Californi-candy

Watch: Katy Perry ft. Snoop Dogg "California Gurls"

I have always wanted to travel west and explore the beautiful Golden coast for myself. Thanks to Katy Perry, I need not travel any farther than my home computer!

Apparently, California is DELICIOUS. No wonder everyone over there is particularly weight conscious. If I were residing on a cloud of cotton candy or living in a gingerbread house, I too would take up pilates. While the landscape looks lush and lick-able, I was expecting more green grass and palm trees. The people there look much sweeter than they come across on TV but the gummy bear population seems like it's created its own spectrum of problems.

I don't know how the rest of the California boys and gurls feel about Katy's interpretation, but this New Englander has a new found appetite for travel.

Avidazen, peace out.

I'm couple days late (thank you, DVR) but, my America's-favorite-dancer-instinct was pretty close. Alexie was in my bottom 3 along with Melinda and, in my opinion, Adechike instead of Cristina. Melinda still hasn't impressed me which is common with specialty dancers like tappers or breakers. Alexie however, did blow her solo. She was not dancing for her life and seemed to wilt in front of the cameras during all performances. Hopefully, the other dancers bring it now that they know what their Thursday nights will look like.

Not-so-unfortunately, I will be in Disney World next week so no SYTYCD for me until I reunite with my DVR. Until then, keep it real, keep it cool, keep it dirty.

So You Think You Can Change Things Up?

As a semi-avid SYTYCD follower, Season 7 has brought some mixed emotions. As always, I was excited to meet some 20 new, freakishly talented dancers but this season promised a twist--we would be joining only 10 new dancers on their journey. The other empty spots? All-star dancers from past seasons.

There were many questions right off the bat: Who were these "all-stars"? Were they re-competing? If so, why?! Now that the show has officially got on a roll, the questions have been answered but I'm not sure everyone likes those answers. The all-stars are basically there as a "Dancing With the All-Stars" set up. Former contestants from specific genres have been brought back as familiar faces for the audience and expert partners for the newbies.

After the first night of performances. it is clear why they have brought back these runners up. The 12 all-star performers do bring a new level to the competition but then, when they've done their dance, they roll off stage like a prop only to return next week to be another dancer's partner. Without a week-to-week partner to grow and learn with, no real connections will be made between couples. No Mark and Chelsie, no Melissa and Ade, no Benji and Donyelle.

Also, since they are well seasoned dancers, some of them are blowing the new kids off the block. Twitch definitely outdid himself in the NappyTabs number, leaving Alexie looking a little amateur. Other partners that worked it were Robert and Courtney and Jose and Comfort. In the case of contestant Alex Wong, his all-star partner Allison brought an equally impressive level of talent that amazed and goosebump-ed the judges. However, I respectfully disagree with Mia Michael's statement that the Sonya Tayeh number was the greatest dance ever danced. Off the top of my head, Melissa and Ade's breast cancer performance was called the same and the dance Travis Wall choreographed to Jason Mraz's "If it Kills Me", could also be a competitor in the "Best Dance" category.

We'll see how America feels about the new setup when we see the results show tomorrow. Will they be voting on performances based on their favorite all-star or the actual competitor? My top 3 were Robert, Alex and I have to say, Kent. My bottom 3 were probably. Adechike, Alexie and Melinda. America tends to be more fickle than I, so we will see whose fate they determined tomorrow night.

WhIP (Work In Progress)

Working on the blog. Trying to make it a little more aesthetically pleasing. So I put it on a diet, scheduled some spray tanning and bought it a pair of leg lengthening nude stilettos.

Don't mind things during the awkward transformation phase. Feedback welcome.

The Caged Bird Sings

Britney was a "Slave 4 U"

Christina got "Dirrrrty"

And now, it's Miley's turn...

http://www.eonline.com/videos/v53035_miley-cyrus-cant-be-tamed-video.html

She is soaring out of the cushy Disney closet, leaving behind her morals and most of her clothes. Miss Cyrus gave us a little taste of what's-to-come with her infamous Vanity Fair shoot, her pole dancing at the Teen Choice Awards in 09 and those long forgotten slumber party-shower photos. Now it's official--Miley Cyrus can't be tamed.

Apparently, as her new video points out, she is like a rare, wild bird that can't be confined to a cage or metallic corset for that matter. She is breaking out of her Mickey-made-mold and slipping into something a little less comfy with a lot more feathers. "Party in the USA" was, and still is, wildly popular in most circles for its upbeat-good time feel. "I Can't Be Tamed" is sure to hit a different crowd (a.k.a. not my 5-year-old cousin.)

Some may find the transformation a bit jarring. One week she's Hanna Montana and the next she looks like Brtiney Spears in "Womanizer" meets Sasha Fierce. Couture S&M gear and a pole shouldn't be as appealing to her young fans as a blond wig but, odds are, giant black wings, thigh high boots and a leather bodysuit may be on your tween daughter's newest shopping list.

While her young fans (and their parents) may not be prepared, Miley's friends and Hollywood teammates are loving the new look, so far. Demi Lovato tweets, "SO proud of that girl... THAT VIDEO IS SOOO GOOD!!!!!" and others say she's the next Britney Spears just with a ten year headstart. Let's hope that title doesn't come with the psychiatric breakdown, two children with a hobo and a Mr. Clean haircut.

For now, we need to anxiously await her new album's release in June and accept the wild bird for what she is--a 17-year-old "discovering herself" with the help of her bottomless piggy bank and a team of people dedicated to pushing her to the edge. Hopefully, those gigantic wings really help her fly when/if she gets pushed too far.

HOPE for HAITI

So while watching and enjoying the beautiful people of Hollywood spill their hearts and their wallets I got to thinking: We all expect the rich and famous to donate their fair share to charities like this. They do make far more money than most can even fathom so it's these too-rich-for-their-own-good people that should donate, right? Right.

I sit here, in my unemployed-20 something-recent graduate-pants, thinking of how little I have. Then I slip back into reality, turn off my Wii and text my boyfriend with my fancy cell phone saying that I need to donate to the Hope For Haiti telethon.

As little as I may have, there are people with literally nothing. Anderson Cooper is throwing the faces of innocent and injured children in my face while Jennifer Hudson serenades America and those suffering with a beautiful rendition of Jon Lennon's "Let it Be"; these children no longer have families, homes or food and water.

If Leo Dicaprio's $1 million donation and George Clooney's whole telethon can inspire other celebrities to help, maybe my little contribution can inspire those, like myself, that don't have a Titanic sized income.

HopeForHaitiNow.org

Blogging from Limbo

For the three people who may look at my site once a month, if at all anymore, I apologize for my disappearance. In August 2009 my laptop died tragically after defying the odds and living well past its expiration date. While working for Disney was a blast and all, they paid in Mickey stickers so a new computer was and still is a far off dream of mine.

As of now, I am working on some money-making-moves and desperately want to update my blog. When my home computer is available, I will try my best to keep in touch. My life has not gotten any more interesting--my body has not received an extreme-whore makeover like Heidi's, my short-lived late night show has not been aborted nor, despite accusations, did I sleep with Tiger Woods.

Until our next rendezvous, enjoy the SAGs, support the Jonas Brothers with whatever ridiculous "solo careers" they have planned, let me know if you want to hire me for anything and keep watching Conan.