WTH of the Moment: Kanye Steals Taylor's Spotlight

In another episode of attention deficit disorder, Kanye West commits to some idiotic nonsense on Sunday's Video Music Awards. Then again, he's no newbie at this. In 2006, Kanye made MTV headlines when he claimed the coveted Moon Man was unfairly awarded to some low-caliber artist. And in true Kanye fashion, his criticisms and complaints radiated like a child's emotional meltdown, with F bombs hurled here and there.

This year, Kanye West did not disappoint in his usual hullabaloo. When teen country star Taylor Swift ascended to the stage to claim her Best Female Video Award, Kanye immediately sweeps onto the stage, grabs the mic from the teenager, and says "Beyonce (another contender for the award) has one of the best videos of all time."

I firmly believe that Beyonce, in her "Single Ladies" video, did make a greater impression on me compared to Taylor's "You Belong to Me". But, just because I don't agree with the voters' decision doesn't mean I have the right to rain on Swift's parade. She is, after all, a worthy recepient of the award.

As much as I look up to anyone who speaks their minds out loud, I do believe that there is an appropriate time and place for it. Kanye, unfortunately, forgot this--and pretty much the rest of his manners. However, I do applaud him for apologizing. But next time Kanye, think before you speak. Better yet, make that your next album's title to make it stick.

Interest of the Moment: Music Videos

Feeling sweet and lovey-dovey: Belle and Sebastian's "Funny Little Frog"




Dirty and vengeful?: Lady Gaga's "Paparazzi"




My current pump-up party song: Black Eyed Peas' "I Gotta Feeling"

Personal Rave of the Moment: I am Not a Victim

I am currently spending my Labor Day weekend with my dearest family and friends.

On Thursday, I spent the night with Abby, Meli and Lorraine. It was one of the greatest and most frightening nights ever: it was great because I had the opportunity to hang out with my pals, frightening because my friends attempted to pimp/ho me up against my will.

Friday morning, Abby, Meli and I had brunch at Panang; I had a scrumptiously hearty meal thanks to my gals who vouched for me (I am so grateful for your generosity, Abby and Meli). Afterwards, I went home under the searing heat.

I was hoping that the actual weekend would overshadow my pre-weekend activities. Unfortunately, my Saturday was disappointingly so-so; we just went grocery shopping. My Sunday was worse. A source told me that one of my church peeps was criticizing me because I'm uncannily rail-thin. He allegedly described me as a "Holocaust victim."

As much as I am inclined to ignore vile remarks, I find it uneasy to let this wisecrack go. Personally, I am hurt that someone at church is being mean-spirited. Sure, I may be lean, but it's not right to describe me as emaciated as Holocaust victims (oddly enough, I am fine with "rake-thin" or "stick").

The Holocaust is an awful display of injustice and persecution; poking fun and making references to the victims' suffering is inappropriate and distasteful. I do hope the "wisecracker" learns to substitute his insensitive and impetuous jests for something more politically correct. I am open to apologies. Just make sure you drag your sorry fat arse to me.

Lust of the Moment: Jeans

First of all, I want to thank everyone who greeted me a happy birthday. Your remarks truly made my day so much more worthwhile. Second, I want to acknowledge that gift-giving on my birthday is not entirely mandatory (although I would happily welcome some!). I firmly believe that trying times are ahead, and there is no reason to spend frivolously on my behalf.

Speaking of frivolous spending, yesterday I wandered around Ventura Blvd., earnestly looking for a thrift store to raid. I did stumble upon a sedate thrift boutique that displayed various offerings. I found a pair of Diesel hi-tops that would definitely go well with my jeans, but only offered a size no bigger than 9 and a half. Also, I discovered a cozy black wool peacoat from an under-the-radar label and a nicely fitted military jacket from Zara Men. Although they were enticing to purchase, acquiring a pricey jacket and peacoat simply failed to register with my money frugal reason.

I knew I desperately needed a persuasive excuse to buy clothes. I needed a sign to validate my shopping urges. I needed something to satiate my fashion wants. I needed retail therapy, and lots of it. I needed jeans.

Despite my coerced aversion to all things unnecesarrily costly, the impulsive "I need jeans" argument quickly caught momentum. After all, jeans are used no matter the season and no matter the place! That's why when I set my eyes on a pair of K Karl Lagerfeld jeans, I knew I just had to have them.

Unfortunately, I have to wait. With its relatively high price tag (compared to other jeans), it might take months for me to score them. But as writer Sarah Ban Breathnach once said: Whatever we are waiting for...it will surely come to us, but only when we are open to receive it with an open and grateful heart.

Hilarity of the Moment: Flight Attendants

I've had some fascination about flight attendants mainly because their occupation includes working in midair (how exotic!), and wearing uniforms that, frankly, look pretty darn awesome. Not to mention the perks they get: discounts on airfares, knowledge of multiple languages, and, most importantly, worldwide travel (unless you categorize the mile high club as important)!

But it's not all fun and games. Above are some videos that show how dedicated these men and women are to catering our comfort and safety. Or not. Hope you have a great laugh as I did!