Call me gorgeous bitch

Happy New Year everyone!  Turns out I’m the only person who was not cut out of the Elizabeth Arden spot that I did recently. What a blessing.Today I picked up a package from my agent’s office.  Not a script, but a gorgeous hand painted tee shirt by Mark Gray. He designed one especially for me and I LOVE it!! What a special gift from a talented man!

In case there are any stragglers who have yet to take the microscopic journey though my second hand smoke-filled lungs, my Anti Smoking commercial has also been renewed!  I can now cough up a sigh of relief.

Speaking of second hand smoke, I just returned from a modeling gig in Vegas where I enjoyed an exquisite meal at Bradley Ogden.  The kind of meal where your eyes get really big ‘cuz you can’t believe how something could taste so divine.  The service was impeccable too. Try it, whydontcha.

People have gotten very aggressive on the strip.  It doesn’t matter in the least that you’re on the phone. Elvis called me Bootsie (because of my boots) and asked me how long I was in town. A guy in a baseball uniform told me I looked exactly like Lucy Liu.  I informed him that I wasn’t her.  To which he exclaimed, “You look exactly like her!”  No further comment from me.The next guy was practically running toward me, I motioned towards my headset and said, “Sorry, I’m on the phone.”  He continued to say whatever he was saying as I smiled and repeated, “Sorry, I’m on the phone.” To which he replied, “Well, you still look gorgeous bitch.”  So many charming men,so little time.

This has been an eventful beginning to ’07. I won’t say more than that. You can tell a lot about your friends when you have a party. There are the people who say they’re gonna be there but don’t show up, those that show up and are lovely, those who can’t commit, strangers who turn out to be nicer than your friends, those that call to cancel just before or during your party, and then there’s the one that calls to see if you need anything picked up while she’s on her way over to help you set up.  She pauses long enough to give you a hug and an unexpected gift, before she proceeds to take care of every little thing that slips your mind,without you even noticing. Hint, the last one is an angel named Aly, and definitely a keeper.

You can also tell a lot about the people in your life when you have a crisis. Most will say, “Oh, that’s terrible! I’m so sorry!” Some will put their foot in their mouths. Some will offer help, guidance, and support. Some will react in horror as they list all the possible ways that this incident could affect them. Others will be mysteriously abducted by aliens, as they should be. The most beautiful thing that I’ve discovered is that one person in my life, talks about my life’s crises like this, “Well, we tried such and such. We even… What if we…”  My Mom talks about my problems as if they were her own. I’ve always been fiercely independent and I don’t like to rely on anyone for anything.  I do, however, tell my mom what’s going on in my life.  It wasn’t until today, that I noticed her using the word WE instead of YOU.  I told her how amazing I thought that was. She’s the only one who does that. She doesn’t use the word WE when I book a job, win an award, or have a surprising windfall.

I think my mom is my best friend.

Disclaimer: Statements made in this blog do not confirm that Jeanne has: 1) thrown a party 2) had a crisis or 3) eaten a good meal in Vegas.  Any statements paralleling real people or events are merely coincidental.