Team LC Raises It To 'The Hills'

So we are well into our 4th episode of the HOT HOT new spinoff of Laguna Beach, being completely carried by none other than my girl LC, and I must say: Meeee lovey!

They've introduced completely new characters, as the show follows Lauren Conrad's life after Laguna and brings us to L.A. to see her experience her first slice of the professional world at Teen Vogue while hitting the fashion classes hard (don't forget the L.A. nightlife too, duh!).

To all you haters who thought Kristen was going to make her move....Mmmm, I wouldn't wager my new Michael Kors on it, because even if the Jessica Simpson wanna-be is making a cameo in some dumb horror flick, I doubt she'll hold the interest of a raptured audience long enough to stun them with her "acting capabilities"!

At least LC keeps it real. Tune in tonight at the 10-spot for proof.

Thats How I Work the Day Away in the Merry Old Land of... Manhattan!

In the past 3 months, I've been diligently working away, memorizing new rules to live by in the advertising world, adhering to fanatic deadlines, appeasing egos and embracing the world of Manhattan real estate in it's most sublime light (if such a thing is actually possible).

And I'm loving it!

I am loving every strand of pivotal information. Every new article I read in the New York Times. Every deadline I cart my ass around to make. Every new client I shake hands with. I'm falling head over heals... (And surprisingly it has nothing to do with a man (le sigh)... )

But another crucial reason I am loving my daily jaunts around the office is because of the people I encounter on a regular basis. The characters I call my co-workers whom I embrace with smiles are just that; characters. I believe I could take every one of their personalities and use it to write my own mini-series of "The Office". It is THAT good...

Maybe I have found a new calling... I may be forced by the powers from above (and below... and basically just some magical force forcing me) to write a mini-biography of someone I feel to be "exeptional". I will do my best to capture the true essence of their spirit, conviction and persona, and hopefully it will make for some riveting and enthralling words. Maybe, anyway... I'm not setting off to affend, that is for sure.

These days the hours fly and before I know it, 6 o'clock has arrived and I'm eagerly poking my head into my boss' office. "Enjoy your evvvveningggg!" I say in a sugar-coated, upward burst. I only hope she has a hankering for sweets!

I May Not Have Been "That Guest"...

But I sure as heck was "That Bridesmaid"!

Sparks

So I know I'm not posting much these days... I think my goal for the summer is post at least once a week. Anyway, it is official. 4LC moves to NYC mid-June. My mind is in shambles.

I have absolutely no idea what think of the situation. I mean, I know this was nothing he planned or set up... It is just a random twist of fate, something you'd witness while watching 'Serendipity' or 'When Harry Met Sally', or maybe even a cheesey episode of 'Dawson's Creek'. But its real and its happening... in just a few short weeks.

I was speaking to M.Roy the other day and asked her: how can someone feel absolutely NO emotion what-so-ever for a situation that should hit me so hard? How can I be so utterly indifferent and detached right now about this?

When I speak to 4LC its like there are no more words to say... Nothing left of me to offer up. I'm entirely happy for him and the success he's found over the past year and a half of our seperate existances... But how in the hell can I feel so completely immune to someone that used to spark such fireworks in my heart?

Some days I wonder if I am really human.

This past weekend I was a bridesmaid in one of my friend's wedding. I looked at the happy couple with such envy and rapture and amazement. Its not often I witness such love between two people and I felt no shame eyeing their every thoughtful gaze at one and other. It was breathtaking and foreign to me at once.

It made me wonder... It made me question... It made me yearn...