she wrote a new blog (Lol how it's never her fault)
egarding billy and the glow of gwyneth paltrow
I would like to start off with the whole Billy thing that was posted on perez by apologizing to Billy Corgan, I had a shared computer that has been comprised, my AOL account and my daughter's account, i had to get rid of all my computers in the house, and the aol accounts.
someone broke into my aol account, and sent that letter to perez although some of the writing was writing that did , but never posted, However as the K R weasels people know that there is a live site that has a own ringtone that lets you know I am online and lets you know I am making a email live online EVEN IF I DON"T SEND IT and that is certantintly something I did not send, half of it, i wrote, and the other half i did NOT, i repeat did NOT write, I DON"T ever write in ALL CAPS as we all knjow my style of writiing!!
Before I tell this lovely adventure about my two good friends , Billy please give me a call, We love you and I am sorry that there was a misunderstanding, Marie can give you the number. It's amazing that me and Gwyneth Paltrow and her amazing husband Chris and I have reconnected. Compassionis GP's middle name and I am not going to sit here and write a public love letter to GP but I do have a great story to share with you that leads to a great song! So people might think oh blah, GP and her husband, who cares right, but the fact is one night in New York, we were all hanging out and Chris told a joke that had me on the floor laughing so hard. anwayys, GP kept inviting me out to london and i kept procrAstaniting, i stood hprocrastinating nad i told myself, i better go since she is such a dear freind of mine, and you should not take friends for granted. i was like what if i come out to hang out with her and her super nice and husband chris martin(coldplay)
god forbid I start talking about the finaciial stuff, i start going cuckoo bananas, not that any of it isnt; the truth and then some..blow the sucks off truth but lets not go there.
aside, i like the patent the phrase " cuckoo bannanoos, thats hot stylee" as the Hamelet exceprt I saw contained the phrase Cukoo bannnas, what if cuckoo cherry comes out?anything can set her off, imagine if someone brought up a plumber bill...you would shut me up unless you drove me to the looney bin, is Electro Shock therepy the new black? because I have had two friends that have had it in the last two months...they say it helps but they are fucking nuts, anways I am terrifed i am not good enough for GP for theier beautoiful lovely home, lovely family, and the woman was in a terrycloth tracksuit, she would look like a goddess, I can compete with the clothes that she has even though I have the best damn wardrope in hollywood. From Fortuny in the box with the winter box and the spring belt to Porite' 1901-1910 to a persimon vionette to the punk dress which brithsh vogue call;d teh best dress of the decade and there is their is only one AND IT"S MiNE " evil cackle" , to my lovely hysteric jeans, once you put on a pair of Hysteric jeans, you will never take them off untill mine comes out
aside one item in my collection I am making is poof stick I happendd to find in a vanity set with a nicely decorated box, you put the stick in your talcum powder and you put the poweder on yoruselrf, fashion is telling people things they never knew they needed./
FYCK it I decide to go to GP, I decide to do, so I pull to a neighboohrood need Chelsea. wha tif my hair is messy, what if my extensions fall out, what if my heels break on my lobutin, what if my wacky hat blows off in the wind, what if i have lipstick and spincich, whhat if my behavioral modifactkon medication is unbalanced, what if I talk too much, what if i don't get their jokes, WHAT IF THEY DON'T GET MINE, What if they hate to gossip, What if they know way more about greek histroy then roman history, what if Chris is listening to bach and ask me about Crab Cannan Gubes
what if i accidentely made a stain on Gwenthy's coffee table which I am postive is bobin lace handmade by nuns in Austria, what if my bluebell scent is clashing with GP's fantastical fabulous insanely perfume she is well, do we really think i'ts ESTEE LAUDER. i ask but I will never tell...
