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Sometimes It Sucks To Be A Woman

Being a woman - sometimes it sucks. We bleed, for starters. Then our bodies create the cottage cheese-like substance called cellulite that seeps like malevolent sludge outwards and downwards from our thighs. And in the cruelest joke of all, our entire history of binges, diets and babies can clearly be traced in the stretch marks that scar our bellies, breasts and buttocks, flaunting our deepest secrets like tattoos or age circles in the trunks of trees.

I remember when my first stretch marks appeared around the age of 16. "What happened to you?" asked a boy I met on the beach in Italy, inspecting the curious scratch-like white markings on my otherwise tanned and toned thighs. "I was attacked by a ferocious dog," I explained. He fell for it, but inside, I was crestfallen.

Stories like this were common among women of all ages - then along came StriVectin. A miracle, it was. Suddenly women in their thousands were lining up at Barney's to purchase the wonder cream capable of vanishing away - or at least somewhat fading - our nasty go-faster stripes.

Now, the same company has come up with a range of new wonder products -  an anti-wrinkle facial serum which, they claim, is so good it will eliminate the need for Botox. (Anything that deters my fellow sisters from injecting biohazardous bateria into their faces is a good thing, in my opinion. Plus it costs a sexy $130 - so it must work.) I tested a little of the StriVectin Hydro-Thermal Deep Wrinkle Serum on the back of my hand at a press lunch thrown by the company at the Mondrian Hotel a few weeks ago. I have never felt a baby's bottom aside from my own, but that's kinda how my hand felt after I applied the serum and held a warm towel over my skin. So far so good.

Then there were products designed to take years off aging hands. Craggy, wrinkly hands with parchment-like skin are a problem, especially here in L.A. where our hands are constantly exposed to the sun, even while driving, the company rep explained. Just take a look at Madonna, he said. She has the face of a 30 year old but her hands give her away. They have come up with special non-scented creams (so guys don't feel funny using it too) called 'Ultra-Concentrate Cream for the Hands' and 'Self-Heating NanoExfoliant'. And for older customers, a special potion called Lumedia that apparently fades away age spots, those tell-tale brown dalamatian marks that appear on the hands as a person gets older.

I gave that to my mom, who is embarrassed of the age spots on her hands, so much so she even had laser beams blasted on them to make them go away. Not all them did, so I gave her my sample of Lumedia to test. 15 minutes later, she came running in waving the backs of her hands at me. "Look, it's working!" I explained that it takes up to a month for results to appear, but she was convinced she had already seen a difference. She'll be sending me her 30 day report soon...

Lumedia ($90) is available at saks Fifth Avenue or call 1-800-253-8163

StriVectin products are available at Macy's or go to www.StriVectin.com

Posted by Caroline Ryder

The Return of The Watch

Toy_watch_chrono_group I know, I know - ever since God invented cell phones that can tell the time, no-one wears watches anymore. Watches are annoying. You have to put them on. And take them off. They get scratched. They steam up in the shower. And remember watch-related tan marks back in the nineties (shudder)?

It would take a very special kind of watch for me to want to strap any time-keeping device back on my wrist - but I think I may have found one: The Toy Watch, which is so cute it is more accessory than time-keeping device. Toy Watch has only just launched in the US (the designer Marco Mazilla is a vintage watch collector  who lives in Milan, Italy) and so far, only a select few are in the know - one of them being Madonna, who has been seen sporting her sexy new Toy Watch around town.

It comes in a range of colors and the design is unisex - chunky enough for a man but detailed enough in the face (think mother of pearl and diamante detailing) to appeal to girly girls too (I'm a big fan of the pink). The straps are cool - they are made of non-bendy plastic links connected like a Rolex strap. Basically, it's a high design watch that looks like a Rolex, but at around $250, costs significantly less. Clockwatching has never been this much fun.

www.toywatchusa.com

Posted by Caroline Ryder

What is Not Sexy

Victoria's Secret launched its first "What is Sexy" list. (why? your guess is as good as mine) But it leaves me seriously wondering if Victoria has any real secrets at all. I won't argue with their choice to make St. Tropez the sexiest international city, I've never been there, but I hear the chicks get the tits out. That's pretty hot. Nor will argue about their chosing chocolate as the sexiest food, but I will say oysters are a close second. Here are the things they got seriously wrong though:

VS: Sexiest Car-  Ferrari 430 Spyder 
Sure a Ferrari is sexy, just like a Hummer... Anyone driving this car is over compensating for having a little willy. And really, is that sexy?

