I know the quads often get all the attention, but I really love the Chanel Soft Touch Eyeshadow Singles ($28.50 each), too.
If you’re an aeronautical engineer, a NASCAR driver, a lawn bowler, a professional cycler or an Olympic swimmer, friction can be a nuisance, but if you’re a body scrub, it’s essential. I am sensing some friction between the new Nuance Salma Hayek Walnut Body Scrub ($7.99) and I; unfortunately, it’s just not the right kind.
I thought that after trying and loving my last two products from the new Nuance Salma Hayek line — the Nuance Salma Hayek Cucumber & Rosewater Dual-Phase Makeup Remover ($7.99) and Salma Hayek My Secret Super Moisturizing Body Cream ($14.99) — I was bound to like the third.
Nuance says the gentle scrub, which contains moisturizing acai and passion flower seed oils, can be used every day.
Stress alert! Where the hell is Tim Gunn? I’ve had my assistant call him like five times over the past hour, and he’s totally MIA. I’m starting to think he’s screening my calls.
But why? He knows he’s my mentor. Even after Project Runway propelled him to stardom, we always kept in touch. We even had a spirited discussion about pocket squares just the other day.
I don’t know what’s going on, but I hope he calls soon. I need him by my side in NY next month when I accept that Lifetime Achievement Award from the International Pet Modeling Community Commission (IPMCC). They’re honoring me for my groundbreaking work in plus size kitty modeling.
Cats are saying that I made curves cool again. Whatev. I’m just glad the kitty fashion world is finally recognizing that big is beautiful.
I hope Tim can be there, since he was instrumental in getting my career off the ground.
Not much going on here tonight other than prepping for Fashion Week. I’ve got NY next month, then the European shows shortly after.
I’ve been trying to get my mind and body ready for the long days with lots of P90X (I already feel a difference in my haunches) and extra private lessons with Zen Master Morris. Gotta stay on top of my game because the cats in this industry will tear you apart if you slack off for one second!
And, truth be told, I’m thinking about returning to the mixed martial arts ring. I know I promised my fans that I was done cage fighting, but I miss the thrill, ya know? My therapist says it has something to do with my formative years. Something about having to fend for myself on the streets of Mill Valley, but I don’t know. Sometimes I think I just like to tear sh*t up.
I’ve been busier than usual lately, but I still got some “me” time in last night. I finally bought those Jimmy Choo Uggs I saw in Paris last week. Huzzah!
My assistant kept trying to talk me out of them (“Dude, those are so beyond fug!”), but what does she know? The chestnut looks fab under my tum. Plus, you know how I am about fringe.
This time with Essie!