I enjoyed watching The Thomas Crown Affair the other night.
Looking at Pierce Brosnan and Rene Russo for a couple of hours is easy as pie.
And, sure, the original is better, but this one has Dennis Leary in it.
I like him too.
Okay, Wendy, these are the wellies I was talking about. Now the real question is: where the heck did I get this photo?
I often find beauty in every day objects.
I see attractiveness in things people take for granted.
Why doesn't anyone have these at their breakfast bar?
Youngest has been hiding from my camera lately.
K's wontons are amazing fried too.
For a while I thought this sign said Pediatric Internal Adoption Center.
It's quite the group of doctors, isn't it? You should SEE the waiting room.
I just love this room (from Domino? not sure) and it is not unlike my bedroom. Why doesn't MY room feel like this? Serene like this? I'LL TELL YOU WHY: piles of crappe in every corner. And I JUST KNOW that these people have crappe too, but the stylist moved it all out of frame. So there.
I finally got to see the Jeremy Piven: Journey of a Lifetime program. It wasn't as good as I'd hoped. In fact, although he seemed well humbled by what he saw, he still sort of came off as a Hollywood Hindu traipsing through India.
See? In his black Chinese army hat.
I did, however, very much enjoy his Laughing Yoga class.
K is very busy right now - all kinds of film stuff is going on. His wardrobe is limited (we've discussed this here), and I'm pleased to note that the spring line is posted over at Engineered Garments.
Can't you just see him in this?
It's the very fine details that give it all away.
A casual insouciance reigns. Don't you think?
The model seems to feel as K might.
I just want to put a thought bubble over his head...
All the way to the bank, buddy, ALL THE WAY TO THE BANK.