California Dreamin'

Last month, I took a trip to California to spend a week visiting my best friend in Santa Barbara, which, by the way, if you’ve never been to Santa Barbara, I suggest you go. NOW. It’s gorgeous. Ahem. Anyway, in the meantime, I drove down to LA to stay with a couple of friends for a few days, and they were apt to take me by the Hollywood sign. I was beyond pumped to see this great Hookie Mookie in person. Being a little East Coast living, Southern born and bred girl (If you want a precise definition of who I am, I'm most certainly the product of a love affair between Stacy London and Gretchen Wilson. If you can muster your brain around that one, I would certainly applaud you!), I was ecstatic to delve into anything dealing with California and the ridiculously beautiful beaches that inhabit said state.

Upon arriving to the sign, I decided I wanted my picture taken. Being a New Yorker, it was high time that I played tourist for once! However, out of the many pictures I got in front of the sign, this is by far my favourite:



I’m pretty sure this picture takes the cake :-) I love how my hair blends in with the ground - no these aren't photoshoped. I never realized how red and blonde my hair was until these were taken.

I also went wandering around, and with the high powered technology we posses today known as "digital cameras", I was able to take a few shots of some incredibly gorgeous tiling that resided on a few tables somewhere on Hollywood Blvd. Aren’t they so intricate and beautiful?

Kate Walsh - the REAL Jean Grey

My best friend and I have decided recently that on her days off from shooting films and TV, Kate Walsh is actually a Super Hero, particularly Jean Grey. No, really. She is. Who better to fly all over the world and save your grateful ass from mass destruction?



I know I certainly would.

Ok, I'll admit this has in part (read: mostly) to do with the fact that Private Practice is coming back to grace all of us with it's gorgeous presence in "Avid TV Watcher's Land" once again. So please, ready your Tivo, set your DVR, or just fucking sit your Kate Walsh-loving-behind down in front of the telly and WATCH it. I refuse to let a show as fab as this one go anytime soon. Also, Mrs. Audra Ann McDonald has to be one of the nicest people I've ever met (not forgetting to mention tall and gorgeous, too!).

Watch it. Private Pratice. October 1st. YAY! [excitement].

xxxxxxx,
P. Stone

Welcome To My Crazy Life

Let's see, one might question "What sort of vibe is this blog is going to give off?". Well, I can sum it up in one simple statement made by my mentor and better half, Patsy Stone:



I've lived a crazy, whacky life in New York City for nearly four years now. I've had celebrities buy me drinks, danced on a Broadway stage, came close to being decapitated (while simultaneously being told I was gorgeous) by Janice Dickinson in a hot nightclub sprawling with gay men and Drag Queens.

Don't be deceived, my life in New York isn't all kittens and rainbows. There have also been many excruciatingly painful downs; I've been fired from my job, homeless, slept outside of a Broadway theatre because of said homelessness, been poor and depressed, and not to mention, stalked for blocks while trashy scum-of-the-earth men threaten to rape and kill me - Welcome to my side of the story ;-)