Trying on Brad Pitt's Hat & Then Shooting It

Hat maker to the Stars gives Johnny Depp get the Beaver treatment. That is Beaver leather Fedora hats with bow custom made by Gunner Foxx. Foxx uses a pencil to roll up the brims on his fedora's and shoots a .38 to leave his 3 hole mark on his hats. A custom made bullet shot hat will run you around $1800 and include a life time warranty with a personal serial # of authenticity. You will be among the elite hat wearers, like Slash, Brad Pitt, Depp and DiCaprio. Gunner is one of five people int he country that still do Victorian style hat making. He has done over 300 films including "The Gangs of New York" and "Alice in Wonderland." If you sit on your hat or your dog chews it, Foxx will give it a full restoration. I enjoyed the Paper Boy hats and got to try on the Benjamin Button hat worn by no other than Brad Pitt. Hey, how's my close up Mr. de Mille? Stop by the Schaeffers Garment Hotel on 7517 Sunset and get a herringbone tweed newsie today. You just might leave in a pair of vintage World War 2 boots, bomber jacket and then get mistaken as the new lead for the next Indiana Jones film. But please don't shoot a Beaver, Justin Bieber or your own hat, leave that to Gunner. He is the mad hatter to the stars and me!!!

The New Glass Slipper: The Madonna Shoe

One thing is for sure--- about actors, they were clothes with a certain trade mark attitude and a aloof style. Most actors dream of walking down the red carpet in a custom made couture gown to receive their Oscar in. But, I bet they never dreamed of walking down the carpet in a Madonna shoe. Excuse me did I say Madonna shoe? Yes, I did.

Kobi Levi made a shoe worthy of being in a fine art museum. It is gold colored with cone point, microphone shoe strap and platinum blond wig heel inset. This is the new glass slipper for fairy tales. I mean it looks like Madonna herself on stage during her Blond Ambition tour. I wonder while you walk in the shoes--- if it starts to sing "Like a Virgin?" Just click twice to change the station. I mean, if Cake Boss can make a police car cake with blinking lights, moving tires and siren sounds it could be reasonable that the shoe can belt out a number of Madonnas hit songs. Andy Warhol's probably jealous and that he didn't make a Marilyn shoe. A Campbell soup can shoe? No. Definitely not. Not even in cherry red.


I wonder what's next a meat shoe? Lady Ga Ga is probably going nuts over the banana split shoe by Levi. Lady GG is probably so inspired, I bet we see her with her own line of Paparazzi worthy sky scrapper shoes in the future. I just hope she decides to eat her meat and not walk in it. I mean, I like steak tartare but must I take it with me in public? Someone might decide to put A1A sauce on it and nibble me. "Hey, mister that's my flank stiletto your munching on. "Try Ruth's Chris." I mean he's hungry and I'm worried about my shoe getting ruined. It would cause so much drama in my life. I need my shoes not to upstage me!

I'm going to make a actor shoe. It comes in an English accent, botox injected leather, and designer pocket on high heal with tiny head shot inside. It should look like a blue jean when done. The jean shoe inspired by James Dean and Mark Zucker. The Actor shoe now on sale for a mere $10,000.00, the limited addition with signed autographs. They'll be big in Europe. Now, if I only knew how to wear my hair with these shoes. Perhaps Neon Braids?? Nah, trying too hard too look young this way. Leave comment for best way to wear hair for 10 points.

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M.R.

LA Marathon Gets Soaked

When people say it's raining cats and dogs what do they mean? Maybe they mean all the rain that is pouring down on all of the runners in the LA marathon.
Most actors are still in bed warm and dry. As I stretch to make coffee, I can hear the rain just plopping down from the sky. The constant drizzle of the run off and chattering raindrops is hypnotizing. Gee, I'm ready to go back to bed from the melodic down pour. But, dog must go for walk. I put on my coat, rain boots and then make a rain coat for the dog. Yep, the old Glad bag rain coat with a pink bow. It does the trick. I borrow my roommates huge beach sized umbrella--can you say he's prepared?