because you see kids I did make it over there,....damnIT! ( I love this girl, I love her husband, I lvoe her kdis, she takes damn good cares of me, she calls me once a month to make sure I am okay ) when she did Shakespere in Love she had a gloow about her, we were stuck in a elevator with her friend Mary, I had just come from a fitting, I was size ten but in a terrycloth robe which made me feel like a size 14, no makeup, no shades, a couple zits, I believe it was was a lucky strike i was smoking, ummm SEXZZXXY, i did not bother extinqusthing in the elevator, but i belive the force of the goodness of GP's glow that put it out! I am faced with the most beautiful person in the world, she is literlally glowing like a fucking glow stick, that glow in xanadu that lights up all the muses, the eternal glow that GP was glowing out the building, that glow was glowing like honey, that glow comes from self love, that glow is somthing i want for myself and my daughter, it's called inner peace and putting others before one self,
so whenever mary and GP ask why were you such a BITCH in the elevator? why were you glaring at me, why did you hate so much,- THE FACT OF THE MATTER IS< I TELL THEM ALL THE TIME, I WAS FUCXKING JEALOUS!!!
So I go, I go I go, I arrive, I go I am there two mins early, this is impssible, that never happens, that never happens, before i can even light my nervesmoke, C M as that gate with a gorgeous smile and a welcoming smile and a big hug, consdidering after michale stipe introduced me to chris while i was out of my head and sooo ruuuude, to him and maybe the rudest I have been to anyone and that is saying allot.. it all happened at the chateu marmont on sunset where.he was playing what was CLoCkS on a piano, I was so out of my mind, I thought it was my song, my piano riff, I was pissed! So anyways back to my story, I arrive at GP and Chris, welcomes me into his house and as I enter there in the kitchen is a big old ashtray, two lighters and two packs of SilkCuts. Did I just fuckjing die and go to heaven, am i hallucenting? GP did not just have ciggs waiting for me. Next thing I know I am being kissed by a beautiful woman by apron, apron a fucking apron, for chrisskaes, thinking it must be prada, I ask where did you get that fabulous apron thinking must be prada,
"ANTHOPROLOGY" she says beaming as a streak of blonde lightning glow and more glow sticks gleaming up from her mothers legs looking up at me curiously, " REALLY ANTRHOPOLGY? DON"T YOU FIND the WHOLE FRENCH FLEA MARKET THING a little you know I dunno..."
she retorts " OH COURT!!" and rubs my head and PINCHES MY CHEEKS. I am so overwhemeled by whats cooking in the kitchen and the atmosphere and the fact i can fucking have a cigertter any second now and not getting kiciked out of the AIRPORT, I give big bearHug and just lifted her up the floor and guess what kids, SHE IS A SLIP OF A GIRL and light as a feather and far far far more beaiutiful then should be legal with a IQ that i have discovered i should not reveal that is strashphospheric and much higher then might " This may explain allot of me, one was 97, the other one was...well 15x- I am not revealing the last digit of my 2nd IQ test because i found it very pretentious when a certain movie star went around talkign about her certain IQ, try beating me at CHESS! I have never played a master but I never lost..then again I can't do long division.
We chat profusefvely, it's lovely, we go outside, we meet the kids, they sseem to like me, they are clinging to my legs. I dont' spill my coffee on their beautiful blonde heads, Cukoo Cherry ROO does not appear to be coming to this quaint party, she may be down for the day...or maybe she just wasnt''t invted, or maybe CHerry was out begging or stripping or something or reading tarot cards . As I write this I look around my lil malibu house, eveything is lovely everhthing is lovely AND IT'S ALL FROM ANTHROPOLOGY!!
C.M is very excited he has listenedt to four courtney love slash HOLE SOngs totally random ones..nothing off CS or LTT, he';s listen to four, he has a stereo a=ll set up and VINYL, hes appear to be on this project for hour or more, he says I have the song I have the song hes says
what songs I say? That song CLOCKS YOU STOLE FROM ME? he laughs in that laconic way, it's very lovely laugh, he's the point to the whole damn story..my friend Chris Borius from CBIHATEPERFUME.COM" it's fantastic, it's cheap, it's independent, he's a genus, I got for the black tea, poison, the pomagranted, poison, the posion theme is imparative, well fuckit, I am doing posion candles, if you can name any botanical that is posionous such as horsechestnut and describe the smell I love to hear it..Chris B is a fantastic blogger as well as a idenpendtent pefurmeer, the new york times has recently hired a pefumer critic, the guy is not a snob, he gave HILARY DUFF 4 stars!!!
