"Leap and the net will appear"

Yes, I know. That title is completely obvi for February 29^th, but it’s a free day (and gave me the chance to knock out a sole February entry!) and I’m all about leaps of faith these days, so here goes!

I’ve pretty much been living under a writing rock and since my eyes were on the prize, there was no hope of multi-tasking-writing.  So now I have one partial and one full out in agent’s hands and my fingers are crossed tightly for next steps. 

But after the last submission I gave myself a week to decompress…watch a lot of shows from my DVR…finally finish my Patricia Cornwell book (in all fairness is was 400+ pages) and catch up on everything a few things that I’ve neglected over the past month or so.  Case in point, the laundry was cooking while I started typing this.  And then it's back at it.  More research and time to resurrect The Great Mystery that's taken a back seat over the past six weeks.

But all of that aside, I’m happy to be back!

And just in time to talk Oscars.  Or at least the Red Carpet.  I’m embarrassed to admit I haven’t seen many of the movies this year, but I still cried for Octavia Spencer.  Love it when people lose it in their acceptance speech.  Not a lot of surprises, but overall thought it was a good show.  But without further ado, I have to gush a bit about the fashion.

Now I’ve heard some nonsense about Emma Stone stealing Nicole Kidman’s look from a few years back.  What-ever!  It was red.  There was a bow.  Apples and oranges.  Giambattista Valli and Balenciaga.  I get it.  It was reminiscent.  But c’mon people.  It’s a different dress.  And Emma looks amazing!  It’s not like she wore the exact same dress like Julie Bowen did at the Globes, rerunning Olivia Wilde’s dress from 2008.  That’s being a look-thief.  Or like she wore the infamous Galliano that took Nicole from “Tom Cruise’s Aussie wife” to “NICOLE KIDMAN”.  So let’s all simmer a moment and agree, Emma was gorg!

Also loving Tina Fey, Rose Byrne, Gwyneth & Octavia Spencer.

I can’t even go into the whole Angie-leg-pose nonsense.  It seemed like a joke…but then it wasn’t. And the J.Lo possibly, maybe, we’re-not-quite-sure, nip slip insanity.  Um, 1 – who cares?  And, 2 – am I the only one who remembers the Chanel Oscar dress from 2001?  There was no slip that night. The whole top was sheer.  Hello, world!  The lady isn’t shy about showing her lady parts.  Hell, if I looked like her I’d be flashing skin too.  I would not, however, have broken up with Ben Affleck.  Just saying…

Other than fashion obsessing I’ve also been chipping away at my DVR.  The good thing (or maybe this is the bad thing) about being totally burnt out is that shows that might be painful under normal circumstances can be quite entertaining.  The scary part is when they’re still painful, but I’m too tired to pick up the remote and blitz through it, so I just lie there and take it all in.

First up is Gossip Girl.  The best thing about it these days is Georgina.  Thank god conniving, manipulative and very funny is back.  I mean when Dan Humphrey is the most devious character in the lot…um, Upper East Side, we have a problem!  So Georgina as fake GG, stirring the pot is the most interesting thing that’s happened in a long time.  Love how she talks to her hubby and how she constantly pawns the baby off.  Cracks me up.  And it’s about damn time the whole Charlie/Ivy/Lola thing was exposed.  I mean that story was getting reedonkulous even for a CW teen soap.  But Ivy getting all of CeCe’s fortune…..I’m mean COME ON!!!  So stupid I can’t even write about it.  And Blair and Dan?  Ugh! Just make it stop.  Just put Chuck and Blair together with their Season 1 chemistry and let us sit back and enjoy.  PLEASE!

And since I’m on the downward spiral, I’ve been tuning into the OC Housewives because clearly, my brain is oatmeal after weeks of writing and all I can say is I was excited for Heather to join the cast – brunette and from Chappaqua, NY, which is the town a mile down the road from where I grew up.  Yeah for Westchester!  So far, I’m not sure what I think, but love when she goes rounds with Alexis.  And in the most painful moment yet – Slade trying stand-up (worse than awful) and then saying he plans to take his show on the road (because he actually thinks it’s funny).  Holy hell!  I heart you Andy Cohen, but please get this man off camera. 

In far better news, I am so on the edge of my seat for tonight’s Revenge I can’t even get my brain in a place to write about it.  So obsessed.  I’ll have far more to say after tonight’s ep unfolds, but was just saying the other day that I’m having some Emily-Thorne-wannabe moments.  She’s cool.  She kicks ass.  And I’m kind of fascinated with the gun skill.  Now anyone who knows me knows me + shooting for sport would pretty much be the biggest disaster ever.  I have a hard enough time mastering the magic of my curling iron.  But in my dream life, I’m so rocking Emily’s coolness at the shooting range.  And yeah, Daniel’s at my side.  Come on.  It’s a dream for a reason!

And with that, I’m out to tune in the Hamptons.

So will leave you with this, in memory of Davy Jones.  So sad!