We walk to Sunset where my actor friends are watching the Thon. (code for Los Angeles Marathon) They are dry with drinks in hand while dancing to Katy Perry's California girls. I walk up and am handed a cocktail, bubbly champagne and pomegranate juice. We click our glasses together and make a toast, "To being warm and dry." Clink. Clink. Now, this is the way to do a Thon from the office outdoor patio with covered awning. We watch the runners straggle by soaking wet from the rain. I feel bad as it's quite cold outside. I shiver and I'm bundled up like a mummy! All the runners have on a clear plastic rain bib resembling my dogs coat. Now, that's true dedication to the art of running. We wave to the runners which seem to be encouraged that after this soggy run the first thing they are going to do is get a drink.

Stay warm and dry.

M

The Actress Diaries
The adventures of Milan Rouge in Hollywood.

Pow Wow After Class

Postponed. What? Why didn't I get the message? I was the only one there except "Mr. Big". No God. Not him. Anyone but him. What did I do to have to deal with this English, Hugh Grant look alike that sports really big attitude while wearing form fitting jeans. He used to drive a shabby thing resembling a car and now he's rolling up in a shinny new Rover. (code for Range Rover.) "Good grief Charlie Brown,"--- as if he needed anything else to inflate his ego to the size of the Good Year blimp. Mr. Grant was on the phone, of course. "Class is canceled," he mumbled to me as he continued to talk to Spielberg for his starring role in a new movie. ( Movie title: I'm too busy to talk to people whose name is not on a metro transit bus promoting their next movie.) "Spielberg" reference here=some producer but not the real Spielberg. But, you probably knew that.

So, I left his Highness behind to finish his movie deal as I went to a Pow Wow festival in Plummer park. I've never been to a Pow Wow before. I don't even know what a Pow Wow is--- except from Comic books. I bet Mr. Big English's favorite phrase from a comic book is "I'm the best there is at what I do and what I do ain't very nice." (Name the comic book quote on your comment for 10 points.) There were so many bear hats, feathers, dream catchers and buffalo flutes.

As I looked at turquoise rings, deer sling shot whistles and wolf lamps the announcer kept repeating "Don't walk into the empty space. Walk around the circle.It is blessed. Please take the extra seven steps to go around it. Some of you can use the exercise. Don't roller blade through it. Don't walk your dog through it." I started to wonder if this host is a cousin of Mr. Ego English. The host mentioned that there are raffle prizes and substance abuse counseling. Hmmmm? He must be expecting Reality show actors to come by. Perhaps he could use a rub of love oil?

So I took the seven extra steps to go around the blessed circle. Should I tell the announcer it's more like 12 steps? Nah? My eye caught a medicine lady dream catcher. It was beautiful. Next thing I know, I purchase a dolphin shaped bracelet and a wolf hat. I left the Pow Wow dressed like a warrior ready for my close up.

Feel like you missed the Pow Wow at Garner and Fountain. Have no fear as the
American Indian Talent Show will be next Saturday April 9 from 1-5 at 2025 4th Street in San Fernando, CA. Isabella has beautiful items Lmissionenterprises@yahoo.com And substance abuse counseling and raffle prizes will be available. But, please don't step into the circle!

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M

Work out at Runyon Canyon

Time to rise and shine. I wonder if a starlet came up with that phrase? Dogs up therefore I must get up. Doesn't dog know its Saturday. My day off. Dog is looking at me and using Meisner to make me get up. The look on my dogs face has a specific intention walk me or else? Else meaning turning a dry sofa into a wet sofa. My dog must have studied with Uta Hagen. Could my dog have read my book? Noooo? I have it here and I've never read it! But by osmosis we both have gotten the training benefits of my actor book collection.

