Did anyone else think of this part of Troop Beverly Hills when they heard about Reese Witherspoon being arrested? Just me? K.
Found the whole quote:
“Excuse me officer, do you know who this man is? (Cool it Jasmine) You’re too modest daddy. This is the man who put the space in springston’s teeth. The man who knocked the hat of hatler’s head. He’s the best, he’s the greatest, he’s MY daddy. James the Jackhammer Shackon. Now daddy, shake the man’s hand and let’s be on our way.” -Troop Beverly Hills, 1989
“Yeah, you a real good judge of normal with your gold dress and your matching gold hat. Living up in the Vatican with five hundred mens. Surrounded by the finest antiques in the world… Queen, please.”
-Margaret Cho on how being Pope is a lot like being a drag queen: wearing a dress, judging people, etc.
These quotes from the latest New York Times interview of Candace “Carrie Bradshaw” Bushnell is journalism at its best. And by “best” I mean “drinking rosé through a straw.”
Bushnell looked beautiful in a sleeveless Versace cocktail dress that showed off her collarbones, toned arms and radiant, faintly tan skin. She was drinking rosé through a straw.
A couple of weeks ago, Bushnell greeted me in her Roxbury vacation home with her poodles Pepper and Prancer in a crisp white-and-navy Nordic-style ski sweater.
“I know I’m not a wordsmith,” Bushnell said, the afternoon sun shining on her face through a wall of glass doors. “And I don’t write poetry. Sometimes I think I should, because it’s really helpful. But I always wanted to write novels. I think when I was 12, I started reading Evelyn Waugh, and I loved Evelyn Waugh so much, and I thought: This is how the world really is. If I could be Evelyn Waugh, then I would be happy.’ ”
Bushnell writes at the computer for six hours every day, and she jots notes or bits of dialogue on scrap paper too. I have these pieces of paper all over the place,” she said, picking up a loose scrap on the coffee table and reading from it. “ ‘I’ve come to extract my revenge, sir,’ ” she said in the vaguely English accent. “ ‘Your revenge? Why, you’re — um — surely a lad — what revenge?’ ‘Silence!’ ‘Speak, boy. Speak of what you speak!’ ” She laughed. “And then — I don’t know. Just notes.”
“American tourist Ella uses an iPad while riding a Wi-Fi-outfitted donkey led by her brother Aaron, in Kfar Kedem, a biblical reenactment park in the village of Hoshaya in the Galilee, Israel, on August 22, 2012. Visitors riding donkeys through the Old Testament landscape can now also surf the web while being transported across the land of the Bible. Organizers are hoping to connect the younger generation to ancient Galillee life while allowing them to like, share, tweet and snap it instantly to their friends.”
Really? You can’t just ride the damn donkey and fight with your brother like the rest of us?
(Also, The Dolly Parton Scrapbook is my new favorite thing of all time ever.)