Later that day, I got to thinking about...

I have long said that the ladies of SATC would never drink something as highly caloric as cosmopolitans. Thank god I finally have some validation for that point in the form of a blogger also writing it.  Find out what else Carrie, Charlotte, Samantha, and Miranda would and wouldn't do here.

xo kate

“God has given you one face, and you make yourself another.”

You have just over two hours until the greatest new drama since Gossip Girl, ABC's delightfully depraved, Hamptons-based new-millienium Dynasty, Revenge, returns for it's last six episodes.  I, for one, can't wait. If you've haven't been watching up until this point (that's a mistake) or you need a little refresher, luckily, HuffPost has created a Revenge wheel of misfortune to help you keep all the characters straight.

Just think of it as your own personal version of Emily's luau picture.

xo kate

In one week...

xo kate

2011 Obsessions

I have an addictive personality. Over the course of 2011, I became obsessed with the following items.

Please note: this is by no means an exhaustive list.

TV Obsession: Chopped

Book Obsession:  Daniel Silva's Gabriel Allon series

Music Obsession:  Any Drake and Nicki Minaj collaboration

Beauty Obsession:  Macademia Nut Oil Hair Therapy

Hobby Obsession:  Tablescaping

Style Obession:  Stella and Dot

Correspondence: I'm lost without you

Dear Chuck Bass,

Only 4 weeks until your fate is decided.

Until then,
Dfest

WWDDD?

xo kate

If you fall I will catch you, I'll be waiting...

So, this new show The Voice seems a little bit too complicated to me.  I have a couple of friends who are really into it but I find the rules sort of hard to follow.  There's all this chair spinning, teams and duet battling that doesn't really make sense to me.  Apparently, we've reached the point where TV is too difficult for me to understand.  I think that means I'm officially old.  One thing that I have no trouble understanding is awesome singers and contestant Javier Colon definitely is one.  I can't get enough of his version of Time After Time.  Also, his kids are too cute for words.  You can listen here and buy it on iTunes.



xo kate

Later that day, I got to thinking about money.

I love Sex and the City.  It's sort of embarrassing to admit now (I'm not really sure when that happened. How does something go from being cool and fun to "so mainstream it's overdone and too cliche for the coasts, but maybe people in Iowa still like it?" Obviously, that's a topic for another column.  But with Sex and the City I'm pretty sure it happened sometime between Carrie getting broken up with on a Post It and Charlotte pooping her pants.) but I'm a big fan.  I never really got the whole "I'm a Carrie," "I'm a Samantha," thing, because obviously no one is actually as simultaneously two-dimensional and profoundly screwed up as a TV character.  If we were we could save a lot of money on therapy by just watching the movie version where they've all worked out their issues.

Apparently it was raining roses and money at SATC.

At any rate, the best part of Sex and the City was always the clothes and the clubs.  There was a time with "the girls" were actually out ahead of what was cool in fashion and in nightlife.  And the big mystery of the show was never about whether Carrie would choose Big or Aiden, or if Samantha would ever let a man love her, but rather, how in hell did Carrie afford her life?  I mean, the woman hardly works and she lives like a Hollywood starlet. (Who, incidently, also hardly work.) We've all thought about it, pondered it, debated it and analyzed it.

Luckily, one blogger, The Frenemy has generously taken the time to calculate the actual cost of Carrie's lifestyle and determined that she is $3,000,000,000,000 in debt.  Which seems like it's going to take more than just hocking Charlotte's engagement ring to get out of.  This would be a better column if it was more realistically calculated on the expense end, but at least it keeps me from thinking, "What the fuck was I thinking not becoming a writer?" Because lord knows I could write about loser men and my slutty friends if it would keep me in Manolos and Louboutins.

Thank you, Frenemy, for taking the time to do this. And it really just leaves one final question: Are relationships like a monkey circus?

xo kate

You can make it better...

You all know that I write about The Knocks, New York-based DJs, production duo and artists, a lot.  Because they are crazy-talented and generally awesome.  Now you all can enjoy them even when you aren't perusing your favorite blog, because they are featured in the new Corona Light commercial! 

This commercial is not only a big deal because it features fantastic DJ's at dueling parties (and one of my personal favorites, The Knocks' song Make It Better) but because it is the first Corona ad ever that doesn't feature the beach.  It's all part of Corona's new advertising strategy to make Corona more than just a vacation beer. 

I've certainly never needed a vacation to drink a beer, so I back this strategy.



xo kate

On my house, on my job, on my loot, my shoes, my shirt, my crew, my mind, my father's last name

Yet another early-ninties TV star's birthday has come and gone without proper acknowledgement from me.  Apparently you cannot count on me for timely recognition of these monumental events.  Hopefully what I lack in punctuality I make up for in enthusiasm.

Canadian masterpiece, Mr. Alan Thicke -- better known as Dr. Jason Seaver, patiarch of the Growing Pains clan -- turned 64 yesterday.  I wish that I could sing you my version of the Growing Pains theme song, because it's pretty moving, but it's really an opus to be experienced live. Plus, my duet partner isn't here and without him, I can't really do it justice.  For now, relive the magic with this:

This legend is not only a sitcom star, singer/song-writer and game show host and star of the greatest TV theme song of all time, he is also the father of four of my favorite people.

First, of course, Alan's son, Robin Thicke, is obviously a hugely talented R&B singer whose songs are so sexy they should be illegal. Robin collaborated with Leighton Meester (Blair Waldorf) and had his song covered by crazy-talented Darren Criss on Glee this season, so he's pretty much a TV star as well.

The many sons of Alan Thicke.

Mike Seaver -- also known as Kirk Cameron -- was Dr. Seaver's TV son and also one of my very first crushes.  (He fell somewhere in between Billy Joel and Jason Priestley.)  Kirk's on-screen antics and apartment-over-the-garage living was the stuff of pre-teen dreams.  Personally, I really wanted Mike to end up with Julie, the nanny, but Kirk's real-life romance with Chelsea Noble, who played Kate, made him end up with her.  Learning this news at age six may have been the first time I experienced celebrity gossip.  Unfortunately, Mr. Cameron only stars in Christian-themed movies now, which don't get a whole lot of play at the Chambers.

Mr. Thicke's next son has definitely had the biggest impact on show business, and my personal life.  In season seven of Growing Pains, Jason and his wife, Maggie, took in foster son, Luke Brower, played to perfection by the one, the only, Leonardo DiCaprio.  And the rest, as they say, is history.  I don't think anymore explanation is needed on this one.

You might that this is all -- I mean, seriously, how much talent could one man's DNA hold? -- but no!  I recently discovered (thank you, Wikipedia) that Mr. Thicke is also the god-father of Comedy Central darling Daniel Tosh, host of Tosh.0 and possibly the funniest person on TV/the internet right now.  For reals, you can look it up.  DDT (Daniel Dwight Tosh) is absolutely hysterical and if you aren't watching him you should start. 

So, thank you Alan, for all you've given us.  Happy Birthday and welcome to the wolfpack.  And remember, we're nowhere near the end, the best is ready to begin...

xo kate