O.k. I'm up but first coffee. Hat, shades, sneakers and gate remote. Where is that darn gate remote? It was in my purse. Which purse? Nope not the day purse. Ughhh, it's not in my dinner bag. Ahhh, hah on the bathroom counter? Oyyy, through the hole in the bush. Dog is being high maintenance and refuses to down grade to crawling through hole in yard. Secret treat stash sways her easily. That is from Meisner (have a secret in your back pocket). Dog falls easily to my ploy and we are off to the Coffee Bean on Sunset. It's the place you know. Even in the morning the stars are here, especially writers. You know the one's but you have yet to learn our names!!!
Long line of hipsters, rockabilly's, punk-goth, LA-prepsters and the mish-mosh of Melrose thrift style is abundant. Not to mention everyone is wearing shades.

Carmel latte to go and off to the canyon. Dog is excited as the furry 4 legged animals walk up hill to entrance of canyon to only have to walk up another hill. Life in the fast lane. Must work out to be able to fit in tiny wardrobe. It appears that Hollywood seamstress is cheap on fabric as only makes size zero clothes. Must start a fabric fund for actors one day.

Coffee is finished and dog has water. Missed yoga class again. Why is it so early? On purpose so class won't be filled with the Hangover crowd. Alright, exhausted from watching downward facing dog and hikers. Time to get ready for my big Hollywood casting director audition. Code for I could be discovered today at a casting workshop!

Star Pop Ups at Night

It never fails to amaze oneself when you see stars at night in LA. Oh... I meant in the sky-- but you're probably wondering what star I saw. Well.....I'll tell you. Jeff Goldblum and Kevin Spacey. What? Where you ask?
First I went out to happy hour at the famed Le Bohe'me in West Hollywood on Santa Monica Blvd. The usual suspects were there: actors, writers, film makers and the artists who you have yet to learn our names. An actor parading as a waiter enticed us to try a delicious sampling of fillet Mignon tacos, duck quesadilla and bacon wrapped dates. He was so good in "sells" that we tried both the orange margarita and raspberry white Godiva martinis which set the mood to enjoy the night.
When the sun went down we headed to Cafe Was in Hollywood on Sunset at Vine. No one goes out till it's dark in Los Angeles. Vampires mostly, creatures of the dark. O.k. stars need dark to show up!
We pulled up to the joint and entered as the paparazzi were waiting outside like buzzards circling for their crumbs. They flashed their bulbs as we starlets went into Was. The placed was packed with Hollywood hipsters. (411= people dressed in a casual creative way to sport good will mixed with designer wear) Everyone was enjoying the jazz tunes of none other than Mr. Jurassic Park himself, Jeff Goldblum. Jeff (were friends like that) played the piano as a group of really sheik 20's flappers crossed with Melrose/punk danced with each other and wrapped each other up in a pearl necklace. It was long, really long.

Jeff knew how to play up to the crowd. He has star power and is very handsome in a Buddy Holidayish vibe. He wears the rims well. rims=spectacles, glasses, eye wear. My friend Cristianne Miranda got to do a solo song with JBlum. She seemed to raise the roof as she belted out a jazz tune. Other girls popped up to sing along as Jeff and his band Mildred Snitzer played music. But when Kevin Spacey popped up to sing it was like a shooting star bursting on stage. Kevin was a very pleasant surprise to the crowd. KSpace was quite good and I'm sure he has a album coming out. I'm that confident in his skills.

I was enjoying dreamy KSpace as a director/writer guy who said he had to get his script to Spacey said hello to me. 411 You'll always meet a guy who knows the Spacey's and has a movie deal at a studio. It's part of your alluring charm as a actor to attract the real "producers" in LA. He the "producer" wants me to read for him but first I should have dinner with him. Huh? Dinner before acting? Never, I'm full from happy hour. Call my agent and book me. I'm friends with Tarrentino, you know. (The old throw out a big name. Everyone does it.) Friend=someone you know their name in LA. I do know him from watching his movies. Duh? And, I met him while serving up a baked chicken. So I can use the word "friend" technically now. Well, I'll have to tell you about that adventure next time.

I got a acting class on Saturday with a big casting director. So see you at the movies. who knows I just might pop as a break out star by then.

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M