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    14 September 2005

    Baby, I'm A Star

    I'm back!  I'm alive!  Well, sort of.  I'm really, really tired.  The show is taped and I'm guessing I did okay since they didn't chase me out of town with pitchforks and torches.

    I took the train to Burbank.  For those of you longing for the glamour of Tinseltown, here's a sneak peak:

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    The Los Angeles Amtrak station.  Posh, no?  Just as an added note, the train I rode, the very one from which I took this picture, smelled like butt. 

    I arrived Monday night with, of course, a grand idea to change the shrink plastic charms on my mirror.  After two hours of trying, I finally got it to work.  Chucked the old charms in the garbage and felt good about myself for making the vision in my head come to life.

    By 8am I was at the studio.  A studio which happens to share space with the new Queer TV network.  Of course I didn't find that out until lunchtime, so I had hours to wonder who's crafty bit of handiwork the pink maribou covered pogo stick was.  I had a dressing room.  With my name on it. 

    Dressing_room     Dressing_room_mirror

    Cool, huh?  I wonder who that mysterious, blurry man in the mirror is.

    Immediately we set to work on my project and laying out all the steps.  I had totally misunderstood the idea of having the projects half finished.  I don't know why, but I had two different projects.  So I had to do a third.  Luckily the hard part was already done.  We spent a couple of hours rehearsing and going over the steps.  Nicole was a huge help, finishing up bits here and there and really helping me not look like a total dork.  So anyway, all my work from the night before had to be nixed because of "nipple issues"!  I had used a nude for the shrink plastic charms.  I assumedI was making a good selection, figuring that they wouldn't object to such an artistic nude.  Well, you know what happens when you assume, doncha? Yeah, you gotta make new shrink plastic charms.

    There were other people there taping too.  It looked to me like they had about six people there taping six different episodes.  There was a guy blowing glass there named Chad Pitts.  I love, love, love it!  I didn't even get the chance to properly thank him because he went in to tape as I was finishing up.

    There was also a gal there from Design Originals who had some really cool stuff going on, but I didn't get a chance to get a good look because these people didn't know me and I was trying to convince them I was nice and not nosey. 

    The coolest, most serendipitous thing ever happened though.  When we were taping I was explaining everything to the host.  A really super cool chick named Jennifer.  I especially loved that she wasn't craft stupid - you see on those shows where the host doesn't have a clue what she's talking about? So not the case here.  After the taping, she finds me in the hallway and thanks me and hands me her business card.  Get this.  She's THE Jennifer from Naughty Secretary! Knock me over with a pizza cutter, will you?  She told me she has a blog, so look for that to be linked here real soon.  (NSC is normally in the shopping links on the right side, but have been temporarily removed for the Katrina relief buttons.)

    By the end of my day, the studio was filled with craftiness and drag queens.  And let me just say, that was a combo platter that I never could have predicted when I woke up in the morning.

    The pictures I took are resoundingly boring.  I was a little too dazed to remember the camera most of the time.  Speaking of resoundingly boring, I felt like I was instantly lifeless the minute the camera was on me!  There was so much to remember!  Don't pick this up.  Don't look at the camera.  Don't calculate the airspeed velocity of an unladen swallow.  Smile.  I fear I came off rather dorkish.  Which is too bad, cuz I had a lot of fun and would love to give it another go. 

    So, my 15 minutes of fame are over and my world has shrunk back down to its normal, teensy proportions.  Sigh.  I guess I'll have to pick out my own blue M&M's from here on in!

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    Comments

    You are so cool, Hilari! Glad you had fun.

    What a super fun adventure you had! Sounds cool! And I don't get the problem with nipples... hello it wasn't like someone standing there without her shirt on saying "check out my nipples..."

    Sounds like a blast! Oh, I think your 15 mins will come again full circle when the episode airs.

    North African swallow? That quuestion always gets me in a muddle too.

    Nipple issues. Geez. ["Teeny, tiny, waffer theen..." nippledge] Were these plastic charms to hang off one's nipples? No? Too bad, that might be fun to combine body piercing and shrinky-dink fun.

    that is so cool!

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