In 1853 New York, there was a very picky customer and a very grumpy chef. The customer demanded that his potatoes be cut thinner and fried longer. Furious, the chef cut them very thin, fried them fro ages and covered them in salt. The customer asked for more. Hooooray! The crisp chip was born.
Christopher Columbus was an explorer lookng for Asia. But in 1492 he sailed the wrong way and ended up in an entirely different continent. Happily for him, he didn’t realize at the time and announced, quite smugly, that here he was in Asia. And so it was that America was discovered.
If someone, at some stage hadn’t made a mistake the world wouldn’t have Coca Cola or frisbees, popsicles or chips, penicillin, cheese, slinky-dinks, or America!
Don’t worry if you make a mistake. Sometimes our biggest mistakes are our best inventions.
– excerpt from http://www.wearewhatwedo.org
BRILLIANT! I dedicate this to all our PP girls who beat themselves up like Jemma does after simple mistakes and act like it’s the end of the world, when really, who the frick cares?
The site is by organization that is trying to change the world one action at a time / per person. It’s cool stuff, especially since we PP girls strongly believe in making the world a better place (GO GREEN!!) because we need our grandchildren’s grandchildren to be alive to buy us our Versace purses or our million dollar Baroda pearls, or whatever luxury stuff that grannies buy (a $4.5 million dollars silk, Persian, 500 years old rug maybe?).
– love jemma
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It’s true that there must be something factual in rumors. I mean, let me tell you a story.
Way back in high school I suddenly had an urge to start a rumor because I thought it would be cool if people believed it and I can secretly say to myself har har har I started that crap! Anyhow, I told my best friend that some psychic woman said if you add your own mobile number with your crush’s mobile number, divide it by 2, multiply by 3 and subtract it by your own number again, if the sum turns up to have (for example) 5 even numbers out of the 10, that means you have a 50% chance of marrying the guy (Okay, I was 16). My best friend gave me a pitiful laugh and asked, where’s the scientific evidence to this? I was shocked, I didn’t know rumors need to have scientific evidence (or any evidence at all for that matter) and I did say I heard it from some psychic woman didn’t I?
Anyways, the moral of this story is, a successful rumor means that there’s got to be something worth believing that drives people to consider it as a fact. I’ve noticed in the tabloids about 70% of the rumors turn out to be true in the end (ex. Lilo’s lesbian relationship, Nicole’s first pregnancy). So don’t automatically push away anything crazy you might hear in the future…. sorry, but crazy things do exist in this world.
Story follow-up: after she busted me I changed the subject right away (probably something lame like, oh I saw Melanie use her cell phone in our social studies 11 class today OMFG!), and we’re ex-best friends now by the way.
– love jemma
I want to watch this and help make the world a better place.
This is a serious issue. It is important for all of us to acknowledge the problems we have or will be having in the near future… and actually start to do something about it. Did you all know that the whole world will be switching off our lights on March 28, 2009 8:30pm for Earth Hour? Just an hour for our Earth…make a difference. It helps.
– love jemma
please visit www.ageofstupid.net
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Also @ Michael Kors backstage
Grabbing my daily paper this morning, the full page Olympus ad with nothing but large bold letters WHEN THE GOING GETS TOUGH, THE TOUGH GET GOING, literally made me jump with anticipation for the day. Since when did we start giving up so easily and feeling down and depressed by the mere words of others? How did we learn to turn to material things and calories and addictions to feed our sensitive side? Why did we choose to procrastinate and settle and accept ourselves for who we are even when we know we could do so much better? What does it take to realize that even fish with their miniscule little sacs for brains know that they gotta swim upstream even though its a helluvalota work and they might die in the process?
It just clicked for me that, yeah its tough making money. Its tough to work up the career ladder as a girl. Its tough studying on weekends when the girls are going clubbing. Its tearfully tough resisting from just saying “i’ll pay by visa!” to those last pair of beautiful new midnight blue Lanvin flats in size 6. Its tough to pay the rent when you know it could buy so many beautiful orgasmic shoes instead. Its tough to stay in shape when sitting on your ass is just so comfortable. Its tough to maintain a giving relationship because giving really sucks more than receiving. And its so painfully tough to plan for the seemingly dark (or actually dark) future. But its exactly the crappy things like these that teach us how to cope, and eventually make us stronger. If life were a smooth ride, my weakness would probably be a major regret on my deathbed. I wanna be a tough cookie. Not a soft and soggy one.
