The election wasn't as bad as I thought it would be--and the world survived even though I didn't vote. The GOP painted last night's election as a victory against the Dems but it was a little like the emissions from TGcat after eating salami and cheese--narly, but we'll survive. I knew we'd lose the house. This country seems to hate Nancy Pelosi and she gets skewered. They photograph her in mid-sneeze, mid-breath, wincing, raising her hand accidentally in a heil hitler manner to wave to a friend. Did she deserve the same caricatures as, say, Palladino?
In other powerful women news: Cate Capshaw turns 57. She doesn't look a day over 40. Oprah Winfrey just scored some excellent interviews: Ricky Martin will spew about being gay long after the fact (wish he would just sing and shake his bon bon again!) and Marie Osmond will talk her son's suicide. Given all the suicides by young people, it's good timing. I don't care what kind of mess she might be, I love Marie!
Other dishy news: Patti Stanger's assistant Chelsea Autumn quit the Millionaire Matchmaker and is spilling about MM's awfulness. Never burn britches! I'd never bet against Patti in a Jello wrestling contest. She'd go straight for your "picker!"
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