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Is Prince Freaking Out Right Now?

20 Mar

If you believe that life doesn’t end after this round, then Prince and Chuck Berry could be chatting right now, if Prince hasn’t stopped doing this yet because he’s so excited that Chuck showed up…

From middle-class beginnings to doing reformatory time for armed robbery to working janitor and auto assembly plant jobs to siring rock ‘n’ roll, Chuck Berry did a lot. Stellar run, Chuck. We bow and smile.

My gut was still sore from missing National Grammar Day, then—OOF!—Chuck Berry’s dead. But since I have this new commitment, I’ll also weave this latest gut punch into something blogtastic…

So, if you need any more reasons to love the hell outta Chuck Berry, here are five of them…

1. If you tried to give rock ‘n’ roll another name, you might call it Chuck Berry. — John Lennon

2. I never liked blues and I really didn’t like jazz. I liked Chuck Berry. — Johnny Ramone

3. Of all the early breakthrough rock and roll artists, none is more important to the development of the music than Chuck Berry. — Cub Koda

4. There’s only one true king of rock ‘n’ roll. His name is Chuck Berry. — Stevie Wonder

5. [My mama] said, ‘You and Elvis are good, son—but you’re no Chuck Berry. Chuck Berry is rock ‘n’ roll from his head to his toes’. — Jerry Lee Lewis

When Is It Time to Slow Down?

15 Mar

Photo: Wes Naman

When you realize you missed National Grammar Day.

March 4 came and went, and I just realized it. No grammar fails. No geektastic educational songs.  No James Brown memes. Not a single utterance of “March forth on March fourth”, for cryin’ out flippin’ loud. NO MARCH FORRRTH ON MAAARCH FOUUUURTH… oh, the humanity.

We all have triggers and catalysts. This is that moment for Lady Fabü, friends. When I realized I forgot to say March forth on March fourth, I felt like I was punched in the gut… and something has to change. 

So, how did this happen? 

Lifelifelifelifelife. Busybusybusybusybusy. Blahblahblah. Sure, busy can be a great thing—particularly for a freelancer. And I can still kinda use the twins as a hall pass, but let’s be honest, they’re pushing five years old (yeah, that happened). But let’s get real, here…

We can’t let work and the daily grind consume our passions or WE LOSE OURSELVES, PEOPLE. If I don’t have personal blogging time (though I do blog my ass off weekly for clients), we’ve got a problem. So that’s it, mofos. Enough is enough. It’s time for a balance tune-up, in a big damn way.

Here goes…

I hereby commit to a six-month challenge of blogging at least every 30 days. Your inbox just got a little saucier, dahling. We’ll cover all kinds of stuff—a fab mélange—and I want your feedback.

What’s happening with YOUR  passions? Are you making progress or stuck in a rut?

If you’re chugging along nicely, good on you. Please share your tips here about what keeps you on track. For those in Rut City, know that you’re far from alone. Here are some ways to help get back on track—and making your soul happier in the process.

1. Think: What moves you to the core? It’s likely been this way since you were a child. If it’s still there, reconnect with what makes you tick. Or is something new just nagging at you and won’t go away. Think about making it a part of your life. The big goal here: Just make the damn time. Even just a little right now. Just do SOMETHING regarding this step this week.

2. List: You’re more likely to accomplish something if you list it. So go for it. Jot out five things you’d like to accomplish in the next reasonable amount of days. Don’t stretch it too far out, though. Keep the dream alive, baby.

3. Accountability: Do yourself and your happiness level a favor and get a mentor. Many states have small business development organizations with sliding scale hourly fees for consulting services. Can you devote, say, $30 (sometimes less) per month to spend an session with someone who can help you get your dream off the ground faster and smarter? This is a seriously smart investment. 

4. Patience: When you start listening to your gut, this passion pursuit stuff will get easier and easier. But remember that it isn’t a race. This stuff takes time to develop. And day jobs can be demanding. Start working through your lists and give yourself small rewards whenever you scratch off tasks. The hardest part is getting started, so get that over with now. Open up that rusty valve and get the flow going, and the rest will come… and it might happen sooner than you think, so don’t stop.

OK, get rolling. I’ll see you again by March 30. I’m marching forth. Will you join me? 