So, sometimes i cry, and i bitch, and i moan…but i’m secretly glad i have tough times and tough people to deal with. I’m so positively challenged to be ahead of my game. I want to be prepared and have hardcore training for a tough mentality so that when the day comes for me to win the lottery and afford all those shoes, a personal trainer and plastic surgery, i’ll still be fierce and get the respect that i know i deserve.
This is my attempt at morale boosting:) RAH RAH RAH!
– love lucy.
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PinkPoutine answer: the good old puppy love.
But when our girls get too old for puppy love, then it’s probably the, what we call, dating honeymoon period. Now, the dating honeymoon period (DHP) is completely different from the actual honeymoon period (AHP). AHP is after the vows have been publicly announced to every single person you know, DHP is when probably your second level friends (the ones after your best friends) still have no idea you are dating someone. AHP consists of a whole tona expensive dinners, expensive resorts, expensive air tickets, expensive whatever, DHP requires zip dollars, ZIP. All you need is a couch to make out away on and both of you would be equally satisfied and happy. Okay, so now that we have addressed the differences between these two titles, it’s time for us to tell you how to keep our insides still tingling and our outsides still mingling (by maintaining a long, sweet honeymoon period of course).
1) Never be afraid to show that your interested.
DUH. Or else how are you going to keep the sparks flying? Call him out of nowhere and text him about nothing. Let him know your thinking of him but not actually saying it, trust me, it’s doable, it’s not rocket science.
2) Remind yourself every single day that guys are so stupidly simple.
Sometimes they don’t text or call back because they are busy or tired. Their life does not revolve around you (and you shouldn’t expect it to anyways because your not an official gf yet). And do accept that they are forgetful. Men are always forgetful. It’s annoying, but it’s life.
3) It’s okay to skip out on a date if your busy (really busy, like, with actual things to do and not just pretending)
Some of our girlfriends beat themselves up for declining on a date because they were stuck at work OT-ing and had to cancel out last minute. Girls, it’s A-OKAY to have a life and show to him that you do. Actually, I think it’s sexier that way. Some guys might be intimidated, but I think intimidation is hella sexy. And hey, if your future-man can’t put up with you having your own life and scared the hell outa him, then maybe you should rethink about what your getting yourself into.
4) Play hard to get is so 20 years ago.
That’s something our moms did back in the 70s. With our generation now, it’s all about straightforwardness and fearlessness. Yes, be FEARLESS, speak up and express yourselves openly. Guys like it when their girl is certain and upfront. We don’t like mind games, so why would they (knowing that they are so stupidly simple, right?).
5) Sorry, but there’s expiry dates for the honeymoon period.
As much as we would LOVE for this time to last, it doesn’t. Sooner or later you would have to end this time by becoming his official gf (like, as if that sounds so bad). IT DOES! You have no idea what your giving up for to become an official – the does he love me or does he not period makes life much more exciting! And usually when your in this period, everything between you two is a first.. the first time he said I miss you, the first time he took you to a beach, the first time he picked you up from work, the first time he played with your Chihuahua, etc.etc. It’s an awesome time I tell you. But you have to let this time go because (everyone act shocked together) life is not perfect. And just like expired milk, you need to hit the next stage before your honeymoon period ends, or else it turns sour. Trust me on this.
Please note that all of the above is personal PP opinion. It’s really cool stuff but might not be enitrely true in the non-PP world. Happy dating everyone!
– love jemma
PP girls are great friends. Therefore, we make good partners in crime, shopping buddies, comforters, listeners, jokers and we have great shoulders to cry on – all this, wrapped into one. I truly believe every girl should have a few very good friends, afterall, who would we vent to about that rude saleswoman who gave the chick next to us a 15% discount and only gave us 10%? Who would we PMS to about our boyfriends who got us a grande skim milk javachip frap double pump toffee nut with chips instead of our usual grande soymilk javachip frap half pump toffee nut with extra chips? Bugging our bffs with all our troubles and having them actually understanding how stressful it is. Wow. Friends are great aren’t they. Here’s a few pointers on how to be a good friend back when your girls come to you, crying their new Chanel Inimitable Multi Dimensional Mascaras off (in black) and telling you they need some sister-2-sister, heart-2-heart advice.
