Could I Just Have 1 More Lime Please Sir?

I don't mean to sound snobby, but honestly... when you look this good, and you do things as cool as yachting in the south of France, it's hard to not post photos of yourself. Here's a photo the cabana boy took of me when we were vacationing last week in Saint Tropez by the pool. I think I was on my 5th mojito or something by then, but what is a girl supposed to do when her husband's been working all day?

Saint Tropez & Great News

Excuse my absence from writing. After the wonderful party a couple weekends ago (in which I did choose the Gucci dress for those of you who care), my husband surprised me with a quick yachting trip in the Riviera.
« Saint-Tropez, in fact, where we stayed at this gorgeous little villa. I feel so refreshed! My husband had some business to take care of, so I got to relax all day in the sun by the pool and swim in the ocean. The trip came at the perfect time, I was just starting to get depressed because the soap opera I auditioned for (twice) hadn't called me back yet. Something about being in Saint-Tropez makes it all better though.

I also found this cute Yves St. Laurent swimsuit on sale on the board walk »

Normally its a little depressing for me getting back from a vacation, but when we got back to Fort Lauderdale I had a voice message from the director of the soap opera requesting a meeting over drinks with me. I was so excited I couldn't sleep even after a bottle of champagne on the airplane and tons of jet lag! I can't wait to hear what he has to say! I just know I've got the part. Next stop... winning the best new face of Daytime Emmys. Move over Maura West!

Champagne, Baby

I'm super absorbed in this fantastic literature right now, so I haven't been writing as much as I should be lately:

« Ex-girl to the Next Girl
by Daaimah S. Poole-Dafina

Here's the brilliant synopsis:

Malik is a good-looking man with a reputation for being unfaithful to the women in his life. He and Kimberly are engaged, yet he is also seriously involved with Shonda, who crashes their wedding. Kimberly goes into a deep depression until she meets Andrew. Malik and Shonda get married, and she starts working as a prison guard. To replace the finances that Malik no longer contributes, Shonda begins earning extra money by breaking prison rules. She also gets romantically involved with an inmate who claims his innocence but is found guilty of all charges. Malik finds a new job preparing taxes and meets Nadine, a single schoolteacher. They date until Shonda confronts Nadine in her classroom. Nadine tells Malik about Shonda's visit and questions his status. He admits being married, and Nadine breaks off the relationship. She then realizes how much she misses her old boyfriend, Erick, who takes her back. All the former partners in this absorbing read are eventually held accountable for their bad choices.

So you can't really blame me, its like Danielle Steele novel but like 200x better. Plus, I'm trying to cut down the hours I watch soap operas.

Also I'm disappointed I didn't hear back from the soap opera casting director yet, which is why I downed a half bottle of percocet...

Vote for my Party Dress

Indeed, early this evening I got the OK to pick out a new dress for the huge mansion gala we are attending this weekend. Since I've been thinking about this event over the last few months, letting the important implications of such a huge event slowly sink into my mind, I've narrowed it down to 3 dresses, but I just can't decide... each one is so lovely in its own way. This means I need help from you readers. If you had the money to spend, which dress would you wear to the richest man in West Palm Beach's mansion gala benefit ball? Post a comment with your vote, and I'll wear it!

« Gucci. Floor skimming, carnation pink ruffled silk with hand-sewn crystal & silver pieces lambskin bodice. The silk is 100% Iranian Mountain Silkworm, very rare, and the lambskin is from Jerusalem's countryside wild lambs, which have a reputation for having the softest lambskin on earth. Yum, reminds me of cake.












« Vera Wang. Electric-aquamarine princess dress with heart-scooped neck and full skirt. Emblased with vintage crystals from the Salton Sea and crushed shark teeth from Africa's Northern Coast.














« Marc Jacobs. Strapless floor-length gown made of gorgeous lavender satin from Paraguay. The whole gown is hand-sewn and the bodice has crushed amethyst pieces sewn into beautiful vertical rows.

I was put on this earth to spend money, not manage it

I was put on this earth to spend money, not manage it. That's why I don't understand when my husband gets angry about my spending habits. For god sake's, he's a multi-millionaire venture capitalist! What kind of damage could my credit card do?

« Apparently enough to warrant a "credit card suspension", I found out after purchasing this tennis bracelet at Tiffany's. I was told I have "no respect for hard work when I pursue an impulse buy at $6,000".

"The fact that my birthstone is involved merits no mercy?" I ask.

"Absolutely not."

I also picked up this incredibly cute little necklace (which was priced a bit more reasonably) v


Nonetheless, at least I didn't have to return the bracelet, which would have been nothing but embarrassing. Whats the point of having a beautiful wife like me to love and cherish if I am not truly free to pursue everything I want? All my husband has now–who, by the way, by vow is required to provide for me and keep me happy at all times–is a depressed woman moping around his house, catching up on soap operas. (Which I am readily enjoying. Who knew you could miss so much in just 3 days? Babe is pregnant, Jack is dead, and Jess tried to kill someone again.)

We have a huge gala coming up this weekend, so I am certain the credit card suspension that has turned my life into a living nightmare will soon be replaced by gentle kisses and a prodding to "purchase the only dress that fills my heart's desire", one of my favorite phrases whispered by my husband. This phrase also implies that I must be the most gorgeous, most desired, and best dressed wife at the party. Which is what I do best.

Soap Opera Star or Bust

Wow, I was skimming through our local newspaper today and saw an advertisement already for The New World. When I saw it, right away I had a funny feeling come over me...that I was going to be starring in it. I cut it out right away and framed it for our foyer. If I don't land the role, I am going to be depressed for a year. I just can't wait for my 3rd audition, I'm going to nail it.

Me, Soap Opera Star

So today I went in for my second audition for the soap opera The New World and I think it went well. I showed up looking fabulous (as usual, mon chere) in my new Pucci heels and a pink snake skin minidress that I found last week on sale at Saks that fits me like a glove. At first I was going to wear something that perhaps summoned the nostalgia of the era, but after a day of shopping and no luck, I decided for a modern look with the snake skin.

If you ask me, you just cannot go wrong with animal prints, be it leopard, zebra, or python. I know its illegal, but I would love to don myself in a leopard skin one day. That is, if I ever leave Florida. It's a little hot here to be wearing a fur around, even if it is as marvelous as a leopard.

The funny part is that the director kept hitting on me. He even asked me out for a martini after the audition even though I clearly have a 225 K diamond ring on my wedding finger. Do people have no tact these days? Obviously I am a high commodity, and my husband loves me very much. Not to mention the whole professional-work-ethic ("keep business and pleasure separate") standard. I mean, I am not a prize to be won–I've already been won. Anyways, after I explained that I was a married woman, while waving my hand around, he confessed he just couldn't resist persuading me to have 1 little drink with me after the audition, because I "am stunningly beautiful". 1 drink didn't sound too bad after all... and besides, maybe I could blind him with my beauty and land my dream role.

We ended up heading to the Blue Martini Lounge, on of my favorite places to relax after a long day of work. I had a strawberry mint martini that was to die for, while we chatted about the Soap Opera and how exciting it was to be working on a more serious period piece rather than your run of the mill The Young and the Restless or The Bold and the Beautiful. The director explained that he thought this new soap might be the dawn of a new era: a completely new way of filming and directing soaps, The New World will produced a higher standard of daytime TV and attract new audiences. This is all so exciting to me, and for the icing on the cake, I was offered a 3rd audition for the role of Cherish, a central role in The New World, a poor prostitute dreaming of becoming more.