And since I’ll see you after St. Pat’s and National Bavarian Crepes Day (Mar 22), I’ll go ahead and relay those greetings now. Have fun and be safe, lasses and lads. DO crepe and drive.

What Are Some Catalyst Moments That You’ve Experienced? When has a moment walloped you upside the head and triggered big change for you? Share the deets here. 

And Now This…

22 Apr

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1.) How did three months pass?

2.) How can Prince be gone? It seemed he’d sashay and slay his way through eternity. He is, just in a different form. What genius. Thanks, Prince.

3.) Gotta post more than memorials. We need some good grammar fails. Stay tuned…

Friday Fabü

25 Jul
Photo: Wes Naman

Photo: Wes Naman

Organic and natural skin care? Why, Yes!

It’s been far too long since we talked skin care. Let’s change that right now, shall we?

Open the door to the space on the corner west of Jubilation Wine and Spirits, and your psyche exhales. This is Yes Organic Boutique and Spa (3420 Lomas NE, 602.295.2278, yesorganicboutique.com), a luxe-yet-unassuming skin care oasis that exudes comfort and calm. And the scent of this place… indescribable… I strongly suspect this is what heaven smells like.

Yes is the brainchild of owner Indigo Verton. With cascading blonde curls, gorgeous eyes and sparkling personality, Verton is reminiscent of a younger Carol Kane. She has lived organically since childhood, growing up on a remote ranch in northern California, where her family raised all their own food.

An aesthetician of ten years, Verton and her family moved to Albuquerque two years ago for her archeologist husband’s job (“He’s gotta dig where the digging’s good,” she quips). As she searched the city for organic and natural beauty products for herself, she was often unsatisfied—this was the impetus for Yes.

“I decided to open my own place where I could offer a completely organic facial and provide 100 percent natural products that my clients could customize for themselves according to their needs and preferences,” she says.

She succeeded with flying colors. Yes is an absolute delight, providing premier organic products and services with VIP service and sincere appreciation.

First, the products: They carry the illustrious Hungarian organic and eco-friendly skin care line, Éminence. Widely revered among celebs and top beauty editors, Éminence plants a tree for every product sold. You’ll also find locally hand-crafted artisanal lines of natural beauty products and spray perfumes in the Yes boutique. Shaving kits, herbs, eye pillows, organic teas, heirloom cacao, aromatherapy, personalized gift baskets and more—Yes has it all.

If that’s not enough, Yes is also an organic beauty apothecary. They distill their own essential oils and hydrosols in-house and mix custom perfumes and beauty products using all organic and wild-crafted natural ingredients. Their smart staff of aestheticians, cosmetologists and herbologists will mix a personal blend for you or guide you through mixing your own bath and body creations, including balms, oils, salts, body butter and more.

Click here to read the rest of the column and learn more about my fab adventure at Yes…

Friday Fabü

18 Apr
Mary and Fynn

Mary and Fynn

The pet issue has long been among my fave annual Local iQ staples. Seems like only yesterday that my dear Mary Poppins was fresh out of the shelter and posing up a storm at Wes Naman’s studio in her little western get-up for her first guest editorial feature. She didn’t want the cowgirl hat removed from her wee head. Two weeks prior, she was a nervous new adoptee. Little did rural Valencia County know it, but that stray Pomchi—without even a threadbare collar to call her own—was destined for greatness. Glad we found each other. Please adopt, don’t shop.

Mary's First Photoshoot

Fast-forward four years, and ol’ Mary’s currently nestled to my right, snoring softly on my office couch. Her muzzle is graying. I caught her trying to shoplift some Nice n’ Easy in Copper Shimmer from the beauty aisle the last time I smuggled her into the supermarket via my purse. Needless to say, I nipped that in the bud. Red haircolor fades so quickly; I refuse to commit to these high-maintenance glamour demands.