Rule #1) Be Honest and Stay Honest.
This is the ultimate rule. Anything other than honesty means that you are being utterly fake to your friends and only comforting them with things only acquaintances and phony coworkers will say. I highly emphasize on the importance in staying true to your friends with your words of wisdom, even if the truth hurts. There’s no point of saying things that are good to the ears for them, we have other people whom we call our “normal friends” to do that. Best friends, on the other hand, slap the brutal truth right at their faces without any hesitation. That’s what friends are for.
Rule #2) Skip the Bullshit.
When your best friend asks you what do you think of the outfit she’s wearing to her first date with a guy she met at a club but she’s completely head over heels for. You say: “You look like a slut. Those pink Louboutin would never match your purple Moschino dress. Pink and purple never work together. Your whole outfit says please sleep with me.” Don’t say: “Oh, your outfit is really nice, those Louboutins are gorgeous, I absolutely love the color. And OH, your dress looks amazing on you… but you might want to consider wearing different shoes? I mean, it’s just my opinion, but it’s still good! He’s going to fall in love with you even more babe!” Puke.
Rule #3) It’s Okay to Not Count the Calories.
If your girlfriend tells you she is in catastrophe, here is your schedule for the week:
Monday: Bring a good chic flick or something stupid but funny, takeout (fries, pizzas, you know.. the works) and a bottle of wine (hard liqueur is fine as well if your hardcore enough) and go ring her doorbell. She is going to be hesitant at first and would insist that she wants to be left alone. Don’t give in. Open that door, march in, pop that DVD in, spread all those guilty pleasures on the table and tell her you refuse to pig out yourself on her couch while she cries in her bed. Sleepover if you will, having someone there for her will always help.
Tuesday: Bring her for some ice cream after work and indulge in your triple scoop butternut ice cream while taking a walk with your Chihuahuas at a park nearby.
Wednesday: Catch up on the latest Gossip Girl drama together and have a GG marathon, this time at your place. Don’t forget the popcorn and snacks.
Thursday: Hit the gym. Go for a run. Do some yoga. Exercising helps with the stress and depression. Both of you will feel energized and all ready for your weekend.
Friday & Saturday: PARTY PARTY PARTY PARTY. Get drunk, act like there is nothing else in the world to care about except the fact that your having fun with your best friend. Taxi home.
Sunday: Have a hangover brunch with her. You should know that she should be in condition to handle the truth now, so please refer to rule #1 for instructions. After the talk, hug her very very tightly and tell her your always there for her whenever, wherever.
Rule #4) Invade, even if She Did Not Ask You to.
Some girls would get into a withdrawal phase when they are depressed. Your job is to prevent that from happening and bug her continuously until she lets you share her depression with you.
Follow these rules and I assure you that your friendships would not be as shortlived as Paris Hilton and her new “bffs” found on her stupid reality show.
Go ahead and spoil your best friends by being someone real to her, she deserves nothing less.
– love jemma
It means fear of friday the 13th. As jemma likes to think, long names are used to cover up things that really suck. Ever since we were kids, we’ve known that Friday the 13th is a day of bad luck, and we should be careful in every possible way. Well, my superstitious divas, brace yourselves because the SECOND Friday the 13th of 2009 is arriving next week! Is it just me or is it awfully creepy that we’ve had this phenomenon 2 months in a row? Is it even more creepy that there will be another one in November?!!
According to PinkPoutine research, this 700 year old legend of bad luck on Friday the 13th causes distress in around 17 to 21 million people in the US. Some people are so scared of this day that they refuse to work, do risky things like drive or take a flight, or even get out of bed at all. It’s estimated that $900 million in business is lost this day because of people’s fear!!! What a way to fuck up the economy even more…
– love lucy