VS: Sexiest Movie Ever: Unfaithful 
What!!! Is infidelity, getting caught, and watching a dude's head get crushed with a snowglobe sexy? What about Last Tango in Paris? (when Brando asks for the butter!) or, Henry and June (when Uma Thurman and the Italian chick who played Anais get it on).       

VS: Sexiest Song Ever: Sade – No Ordinary Love
Sade makes me want to vomit. If you're talking sexy songs, either Beast of Burden by the Stones, or Can't Get Enough by Barry White would be much hotter than a lite music queen crooning about strange lovin. Does anyone really get hot and bothered over Sade?                                                               

VS: Sexiest Male Musician: Adam Levine – Maroon 5
Um, clearly Victoria Secret hasn't seen my boyfriend. Eric Jonasson of Gram Rabbit is by far the hottest male musician... ever.

VS: Sexiest Male Actor: Patrick Dempsey                                           
Unbelievable! Patrick Dempsey?!! Hottest male actor?  What about, oh I don't know George Clooney? Who voted on this list? Even the chubby kid from Dawson's Creek is hotter than Patrick Dempsey.                     

VS: Sexiest Male TV Personality: Jay Leno                                 
I can't even respond to this one.

VS: Sexiest Couple: Seal and Heidi Klum                                                                
Damn, maybe they are sexy, but it's kind of cheating. Isn't Heidi a major VS model? personally, when it comes right down to it, and let's be honest, if we're talking who you'd want to see get it on, would Seal and Heidi even spring to mind? Brad and Angelina would have won hands down, you know if she wasn't all knocked up now.
 
Maybe Victoria's Secret is really like the hot chick who should keep her mouth shut and just smile real pretty...                           

Monsters Ball

101_0351Materials and Applications in Silverlake celebrated the completion of their latest installation, "Here There Be Monsters," with an all-ages party on a recent Saturday afternoon. Designed by Workshop LEVITAS, the curvy, dynamic bridge spanning M&A's now-flooded courtyard is constructed from 150 pieces of freshly cut bamboo that are lashed together with plastic zip ties. The environment is meant to evolve over time. Some of the kids (including me) got in touch with their inner ape, climbing the tubular bamboo instead of simply walking across. Either way the narrow footpath is not something you'd be advised to navigate in heels - especially since the water below the bridge is no tranquil reflecting pool...(cue scary music).
101_0346The usual suspects were in attendance: local artists, architects, designers, and passersby who just wanted to chill to the sounds of the DJ, who manned the decks from a rubber-wrapped table submerged in a foot of water. But there were also other invited guests: aquatic "monsters" lurking beneath the water's surface just waiting for a small child to casually dangle a foot. The creation of M&A's brainiacs Jenna Didier and Oliver Hess (pictured here, spooking me down to my boots), a fountain designer and computer programmer who work collaboratively as Infranatural, the creatures exist in the form of "smart fountains" that respond to motion with an upward surge, a gentle gurgle or a ripple. Rubber boots were provided so that visitors could mingle with the monsters, and of course I put them on within ten minutes of arriving. But few others seemed interested in splashing about. I wonder what they were so scared of???

Rabbit Season

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If you missed Gram Rabbit's sold out show at the House of Blues earlier this month, never fear, there's still time to get your ears out. The Rabbit's played with Ima Robot and brought the house down. I personally saw two drunk chicks fall down the stairs while dancing to the hypnotic beats, so literally, they brought the house down.

Tomorrow is your chance to see them for FREE at Tower Records on Sunset..6pm!!!  Plus their new album Cultivation will be on sale for less than $2...