I took a sniff of Hilary and he had a point, I don';'t think I will be replacing fracas or bluebell with it, but yes he did have a point, anyways, Chris B has a blog about noses called "HeadSpace" EG if you had a great nose, I can say to you at headspace
cannibus sativa, honey, organic, galbananum" the top note in the bluebell as bluebell has no smell NOW go to
www.indieperfume.com I am obssessed with that site, but mostly I am obssed with chris b and CBIHATEPEFUME, you have not truly lived until you have truly
experieced burning leaves and worn clarirty of light several days in a row, he warned me clarity of light evokes spirtual protection in the old factory sense.
"The Salty Ocean Waves outside my window,..." good smell
white lotus, tar herione, a little left over of removed dead cat HE would know exactly in his head what that smell is. I hope this doesnt' sound Hubris's about my "headspace" sounding, give me My bloody Valentine, Fleetwoood Mac, glasvegas ArcadeFire, Abba, Bread, and Joy Divison, and .....yes could I take one more...the Libertines...oh shit I think CHERRY KOO KOO GET OUT OUT OUT you STUPID BITCH, go POSE FOR THE PAPS, TRY RUNNING NAKED OR SOMETHING!! GOD SHE ='s SUCH A FUCKING PEST , I swear to god, shej's obssessed me!!
I got the soundish in my head, heres Chris Martin, he's not a guy that reads tabloids, this is not a guy who gives a shit, He says I think about George Martin everyday" when presenting an award to sir George Martin, who is utter genuis, he is able to do with a 4 track and microphone with 4 guys playing into it, with what most people can't do with 24 tracks today. I asked him if this is true and chris paused and said "yes, yes this is true
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on the show. He says to me THIS is the SONG your band must cover, it's prefect for you, I get you, I get you, this song is peffect for you, are you ready are you ready? I see the corner of some familir vinyl bbut i can't figure out what it is, I lay down with ashtray in hand, utterly content like a cat who got the cream, listening to the sound of children laughing these people are so coool, because I hear happy happy child world, nannies smilling, sweet cinnomon smells waxing up the room, i loooooove her and really adore him, damn I am reallly happy at that moment...he's puts the needle on the record and out comes the most familer notes seuqnceof my entire of my life, it is the first song that i was ever taught by the author of the song, it is the song RESCUE by "ECHO AND THE BUNNYMEN"
will Sergeant taught "rescue" to me in 1981 in Liverpool on my 1958 Melody Maker, which I really really like back, in any case my jaw dropped, talk about hEADSPACE, this guy hasbn't heard one song off of Live trough me has absolutely nailed me, I don't even know how to respond, I tell chris, I am stuttering like cherry does..."Chris..umm. umm..that that...that..was the first song ....." we both look at each other amazed at the serendipity of it all, It was truly awesome pyschic, awesome and got me back into the bunnymen in a big way, more porcupine, some heaven up here, I was there 1981 Dublin at, windmill lanes studio as a gopher while U2 was getting the edges guitar sounds, untill that fucking CHERRY WHORE KICKED OUT, even though she was only 14, because kirstie mcall god bless her soul thought was trying to mack on any one of them. The Crew U2, her, the husbands, I DID NOT EVEN HAVE TITS!! maybe Cherry had double F's I dunno, we don't talk about her tits, this isn't any crazy shit like split personallty, I honestly when I sleep which is rare, CHERRY Goes out and buys entire towns and sticks me with the bill, would you like 40 acre of Mule and Shack in Versailles, KY. "and thats it, Chris Martin is a genius, I haven't been impressed in a long time, by someone, other then myself.
Love you all, God Bless Tina Chen,thank you jason trenton for the damn delcious case of cherry metromint water you sent me for my b-day, i am looooving it! i think jason and i broke our world wide record for talking on the phone, i think it was 2 lifetimes this time.
If you dont' look at Tim Walker's images, you are gonna miss a treat
XOXO courts
love u have a great day, check out the lotus shoes on ebay they are really cheap or DON"T
because I will be happy to buy them all!
anyone want to purchase a certain 16 year old a certain $50,000 Birkin Bag for her birthday?
