I had a smoothie, 2 large glasses, of Banana, half Avocado,three Dates plus ice and water

I ate

Blueberries, Jakfruit, Cherries, half an Avocado & Blood Orange segments..:

I plan on eating just blood oranges all night after this..They are so beautiful..I had more smoothies, and ate cherries..

I want others to be happy around me.  I want to enjoy bliss.

I am going to curl up and finish Vanity Fair. It’s  a smart book, I like it..as of yet, don’t understand it. It’s quirky.  ALl about the  early 19th century English, I learn about some wars and private life. The women are especially detestable. Cunning, low pride, jealousy..but to each others faces they are all kissy kissy.. 

Anyways two friends are together and try to move up the world. There is one ,who is a crafty governess, and her friend, Amelia,  who is well off in the world.. marrying George, a captain with a very rich family..Becky, tries to marrry her friend’s brother , a fat rich coward, named JOS, but well, it fell thru, he screwed it up big time..George convinced him it was not wise to marry a GOVERNESS.. and she went away to be a governess in an aristocratic family.., much to her friend’s secret happiness at her fall..Eventually, Becky..the governess, thru her charm, marries into the noble family she worked for. Meanwhile, the first girl, Amelia.. loses a future, because her husband’s family banishes him financially.

Still the two girls are kind of trying very hard to be better than the other.

Becky, who originally had no fortune at all,  gets to the top of fashionable society, she has a way that pleases everyone around her and that is how she works her way up, even captivating Amelia’s husband, George….to her friend’s chagrin..and is the talk of town in all the fancy places of London and Paris..

Then War. I learn all about Napoleon and Waterloo..Amelia is left a widow with no money because before the war her and her husband spent it all in very high fashion, trying to keep up appearances..also before being cut off from his family..and her brother is the overweight coward  left to care for her…. and meanwhile BECKY, is left very wealthy because she sold her horses at an extravagant, outrageous price to someone, willing to pay anything to get out of town from panic…..her friends’ BROTHER…JOS..who was also in love with her, all anew……

The two girls, meanwhile, to each others faces they are the best of friends..

I am learning about all the men, and their pasts, and everyone’s habits..what they drink and eat..etc..meanwhile there is William Dobbin, “DOBBS” who was the widow’s dead husband’s friend, who always adored her..I wonder..

super juicy..

here is a clip from the movie, you have to watch both clips..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VmLHdyxm_JQ

 and later as Becky is now now a Lady and George in love with her..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E9Z4o2UGIz8

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My father sent me a package, filled with stuff that reminded me of being a teenager. It’s like my dead teenage self reincarnated inside of him and is talking to me.. I got photos, pictures, stamps, magnets, books, cards and just trinkets..

FROM OLD ALBUM, I would starve myself, and do anything to stay thin, I would obsess about ballet class, taking two classes a day, in between working at the Ballet Theatre..  and at night, modeling for paintings and college classes. ..Daily, I would drink coffee with 5 creams and 5 sugars..and  then starve myself on Campbells soups and then binge on Pizza. it was a disaster. If I relaxed a little bit, I would get fat.

 In this stage I was addicted to one bagel a day and some soda and I still was and felt overweight.. I would break down from lonliness, drink wine, go out too bars and make friends with anybody cute..get munchies later and binge..and I could not STOP shopping. I had to buy a  purse from Bal harbor, I had to get Chanel.., I had to spend all my money at salons, anything to run away from the me that was creeping up inside me..

Look at the fake nails!








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L ,  this Miami photographer, took my photo today.  He taught me some things.

About him:

http://www.miamibeach411.com/news/index.php?/news/comments/lenny-furman-miami-beach-photographer/

He takes photos of celebrities .Works on projects. He travels the world, and shoots movie stars and successful people.

I was surprised when he wanted to photograph me at the Biltmore Hotel, down the street from me. Just for fun.

I had some dresses I had not worn yet, and some high heeled  shoes. I did my own hair and makeup.

