Made to Wear...but for Who?

Ok, so here’s the question of the day…are clothing designers (high-fashion) really that talented? I ask this because, if you are designing for the rich and famous, you are only really designing for the “beautiful people” who would look equally good in a potato sack. So, is it really fair to compliment and worship these designers for their “talent”? I mean, dressing human stick figures can’t really be that hard. However, having said that, there are some who obviously get “it”…it being that women want to be dressed appropriately for their height, weight, etc. and still feel beautiful, like Vera Wang's recent dress for Oprah. WOW! So, if you all find a designer who makes clothing for women who are petite and curvy, let me know

London calling...

Some of you may or may not know that I went to school in London for a semester, so seeing all of the trauma that went on there today really makes me sad. London, you are my second home, and the prayers of the American people are with you. And, may God bring hell's fury on those who choose to exploit religion as their platform for evil.

The Disappearance of Deep Throats...

Well, folks, I haven't written in a little while;I have been pretty busy. But, it took something like this to bring the writer in me alive again. So, now the courts have decided that our nation's press is no longer free, meaning reporters have no rights to keep their sources confidential. That means that if Watergate had happened today, we might have a more crooked government than we already do. Now sources will be afraid to reveal what they know because there is no more anonymity. There is something to be said for keeping silent on some subjects, but when your country's well-being is at stake, and you feel like you have no one to turn to for fear of something as severe as death, that silence exists for the wrong reasons. This is not Iraq. We are supposed to be a "free" people. But, what is freedom with no Freedom of our Press to cover what they believe to be news. No Berstein, no Woodward, no Geraldo (ha, ha). So, the next time you're talking to your lawyer or your doctor, beware. They might be the next ones forced to talk...