Okay. I had the best intentions of finding the most wonderful pink stuff for you this week. And I was going to do it well ahead of time, so I wouldn't be so late with my post as last week. I had planned on finding wonderful shots of classic stars surrounded by - or wearing - pink treasures.
But, did the good pink faery bring me all the wonderful photos of movie stars in pink settings and pink couture and pink gel lighting that I had spent a week searching for?
No, indeed she did not. Instead, she put on her pink Doc Martens (which are exactly like the deep purple ones I wore during my hippie punk communist worker phase) and kicked me right in the ... shins.
I had planned on wearing this wonderful Tommy Bahama tie today, just to get myself in the Beverly's Pink Saturday mood.
But, instead, I feel as if all the pink things that I found have crowded into one small room of my body and congested it like 5:00pm traffic in midtown Manhattan! Can a person actually overdose on pink and become ill as the proverbial dog?
Actually, the ear infection I had two weeks ago has returned - with a vengeance. And has spread to my sinuses. I'm just a miserable pink lovin' son of a gun these days, without the energy to be clever or witty or even upload that many pictures.
So instead of showing you fabulous pink interiors...
or inviting you for a leisurely cup of tea and mountains of pastries in a pink wonderland...
or even asking you to sit for awhile and watch the latest antics of Lucy and Ethel...
I'm going to crawl into bed with a box of chocolates and some books and some Kleenex and an armload of dvd's that I want to watch...so far, I know it will be "French Lieutenant's Woman," "The Departed" (a guilty pleasure of mine), "La Vie en Rose," and "Eastern Promises." I've seen them all before, so it will be a comfortable day of spending time with old friends.
There seens to be two beds in this room, so if you'd like to catch the flicks and share in some pink chocolates and just kill the afternoon, climb in your bed - and stay away from my poor sore nose and throat! I always feel better with company in my misery!
Now, I hope you will go make something beautiful, because you have to do it for me. The only thing I'm making today is a dent in the TempurPedic!
(¸.•´ (¸.•´♥ Tristan ♥
(¸.•´ (¸.•´♥ Tristan ♥