Mon Dieu!

So my question for the day to Ireland after their World Cup qualifier match/debacle last night against France is...

Will you start calling chips Freedom Fries now?

Please say no.

Thanks in advance.

BOO!

Photo taken at Donnybrook Fair on Halloween morning, October 2009.

She Knows Me Well

Thought you'd gotten rid of me, huh?  Nope, still around.  Just lazy.  On to the post...

Today, the Real LC took me out on the best date day ever.  

First, we went to gawk at shoes at Brown Thomas, aka Our Own Private Crack Den.  Alexander McQueen, we love you, oh yes we do.  Now how about hooking us up with the family discount?

Next, we went to the Winding Stair for a gorgeous prix fixe lunch of yummy goodness.  I had celeriac soup, which I learned is a root vegetable kind of like celery, which is nothing like a root vegetable at all.   Free range chicken and risotto were also involved, but I was too damn full of soup to thoroughly enjoy it.   Moving on.

The main event today was a matinee performance of The Birds, playing at The Gate.  Yes, that The Birds.  Or rather, Conor McPherson's rather loose interpretation of it.  Of course, we discussed Hitchcock, and the RLC let it slip that she had seen his complete works on sale at HMV.  As in reduced from 129 euros to 29 euros.  You read that right. 

Armed with my new bargain 14 DVD collection, we set off for the theatre.  The RLC scored us front row seats, which is fairly adventurous for a live thriller (real live doves were released at the end nearly knocking us off our chairs).  The play was off the hook good, which is to be expected of the RLC, The Gate, Conor McPherson, and The Dublin Theatre Festival.  

As we were walking out, the RLC casually mentioned (as is her way) that Diane was played by Sinead Cusack. Did I know who that was?  Nope.  Jeremy Irons' wife.  Hold the phone.  I was thisclose to the lady that gets to be married to Jeremy Irons?!  If I had known I would have been completely star struck the whole time and unable to concentrate on the actual acting, which was excellent.  I think this is why she waited to tell me.  See?  I told you she knows me well. 

Best News of the Week

That lady with the funny name who wrote Juno is making Sweet Valley High into a movie.

I love this.

We all know Lila Fowler is the original Blair Waldorf.

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We Interrupt this Blogging Hiatus...

...to bring you important thoughts from the girl behind the curtain.

I bought Mad Men (series one and two) on DVD last weekend at HMV for a bargain basement price because Irish people have no taste in television and it was heavily discounted. I am totally kidding about that Irish people have no taste in television bit (coughTheCliniccough), so stop writing your hate mail letter now.

Anyway, because I am the Queen of Cool, every night this week my after work routine has consisted of the following:

1. walk the dog
2. change into pajamas
3. eat dinner
4. watch 2 episodes of Mad Men
5. go to bed at 9pm

This is great for your marriage, by the way. Really keeps the spark alive.

I will resist commenting on this AWESOME series until I have finished the whole thing, but I will say this:

1. Gin and milk? EW, Roger, EW.
2. Betty Draper is from the Main Line. Lovesit.
3. Bring back the office cocktails, please. Especially the Mai Tais with umbrellas.

Here's where I would usually add some sort of Mad Men image to add a little pizazz to this entry. I am too lazy, though, hence the blogging hiatus.

Shiny Happy People

What a great day for a parade in Dublin.

File this under: Things You Don't See Everyday in Dublin...Hare Krishnas and the sun.

Photo taken in Dublin, Ireland, September 2009.

Bossy Boots

If I suddenly discovered I had a secret Swiss bank account with loads of loot to spend on frivolous fancy footwear, these would definitely be tickling my toes this winter:

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Why must Christian Louboutin torture me so?