho (they worded it nicer, of course).  I hope Vlad's penis is as impressive and memorable as his portfolio, because dick memories are all that chick is gonna walk away from this with besides a wrecked modeling career.  Maybe if she's lucky some kid serum leaked out of his test tube into her incubator and she won't have to worry about working for the next 18 years. While that could happen, of course, I would like to think that Vlad learned something from his mentor Leo DiCaprio about drinking heartily and often from the offering bowl of uber-hot models without spilling anything. We'll see in a few months.

Speaking of Leo, Vlad better get his steering aligned and stay clear of bush league maneuvers like this one in the future because I'm sure Leo doesn't want peeps thinking that his protege is learning this rookie mess from him, and I am sure he doesn't want to get caught in the hail of cellphones as bullets Naomi will be machine gunning at any yachting vessel anywhere near the Iberian Peninsula. Leo has been standing at stud for all the top modeling agencies in the world for a while and seems to be very generous about sharing that status, for Vlad to pick the one trick-in-training who is 20 years younger than Naomi and relatively close to her instead of one from the A-List Hollywood and; Billionaire's Stable is petty and junior high, and I am betting he was punished with more than Leo's titanic gaze of disappointment (sorry- I couldn't resist).

You know the one person who is not disappointed at all and is probably reveling at this whole drama de los amantes is Vlad's long-estranged wife Ekaterina (estranged for an eternity, bitches, but never an ex. Yep, I'm looking at you, Zi).  That woman has probably laughed the Botox out of her face as she sits on her Mink chaise lounge donning the super wealthy Russian equivalent of pajamas and a bowl of popcorn- an ankle length Barguzin Sable fur coat and a Lalique Igor bowl of Imperial River Beluga caviar- and reads about all this foolery via her Google alerts.

Hot with a Chance of Sexy: Scott Bakula

I was at home last night flipping through the channels and I noticed that Magic Mike was on HBO, and since I had never seen it, I decided to check it out.  If I had paid money to see that mess in a movie theatre, afterwards I would have immediately started playing Powerball Lottery until I hit the jackpot, returned to  that said movie theatre, bought it, and then burned it to the ground. Halfway through that "Magic Mess" I had to turn it off because I felt like I was being punked.  I understand that it was all about the visuals, and while I can appreciate that Big Dick Richie is hot and Tatum can dance, that topic they were sitting on could have produced a virtual gold mine of dialogue.  They could have made it super campy and over- the- top; hell, called it Showboys if they had to.  Make it awfully delightful, hilariously dreadful- make it so bad that it's wonderful- but they didn't do that.  I got the feeling that the writer(s) were laughing at their audience, not with us. In fact, I still can't shake the image of whoever wrote that "script" sitting at his newly purchased mansion in L.A., doing lines off of some prostitute's taint, cackling in delirious disbelief that he actually got paid in real US currency and not with a Hello Kitty money box with milk chocolate coins for writing that drivel.  I'm sure that I got dumber because I watched even part of that crap, but thankfully I still knew how to work the remote control and read, so I saw that Behind the Candelabra was about to come on a different HBO channel.  And I had to at least give it a shot.  The Kennedys may have been the closest thing to royalty we've had in living memory here in the States, but Liberace was surely the biggest queen.  I had no idea what to expect with Michael Douglas and Matt Damon playing the leads (I thought they did well), and I certainly had not expected the timeless Scott Bakula to even be in the movie- what a lovely surprise!

For those of you ladies (and gentlemen) of a certain age, you simply must remember Scott Bakula as Dr. Sam Beckett on Quantum Leap.  I lurved that show!  Rather, I hearted Scott Bakula. Even though there were prettier men on television, there was just such a folksy, charming, sexy, nerdy yet leonine loveliness and vibe about him- he made me feel funny.  He was also the first person who made me want to be- oh, I mean bang- a scientist.

Scott was born in St. Louis on October 9, 1954 the oldest of three siblings.  He moved to NYC in 1976 and did some stage work before moving to LA.  He did some commercials and short-lived series before the writer's strike drove him back to New York.  He came back to LA when he won his role on Quantum Leap, but he had done a variety of guest spots on shows such as Designing Women, My Sister Sam, and Matlock prior to Quantum Leap.

He has done a multitude of shows and movies since "Quantum" went off the air, and it is nice to see his handsome face on the screen each time. If he has had work done, then he desperately needs to pass that surgeon's number out to his co-stars and friends before they go the way of Stallone, Rourke, Rogers, et al.  It's horrible enough watching women wreck their faces trying to get splashed by the fountain of youth, seeing what most men end up looking like is just terrifying. The art of surgical facial beautification for men is definitely still in its infancy.  I love that Bakula has retained his masculine features, and aged gracefully and (seemingly) naturally. It's sexy when a man emits the sleek yet dominate ferocity of a lion- not when his face and eyes have been stretched across his head to physically resemble one.

For more information about Mr. Bakula you can check out his Wikipedia page here.