Friday, the bunnies will be at The Echo, for a KCRW sponsored L.A. Record Release Party (with Spindrift and Crooked Cowboy & the Fresh Water Indians). Doors open at 8 pm. (tix: $8 ADV/$10 Door)

For those of you who want to hit the dusty trail meet me at Pioneertown this Saturday— KCRW is sponsoring The Hi-Desert Record Release Party (with Goldspot) at Pappy & Harriet's ($15 admission includes a free CD) 8pm til Sunrise (no one parties like they do in the Mojave) ... I'll buy you breakfast!

PHOTO by Mark The Cobrasnake
* full disclosure, Gram Rabbit is a kick ass band, so kick ass in fact, I'm shtooping the guitarist. Don't tell my mom.

Style Spawn

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It seems our little blog has its own off shoot. Please welcome "The Other Style Council"  to the blogosphere. The geniuses behind the genius— Derek Thomas, Craig Gaines, and James Moreland— are copy editors here at the LA Weekly. Without them you'd know just how illiterate some of our writers are (me included, or is it myself included? now you stop laughing boys!). I can only imagine what they think of our drunken posts, they must read our slips in punctuation, spelling, modifying, and conjugating in horror. I can't get enough of their donnish humor. Check it out for yourselves...http://www.theotherstylecouncil.blogspot.com/

"So why does this blog exist? Because Derek spent a few hours Friday night creating that crackerjack illustration at the top of the page (please note that Derek spent Friday night creating a graphic whose sole purpose is to out himself and two colleagues as geeks). So now we're stuck with it. Look to this space in the future for discussions about the auditory differences in slamming shut American Heritage and Webster's New World College dictionaries, what we eat for dinner Tuesday nights, the existential implications in romanizing URLs in copy, how much I hate en dashes (oh, how I hate you, en dashes!) and the singular genius of Ray Bradbury."posted by Craig at 9:14 PM

Bookmark it, they post daily.

License to Ill

Okay, I haven't been abloggin' for a while, but I have a good excuse! I've been sick. Really sick. And it hasn't just been one thing either. I've had some serious stomach issues and a cold. I'll spare ya the gory details but suffice to say I haven't exactly been feeling like getting dolled up lately. It's been sweats and tied back hair in front of the tube for a couple of weeks now (though, I did make myself go out to attend a couple of events for my Nightranger column. See this week's paper for the lowdown).

So as anyone whose been sick for an extended period of time knows, you get really chummy with your TV. I even got sucked in by the soaps again! I used to watch Days of Our Lives when I was in college and much to my amazement, most of the characters are still on that damn show. Evil Sammy Brady is still at it, Bo and Hope are still the romantic centerpieces, and Dr. Marlena Evans still in some kind of peril. My gawd, these shows are as bad as reality TV, but they're so... easy. And when you're sick, you don't anything to be hard. I've been eating a lot of mashed potatoes (one of the few things I've been able to hold down).

By the way, I never blogged after the Style Council's fabulous party a while back and I just wanna say thanks to all who attended! And thanks again to our wonderful goodie bag sponsors (see post below). Us Style Council girls love a good gift bag, but I gotta say, it really is much more fun to give than to receive! Keep checking the blog for news about our next Style Council event!

