Calpernia Enjoys Scottish Candy from Alyson
July 11th, 2008
Yum, thank you Alyson! You’re the best!
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Special Thanks to Designer Richard Bowman
May 5th, 2008
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| Dress courtesy of designer Richard Bowman, 8248 Beverly Blvd., Los Angeles, CA 90048, (323) 653-2170 Tell him Calpernia sent you! |
I wanted to send a special thank you out to Richard Bowman, the fabulous Beverly Hills designer who created the stunning black gown I wore to the 2008 GLAAD Media Awards. He wrote to me personally and offered to outfit me for the event. I went to his shop on Beverly Blvd and had a GREAT time trying on lots of custom-made gowns until we all settled on this black number. THANK YOU Richard!
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London Day 7 - The Rathbone Hotel in London Sucks
April 6th, 2008
Day 7 - the Rathbone Hotel in London
Now, faithful readers of my diary know that I don’t give bad reviews lightly, so it may come as a surprise to read the occasional one, but I’m going to talk a little about the place I’ve stayed in London: the Rathbone Hotel.
After my pleasant but exhausting international flight and my rustic sojourn to Yorkshire, I was excited to settle into London. I disembarked from the train last Wednesday and was met by a congenial representative from the festival, who delivered me to the Rathbone.
It is a nine storey building tucked among a few pubs and shops on a side street of the city proper, near enough to walk to lots of cool things like the theatre district and Oxford Circus. I was checking in as a guest of the well-oiled machine that is the LILGFF, which went smoothly. Aside from a weird affect from the international staff, which left them appearing to be stifling annoyance at the colossal inconvenience of dealing with me by smiling very firmly, all seemed to be well. I would encounter this “barely concealed annoyance” many times in the days to come, however much I tried to chalk it up to a cultural misunderstanding.
The room was nice by European standards, with plenty of space. I began putting away my papers and things, and noticed that I was listed as “Mr. Calpernia Addams”, which I chuckled at with only a tiny whiff of annoyance. I knew that during the booking of my reservation, they had nothing to go on but a name, so it couldn’t have been anything but a misunderstanding. Still, I would have liked them to have corrected it upon seeing me, something which never happened even after several imteractions and a room change.
In the first day of my stay, I learned the Internet access cost about $30.00 a day. As there are signs all over London advertising “unlimited wireless access” for 20£ a month, I was more than a little annoyed at being so harshly gouged on something so vital to modern business travellers.
When my three days of festival-sponsored hotel stay were up, I still had two days in London, so I went to the front desk to extend my stay. You would have thought I had asked the front desk if they’d mind giving me nude photos of their mother to sell on the Internet, so tight were their smiles, so annoyed were their eyes.
To make a long story short, they extended my stay and then called my room the next morning and flat out lied to me by saying that I had to leave so that “something in my bathroom” could be repaired. The no- frills toilet-and-shower bathroom which had functioned perfectly thus far. I was told I’d move right next door, so I assumed my original room had been booked, so they were moving me. I went for a walk on their suggestion (in the freezing snow) and upon my return I was told I’d been moved to a third room on the top floor. All of this by the unfailingly smiling but terribly annoyed staff, who kept looking around and throwing their hands up as if they were barely clinging to decorum in the face of my annoyingness. In all the changes of information in their computer system, my designation as “Mr.” stayed the same.
I go up to the new room, and upon opening the door I am confronted with the staggering stench of cigarettes and acrid cheap cologne. The room is tiny, to boot, and on one of the coldest April days in London since 1989, the heating won’t come on.
I try to endure the stench, but after an hour I decide I can’t, and with great dread I go to ask to be moved. You can imagine my reception. After much hemming and hawing, and dealing with three separate staff members, they agree only to place a dubious “oxygen machine” in my room for an hour, requiring another sojourn into frozen London, where I sat depresed in a pub and drank a pint of beer, seething at the money I was being gouged and the time which was being wasted.
Upon my return, the room indeed smelled only faintly of a trailer park ashtray, and strongly of something like sour milk. I didn’t feel like going out at all by this point, so I went to bed.
By the time I woke up this morning, the cigarette smell was back in full force. I decided to escape to the dining room and at least try to enjoy the free continental breakfast. After a leisurely munch on a few small croissants and fruit with coffee, I went to leave and was presented with a bill for what will end up being about $26.00 in American money. Apparently, my new ash tray room doesn’t come with the free continental breakfast.
I hate the Rathbone Hotel, it sucks and I strongly advise against anyone stating here.
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Look What I Got!
March 11th, 2008
I have been fortunate enough to receive many wonderful gifts from kind people over the years, and I usually don’t blog about them because I don’t want to turn their kindness into a public spectacle. But I got a t-shirt I’ve been wanting for a long time today:
Before you’re too horrified, this shirt was seen in Japan and documented by Engrish.com, a site that finds mangled English text in Japan. Much like many of the Asian tattoos that Americans get, Japanese people sometimes like products with American text on them even though they can’t read what it says, so sometimes manufacturers don’t really research or care what it says, as long as it looks cool. (Incidentally, most Japanese can probably read more English than most Americans can read Japanese, I’m just saying!)
So anyway, someone saw a person wearing this shirt in Japan who had no idea what it said, and the idea of that was absolutely hilarious to me. And now I have it! Thanks, MM!
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Calpernia’s Best of Summer Beauty Products
August 7th, 2007
Ok, I’ve been meaning to write this for a while now, so here goes. I’ve been an entertainer for as long as I can remember, but even moreso I’ve been a professional in the entertainment business since at least 1994. I found that when “looking good” became a job requirement, it became something that I went all out on for work and then let slip in my off time. On stage, no one saw me unless I had spent an hour or two making myself look as good as possible. On camera, no one saw me unless a team of makeup and hair people had worked me over. On Thursday, when I had nothing going on, I rolled out of bed, showered and put on old baggy jeans and a thrift store t-shirt with some ironic logo on it.
I’ve been trying hard to change that lack of effort in real life over the last year or so. While it’s good to look nice for an audience, I need to also look nice in my day to day life, or I am never going to catch a man… I mean, establish a meaningful and fulfilling relationship with a loving boyfriend. As part of my efforts to ramp up my game in daily life, I’ve been taking the effort to establish a baseline by getting a good haircut and color, having my teeth whitened (I used a coupon from the paper!), taking vitamins and losing weight. On top of these baseline things, I’ve been searching for the perfect grooming products and I have found some really good stuff that really works, which I am going to share with you now. And yes, I have Amazon links to the specific things I use, but I’m not specifically trying to “sell” you these things. These are dead-honest reviews of things that have really amazed me at how well they’re working for me.
So click the MORE link below to read the reviews and see links to each product!