Since the twins arrived, Mary made a relatively smooth adjustment from designer-clad dog-about-town to sassy homebody. These days, she can typically be found zipping around the house, bossing anyone who crosses her path. Unimpressed: Fynn, our trusty 14-year-old Shepherd-Heeler mix. Mr. Brown plucked him from a near-death situation at the tender age of five weeks; they’ve been inseparable ever since. Fynn has traveled all over the country—bounding across fields, climbing trees (indeed, a tree-climbing dog) and paddling in deep waters. Now, he spends all his time deeply dozing on the couch or outside in a sunbeam. He has degenerative myelopathy, an incurable progressive spinal cord disease. He’s losing feeling in his hindquarters. Fortunately, it’s a largely-painless condition, due to dying nerve cells. Walking grows increasingly challenging, but he’s still getting around. He’s a good boy, that Fynn.

So many of us have senior dogs. After age seven, things start slowing down, though some remain spry well into the double-digits. Larger dogs age more rapidly. The good news: Our best friends are living longer than ever before, thanks to enhanced care and nutrition. Let’s look at some ways we can help our senior dogs adapt to the rigors of aging. 

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RIP, sweet Django. Love and miss you so.

Friday Fabü

28 Mar
"Phyllis" by Jason Mecier

“Phyllis” by Jason Mecier

This issue of Local iQ (Women of Culture/Creative Women) is close to my heart. As you might expect, I’m a big fan of creative women. When it was time to start writing this piece, I excitedly typed “creative woman” in my search bar. I highly suggest you try it. What you find might surprise you. The top-ranked result is The Wizard of Bras!
 

There is a bra superstore in Monrovia, Calif., called Creative Woman — The Wizard of Bras. Oh, what a website! They have an online Bra Fitting School, replete with goofy, roughly-drawn cartoon lessons, including “Find Your Cup Size,” “Wire vs. No Wire” and the ever-popular “What to do About Back Fat.” As much as I want to keep mocking them, the selection is fantastic, so I’m giving Creative Woman — The Wizard of Bras — two thumbs up. P.S. I’m in no way affiliated with these bra wizards.

Why are we talking about bras? This is supposed to be about creative women. Oh, right … the web search. Evil Internet distractions. Let’s move on, dahling.

All hail Fabü’s Women of Creative Influence Hall of Fame! Fasten your hairpins and drink in this list, in random order, of some of the creative arts’ finest females.

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Dorothy Parker
1) Dorothy Parker
Poet, short story writer, critic, satirist
This legendary literary figure is best known for her acerbic wit, wisecracks and keen observations of 20th century urban quirks. She wrote for Vogue and Vanity Fair in the early 1900s and was a founder of the legendary Algonquin Round Table, an illustrious group of New York City writers, critics, actors and humorists. A vocal advocate of civil liberties and civil rights, Parker’s estate was left in full to Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. and the NAACP.
Words of wisdom: 
“Brevity is the soul of lingerie.”

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Grace Jones

2) Grace Jones
Singer, actress, model
She survived Studio 54, walked the runway for Yves St. Laurent, performed onstage with Pavarotti and had an original character created specifically for her in a James Bond film. In a word: ferocious.

Words of wisdom: 
“My husband used to shout at my mother, ‘What is wrong with your daughter? I’m married to a man!’”

Friday Fabü

14 Feb
Photo: Wes Naman

Pope Joans owner/designer Liesse Jones (Photo: Wes Naman).

It’s the season of love! Mock me if you will, but I think Valentine’s Day is downright adorable. What is far from adorable, however, is the plethora of über-tacky gifts that typically accompany the holiday. Heed this warning: If you purchase a stuffed animal or Whitman’s Sampler for your Valentine this year, I will storm your location, rip said items from your beloved’s clutches, and—with the help of my spiniest stilettos—stomp them to bits. Viva romance!

As always, I’m here to help with gift ideas. Boy, did I find something cool this year. It’s local, sexy, empowering and environmentally-kind: Pope Joans Lingerie (popejoans.com, 505.610.2290).

Pope Joans lingerie is hand-patterned, sewn, dyed and embellished in the heart of Albuquerque. Dainties include chemises, bras, panties, boxers and more. Most garments are made with silk, silk velvet, bamboo and dyed with plant-based pigments. Vibrant colors, edgy silhouettes, ergonomic design and free custom sizing help set Pope Joans’ garments apart from the rest. No underwire or padding here — Pope Joans owner/designer Liesse Jones is all about natural beauty and femininity.

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