We met by the Pool. He was going crazy with his camera shooting the hotel .

We then went inside to the lobby and sat on the couches.
I was a little supine and slow..

He asked me the protein question, when he found out I was fruitarian. I played dumb, saying, ” I do not know, I don’t think about it”. Then he said I may be sad lately because I don’t have enough.

We had a long, deep , serious talk. He gave me alot of hope and courage to face the world.

He wanted to know my dreams, and I was honest. I said, I want to photograph, draw, settle down and be serious with someone and live a very good life.

 He flattered me, saying that men conquer lands and fight battles for women like me.

“Thank you, that is sweet!”

And he was literally worshipping me. Hey, that is what photographers do anyways!
Lol

It was not unpleasant.Very Kind. I was cheered up tremendously.

 For a long time, he covered me with Good-vibe compliments, nothing innappropriate.

He could feel, that I know him, he said, and also by my gaze, he can tell, I have known him forever. He asked if I was psychic and talked about his Gypsy Russian Lithuanian background.

 He said, he will introduce me to very beautiful, wonderful people in Miami.  He said, they will talk to me and say, ” I want you on my team!”, because he said, I have a presence…, an “it”! .. And I believed he meant it at that time..

He walked with me around the patio with original antique tiles. He told me he photographed Ivanka (or Ivana) Trump on the steps right there and Bill clinton, right over there..

And we saw a real, real model, working at that moment. She had her hair and makeup  professionally done. It makes such a difference to have help in that area..most of times, it’s the makeup alone that makes you into a beautiful movie star..

I need a number of a gay makeup artist next time I take photos.

He told me that my photos on Flickr,  of the celebrity homes tour I did, was all wrong. Most of those stars do not live there anymore, and he knows where they all live..

He said next time Madonna comes to town he will let me know and he will show me how to do the paparrazzi thing. He looked at my lense and said it was good for that.

He said I may have a future in photography.
I learned alot.
When I have taken portraits, it has always been about the background and maybe dim lighting..

He on the other hand, when he takes portraits, its all about just the person alone.. and BOUNCE LIGHTNING..like reflective light bouncing off walls..not direct sun .

He took a photo of me by the back of the lobby of the hotel, by a glass door, where the sun comes in and fills the whole room with glow.

He took many closeups.  I was a little nervous. I felt my features and qualities all under scrutiny.. there was nothing to hide in.

We then came back inside and sat down. I was tired, so I excused myself to walk home. He said he would send me Hi Res photos.

He did a freudian slip, saying, ” I love you!”. Temprorarily lost his grip around me. lol .

I laughed it off, it was all nice.

I did good today. I did, I am always doing these experiments in my head. I was being a little psychic with him, but only to find out what makes him happy.

Because I want to make others happy. I think that is the secret of success, making others happy!

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It was nice to get out, but I am not happy. I am still sad over things.. I feel like crying now.\

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When I was a block away , I changed, out of my high heels into crocs.

I had Orange Juice at Jamba Juice and got some avocados and tomatoes to eat.

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I mixed the tomatoes and Avocados up with lemon juice and coconut shreds, and it was tasty.

Then I added  Himalyan salt.
It tasted awful. I ruined it, with just a little salt.

 I remember the last few times I did this it tasted awful too.
This is a big deal, all my life I have needed salt.. I think now, I can give my salt away.

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Besides that I had Watermelon juice and Coconut mylk all day.

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I felt really good.

Even though Bank of America charged me 570 dollars, I feel good.

(Someone charged 10 tickets to a basketball game in North Carolina and I have no idea who, I called Bank of America and they helped me fill out a fraud claim and close my account.

Then they reject my claim , and charged me, saying the people who charged 570 dollars, had my email and my code at the back of the card, and this they gave to the company to buy tickets..They said that proves it was me!

 I give that info out to just about everyone I buy stuff from online.)

Bank of America does not care about people. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vr1_m9XsS2w