Cupcakes, Cocktails, and a Crystal-Studded Cockroach

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The Style Council threw their first LA WEEKLY sponsored Fashion Party last Thursday, to celebrate our latest Fashion  Issue— "Hollywood Forever"— an exploration of age-appropriateness in fashion and the rise of granny chic, with a shoot inspired by Harold and Maude. By most accounts the shindig was a huge success!! The only bummer was, a bunch of people didn't make it in and we're so sorry if you were one of 'em. We had no idea the invites we handed out just the week before would have yielded such a big response. We continuously filled the 300 person capacity Marvimon House, a converted 1920s Italian car showroom. Owners Miguel Nelson and Sherry Walsh rent their home out for parties, movie shoots and screenings. Img_3832Clint Catalyst (left),  fabulous man about town and writer for Top Model showed up with Top Model Lisa in tow, and a bedazzeled LIVE-cockrach broach designed by Jared Gold.  It crawled all around squiggling it's little legs...We got a last minute RSVP from John Hensley (below right), who plays MattImg_3943 McNamara on Nip/Tuck. His rep wrote us the next day that John had "the best time." I was so excited to see designers Uriel Saenz and Tarina Tarantino (right in the pink hair, with a guest). And a special shoutout to the designers who dressed the Style Council, Img_3972_1 Caroline wore a gorgeous Trina Turk 50's-esque bombshell number and a necklace of Tarina's, Steffie rocked a blue silk and gold threaded plunging party dress by Petro Zillia, and Meghan dressed me in her "No U Fabulous" tunic. I flipped for her show this LA Fashion Week, and tried to recreate her whole "James Blonde" look— the dangerous double agent. I even followed the make-up tips artist Karl Giant gave me, and Nina Van Arsdale of Smashbox made sure I had all the necessary acoutrement to recreate the look. But the party wouldn't have been possible without planner extraordinaire, Michele Gott of Center of Attention. Michele's done tons of parties, from Moon Unit Zapa's wedding to Ozzy Osbourne and Sharon's Wedding Renewal Bash. She tracked down all kinds of food and treats, and fun things for guests to do. Michele took care of everything. She was just amazing. And her right hand gal, Christine La Londe,  organized a special fashion show for us.Img_4046 Models from Younique Mgmt, wearing clothes from our big fashion issue including Chulo Pony and Cynthia Vincent, stomped down a table runway decorated by GD Designers with cupcakes and flowers.
    Our guests were treated to vodka cocktails made with X-rated Vodka who sponsored the event. Erik Hart of Morphine Generation with a friend (right) enjoyed a cool cocktail.Img_4088_2 And if X-rated vodka wasn't enough, the beverages were served by a few handsome devils from Beautiful Bartenders, who also co-sponsored the party. These boys rocked it out, no one waited  for booze.
Img_3864_1And to keep guests' tummys in check Fred Eric from Tiara Cafe sponsored an all organic menu. I've never been to a party where the food didn't run out. Fred's staff, rolled and sliced and tossed all night.  Trays of chicken wrapped in bread, and smothered with a delicious lemon spread went around and around, while herbed brown rice in chinese cartons, and fennel salad made a lot of folks happy. Fred's crewImg_3916 (left) worked in an open kitchen and we had a blast chillin with them. I highly recommend stopping in to the Tiara Cafe. The waitresses were dressed in American Apparel outfits, metallic bikini tops under white t-shirts, and  "hooter" short shorts.   And Yummy Cupcakes in Burbank sent us over beautifully frosted treats (right). People raved Img_3821_1 about them. They even piped on little "LA Weekly"s.  Pink Frankenstein, director of the documentary Bardot-A Go-Go, was our amazing DJ, who also whipped together a DVD of spliced-together fashion movies, kept the crowd boogying, Lina and Steffie took turns at the wheels. To keep the party going, Ruisseau Espresso passed out free cappucinos and espresso. And for the peeps who wanted to take a break from the dance floor, April Monroe gave guests Airbrush Tattoos and Heidi Img_3816 Richman  (left) held her Heidi's Night of Beauty, giving Urban Decay make-overs, manicures and  touch-ups. After getting made up, Andrew Kitchen had his portable studio on hand to take gorgeous portraits of guests. There was just so much going on. I'm exhasuted even thinking about it again. We sent guests home pretty happy too. We handed out gift bags with either American Apparel velour rompers, or their new unitard (perfect under short skirts and dresses, or for yoga!) or their sexy boy short undies; Smashbox make-up palettes with eyeshadow, blush and lipstick; Minx jewelry (silver guitar pick necklaces, or tiny cassette tape earrings); Bed Head S-Factor hair care products; and J. Gerard Black Peace Shirts!



ALL photos by The Cobrasnake, for more, go here: Fashion Weekly

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