Glitter and Kisses

The life of the glitterati may be exhausting, but I’m never too tired to pull out my glitter eye liner and ring in the new year in style. I know I’ve been scarce lately (it’s the fierce fatigue, I swear) but I really do miss you, my darlings.  Sending you new year’s kisses and femmetastic wishes for a sublime 2011!

Setting Sail

Van and I are packing our bags and setting sail for the Caribbean.  Yes, my lovelies, it’s cruise time!  I picked up an adorable new bikini and a nautical striped sweater for chilly evenings on the ship, so I’m ready to go.  Reading for lounging by the pool in my beachy splendor?  Mae West’s autobiography, Goodness Had Nothing to Do with It, of course.  See you in 2 weeks!  xoxo SF elvgren-nautical-pinup

Flattery Will Get You Everywhere

I seem to be seduced by all things silvery lately.  First it was Grace Jones’s silver hat, now it’s Alice Eve’s silver platforms. Really, nothing says “life is good” like silver platforms.  Unless it’s the adorable older gentleman in line behind me at the post office today who flirted with me and said I have a Hollywood smile.  What a charmer!  Mae West was right when she observed that flattery will get you everywhere.  Now you know, it does with me!alice eve_vanities0705

Come Up and See Me


“Too much of a good thing is wonderful.”         –Mae West

It’s official; I worship at the altar of Mae West. 

Over the weekend Van and I watched West as the bejeweled and bawdy Lady Lou in She Done Him Wrong.  This is the 1933 film in which she delivers the famous line “come up and see me sometime” to a very young Cary Grant.  Really, it’s hard to imagine anyone who wouldn’t.  A pint-sized diva with an oversized personality, she is fearless, hilarious, tough, powerfully sexual, gutsy, and utterly devoid of sentiment and shame.   No wonder I’m smitten!  Even Van, who doesn’t usually like old movies, was amused and humored me as I spent the rest of the evening trying to speak in the burlesque style of Ms. West.  (This is best attempted after a few cocktails, I discovered.)

If there were a Femme Hall of Fame–and there should be!–West would deserve a special place in it for the brilliant campiness she brings to her sex symbol persona.  As most femmes will tell you, one of the biggest misunderstandings we encounter is the myth that being a femme is only or primarily about clothes and appearance.  For me, femmeness is sometimes revealed in a particular fashion or style, but it is often something much more intangible–an attitude, a certain theatricality, a way of being/performing in the world.  As Mae West puts it, “It’s not what I do but how I do it. It’s not what I say but how I say it. And how I look when I’m saying and doing it.”

Ain’t it the truth.